Forgotten (Harry Styles fan-fiction)

Chapter 11

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I sighed, turning to face the green-eyed monster himself. 

"I thought I'd go for a drive, it is a free country." He sarcastically mocked.

"Oh right, in the exact same street that I live, nice one dickhead!" I grunted, turning my attention to my fingernails. There was an awkward silence for a couple of minutes. I was picking at my fingernails and I didn't know exactly what Harry was doing. 

"Well, however fun this has been, I'm now going to go home." I said rolling my eyes, but not giving Harry the satisfaction of looking at him. 

"Soo... That's it then. Your just going to go?" Harry questioned, betrayal clear in his voice. 

"Harry I think that you are forgetting something. I don't know you, your acting as if we have been best buds for years, I only just know your name!" I shouted, annoyed that he could say something like that. 

"Yeah and I thought we connected. I thought we could have a laugh together, that's why I took you to that stupid party!" He shouted back, banging his palms against the steering wheel. 

Memories of Harry's face when he walked into Liam's room. I shook my head, at Harry's comment and to try and get the memories out of my head.

"You left me! You let me walk into that party on my own! You didn't waste anytime either did you! I knew nobody there! Complete strangers!" I screamed through gritted teeth, not daring to look at him. I know that if I look at him I will start to ball my eyes out.

"I left you there?" He questioned, disbelief clear in his voice. He lent back into his leather car seat, pulling his hand up into his curls, brushing them away from his face. "I chased after you, I spent the first 20 minutes of the party searching around that stupid damn frat house, upstairs and down, but I couldn't find you! I was so worried about you! You don't know what those boys are like! Then I see you stripping!" He huffed, his face red with anger or embarrassment.   

"I don't know what they are like? Are you fucking serious right now?" I almost laughed, turning to face him, my face showing complete disbelief.

"Don't play that game with me Baylee! I know what you were doing, EVERYONE KNEW WHAT YOU DOING!" He laughed, waving his hands in the air. 

"Did they, did they really, then answer me this Harry. If EVERYBODY knew what I was doing, why did nobody stop Liam from raping me?" I asked. The tears started to stream down my cheeks and my nose started to run a little. I turned the key in the ignition and pulled the car into acceleration. I gave one last look at Harry and then slowly pulled away, leaving him there. 

I didn't have a much of a drive to return to Elizabeth's because it was about a minute drive away from Andrea's house. I pulled up onto the drive and stormed into the house, slamming the front door behind me. I chucked the keys onto the side table and ran upstairs. As I reached the top of the stares I called for Sammy. I waited for a couple of seconds and then called him again but I still had no answer. 

"SAMMY!" I yelled. I then heard the dreaded click-clock of the bitch's footsteps across the polished floor. 

"Where's Sammy?" I asked, trying to avoid contact with the women. 

"In his bed. The dog is not allowed upstairs." She said gathering her hands together.

"Then why do you come up here Elizabeth?" I said gathering my hand together just like she did, mocking her.

"Hmm." She mumbled, walking off into another unnecessary room. I jogged down the stair and into the kitchen hoping to find a bag door. No such luck.