Confusing and Wrong [ Harry Styles ]

Chapter 19

"I-I was just-" I stammer, looking everywhere but the door knowing I will see a fuming Harry.

"You were just what?" His voice is slow and low as he speaks. He is so far from calm I worry for my well being.

"I was just leaving." My focus is directed on the plush, white carpet under my feet as I make my way to the door. Just as I reach it, Harry slams the door and leans on it creating a barrier between me and my escape route.

"No you weren't. Tell me what the fuck you were doing in my room and don't try to lie to me Acelyn." I look up to see his face in a tight scowl, one of which makes me cower slightly. I divert my gaze back to the floor as I timidly shift my weight back and forth.

"I was just curious. You were so protective of those papers earlier. I just wanted to know what they were..." My voice is so quiet as I speak I wonder if he even heard me.

Quiet laughing invades my ears and it gradually grows louder. Although, after a couple seconds it stops abruptly. I don't dare to look up.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to snoop through other people's shit?" I don't respond. A hand firmly grabs my chin yanking my face to look up. "Fucking answer me!"

As afraid as I am right now, I know he won't hit me in the same house as my mother, so I remain silent.

"Don't fucking test my patience right now. Now answer the damn question!" His face is flushed an angry colour of red reflecting his current mood. I can practically see the steam coming from his ears and nose.

"No." He shoves my face away from him and opens the door.

"Get the fuck out." I look at him confused. He didn't hit me. He didn't cuss me out..much. Not even a 'I'll deal with you later'. What the hell.

'Take it and run Acelyn. Just get the fuck out of here before he changes his mind.' I listen to my subconscious and hurry the hell out of his room. Just as I walk into my room I hear him call my name. I turn around giving him my full attention.

"Next time I catch you in my room without my permission, you'll wish you hadn't." I nod, quickly rushing into the safe confines of my room. I lean my back on the door and slide down, pulling my knees to my chest and resting my head back.

I have to be so much more careful. If I had of been walking out of there with the binder in hand, he would have cut my fucking head off. There's got to be another way to get it. I sigh realizing this is going to be harder to get it than I originally thought.

I pick myself up off the floor and crawl into bed, I'm so done with today.

"Acelyn get the hell up you're going to be late!" I'm startled awake by Ben. Instead of obeying him, I roll over and close my eyes again. "Acelyn I said get up! You're going to be late for school and I won't allow it!" What the hell crawled up his ass today.

"Ok ok fine. Just get out." I wave him off and start to sit up.

"You better be downstairs in five minutes dressed and ready." His voice is kind of intimidating. I haven't ever heard him speak this way before. Douche.

"Alright." He glares at me for a second before closing my door. What in the fuck?

I stand up and grab my comforter off the bed and drape it around my shoulders. There is no way I'm going to school today. I walk out of my room closing the door behind me, and walk down the hall away from the stairs. I find a connecting hallway further down to the left and turn down it. I walk to the end and open the door, thankfully it's a bedroom. I close and lock the door before jumping into the bed and falling asleep.