I watched in utter shock and confusion as Harry walked around the front of the car to get to the driver's seat.
"Are you on drugs?" I asked seriously, moving my head closer to his to check his pupils.
He visibly stiffened, his hands locked on the staring wheel. I flinched as he turned his body towards mine, his green eyes livid.
"Hannah." He breathed between his teeth. "I seriously suggest you shut the fuck up."
"You don't fucking own me okay?! I only just fucking met you- I literally just learned your fucking name thirty seconds ago. Just please, leave me alone." I pleaded with him, tears streaming down my face bitterly.
"You may not know me Hannah but I know you. I know everyone in this town and they know me." He stated. I watched the speed dial on the car climb higher and higher.
"Well I don't know you." I remarked.
At this, Harry cracked a smirk. "Obviously."
"You don't own me ' Harry fucking Styles' " I said, quoting him back with scorn.
"Actually I do. Now shut the fuck up love- before I drug you." He threatened, is voice changing from amused to threatening in 0.245 seconds flat.
That's it, I'd had enough. I reached to the door and pulled desperately on the handle.
It was locked.
"You're insulting my intelligence Hannah." He stated, pulling the car into a sharp right turn, forcing me to fall onto him slightly.
I looked at the window to my left. How hard is it to break a window?
Guess I'm about to find out.
I looked down at my platform stiletto heels and removed one.
"Hannah what are you doing?" Harry asked, his voice dripping with threat.
I ignored him.
Harry shifted and I could feel his anger radiating through the car. I lifted up the shoe to the window.
"So help me God, if you break that window I will fucki-" I didn't let him finish.
With one swift movement, I brought the heel down onto the window, causing it smash brilliantly. The wind from the outside blew into the car, my hair whipped around me. I fumbled for my seatbelt, but I just couldn't see it.
The car lurched forward as Harry slammed on the breaks. My seatbelt restrained me but it cut into my chest, my muscles aching. Glass covered every surface of both the car and me. I shivered from both the cold and fear. It started to rain, lashing down heavily.
Before I knew it Harry was out of his side of the car and over to mine, ripping open the door with such a force that I was sure it would fall off. He leaned over me hastily, untangling my seat belt, pulling me outside into the rain with him.
I pulled at him, trying to pry him away from me but he held me tight, his fingers digging into my arms with such a force I could see bruises.
He leaned me up against the side of the car, forcing my legs to wrap around him. I started breathing really fast, my heart rate going up a few notches. It started to turn into full hyperventilation.
He skimmed his nose down mine, his dark eyes never leaving my face.
"Fuck," He swore; his breathing labored, rain pouring down his face, soaking him. "You really shouldn't cross me Hannah."
I held my breath, tears streamed down my face, hot against my skin.
We stood like that for a while- from the looks of it, Harry was trying to calm himself down.
