closer // harry styles

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

"Alex get the fuck off of this bus." I demanded, standing up.

"Who's gonna make me?" He smirked. "Ariana, I told you not to leave." He said, clenching his jaw.

"What, you think I forgot? But you can't do this, you can't just fucking control me! I'm never gonna be your girlfriend again!" I yelled, and I swear his eyes flashed memories of us together. "So why do you want me?" I asked, ignoring his gaze. "Why are you keeping me from everything?" I asked.

"Because I hate Harry." He said, through clenched teeth.

"Well I love him!" I screamed. "Get out." I said, pointing to the door. When he didn't move, I raised my voice. "Get out!"

"No!" He yelled, his jaw tightening. He walked over to me, and pushed me down back onto the bed, causing me I hit my head.

"Ow," I muttered.

"Sorry." He apologized, sarcastically. He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, causing me to flinch. "Scared?" He chuckled.

"Not of you." I said, kneeing him in the gut. He stumbled back a little bit, and I sat up. He quickly regained balance, and stood up straight. He walked over closer, and threw a punch. I ducked, and he slammed his fist into the wall.

"Fuck!" He yelled, shaking his fist. I ran under him, and to the other side of the bus. I walked over and grabbed the handle of the front door, prepared to open it, when Alex grabbed my shoulder, yanking me back on the couch. I landed on the coffee table though, yelping out in pain. I groaned, and blinked, trying to get my vision back to normal. I saw a blurry outline of Alex coming towards me, and I screamed and rolled over onto the floor. I heard the door open, and I could sense someone else's presence in the room.

"Hey!" I heard Harry yell. "Get the fuck away from her!"

"Why should I? And who's gonna make me?" Alex was asking.

"Me." Harry said, and I heard the sound of someone's fist colliding with someone's nose. I wasn't sure who hit who, but I had my fingers crossed that Harry had done the hitting. I rubbed my eyes, and sat up. I saw Alex's bloody nose, but I also saw Harry doubled over in pain, clutching his stomach.

"What the hell?!" I yelled, running over to Harry, and hugging him.

"Get out." Harry said.

"Who's gonna make me?" Ale asked again.

"I said I would." Harry said.

"Well, look who's doubled over in pain." Alex said.

"We'll look who has a bloody nose." Harry said, straightening himself out, and standing up straight.

"Bloody nose?" Alex asked. "Is that all you got?" He finished, grabbing my wrist, and tightening his grip.

"Ow," I yelped quietly, so no one would hear us from outside.

"Get off of her." Harry said, tightening his jaw.

"Yeah?" Alex smirked. "Who's gonna make-"

"I said get off of her!" Harry yelled, and punched Alex across the face. It wasn't enough to do any damage, but he let go of my wrist.

"Again... is that all you got?" Alex asked, cracking his jaw. He then cracked his knuckles, and then swung at Harry's cheek, hitting him across the face. Harry stumbled back a little bit, and then the two of them were completely fighting and looking like they wanted to kill each other.

"Stop!" I kept screaming, but no one would listen. I fought past them, and to the door. I peered out of the open door, just in time to see Uncle Paul sprinting up to it, followed by the other boys, with worried looks spread across their faces. I stepped back, as Paul bursted through the open door, and immediately separated Alex and Harry. He took Alex's hands, and held them behind Alex's back, like a police officer. Unfortunately, Paul didn't have any handcuffs, but he took Alex out of the bus, and carried him away. The other boys filed in the bus, prepared to ask questions, just as Harry sunk down on the couch. I ran over to him, and sat down next to him, putting his head in my lap, and running my fingers through his hair.

"You didn't have to do that for me." I said.

"Yeah I did. I love you." He said, taking my hand out of his hair and twirling the ring around my finger.

"What's that?!" Niall asked like a five year old boy, and walked over to us.

"A promise ring." I smiled.

"That's cute, I'm glad you guys made up." Zayn said.

"When's the big wedding, man?" Liam asked.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Chill, I was asking Zayn." Liam laughed.

"Uh, we were thinking about doing it while we're on tour." Zayn said.

"Really? That's so cool!" I said.

"Yeah, it's gonna be really small, on the beaches of Australia." Zayn informed me. "And, Perrie asked me to ask you if you wanted to be a bridesmaid?" Zayn smiled.

"Would I?!" I screamed. "I would hug you, but Hazza's hurt." I laughed. "But oh my god I have to call and thank her!"

"So I take it that's a yes?" Zayn laughed.

"A big yes!" I smiled, and kissed Harry's forehead.

"Where do you want to get married?" Louis asked.

"I don't know, really. I like the idea of a beach wedding though, but the weather always ends up taking a turn." I said.

"Well, we'll plan a date on the beach when the forecast looks amazing then." Harry said, looking up at me cheekily.

"And how are you so sure we'll get married?" I asked.

"I promised." Harry grinned, twirling the ring around my finger again.

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