Five Against One

Raindrops

DOUBLE UPDATE BITCHES! Y'ALL BETTER TAP THAT VOTE BUTTON LIKE IT IS FRIKIN' HARRY STYLES (haha get it, because "I'd tap that means to do the nasty and y'know what I think you got it)

Chapter 14

Next a scream. Then what I think is a punch to the wall, followed by ragged breathing.

I scramble from the window seat and onto my bed. I get under the covers quickly and shut my eyes.

I hear the door fling open and almost jump. I hear Harry pacing and then feel him sit on my bed. I stiffen and hear his heavy breathing.

"She's the reason you're like this Harry, you're a good guy." he says. "Don't listen to her, she should be punished." he says and I start to panic.

Suddenly I'm pushed off of the bed and I scream.

"You're the reason I'm like this!" he screams. "It's all your fault!"

"I'm sorry!" I say panicking.

"It's all your fault! You stupid bitch!" he screams and kicks me.

"I'm sorry, please, don't hurt me!" I say feeling the tears start up.

"You ugly whore!" he screams, followed by a punch, and I start to cry.

"You stupid stupid fatass! You piss off everyone! Why don't you just go die already!" he screams and kicks me.

I start to see black dots dancing around my vision and I try to move away from him. I start breathing heavily and I feel the panic attack coming. Harry kicks me again, this time in the stomach. I gasp for air, crawling around my bed to find my inhaler. He picks me up by the waist and throws me back on the floor.

I gasp and sputter for air. I put my hands around my neck trying to signal that I can't breathe but he slaps me again.

"In-" I say but am cut off with another blow to the face.

I become lightheaded and dizzy. Is this really how it ends, me struggling for air being beat to death by Harry?

Any last words Alex?

"Inhaler." I gasp reaching my hand out.

He shakes his head and I start to close my eyes.

No, no, no, no, no.

I suddenly feel the relief of air and gasp. I grab it from his hands and do it again. I regain my breath slowly.

Alex Kale, you have escaped death for the fourth time. That must be a world record.

You fighter, you!

I look up and see a raging Harry and shrink back. Fire dances in his eyes and I look at him fearful of what's to come. I start to move closer to the window seat and hug my knees.

"Sorry." he breathes running his hands through his hair turning away from me.

I stay quiet still shaking and quietly sobbing quietly.

I stand up and slide the window open. I crawl out and cry, the rain covering up the tears. The wind whips my hair around and I wipe my face.

"Alex! Get inside the fucking house!" he yells and I turn around. I see his face and it's enraged. I gulp in fear. I look at the ledge of the roof.

Maybe it would be safer to just jump off the roof? I look back and shake my head no.

"Alex! There's a fucking storm and no ones supposed to be outside! Get inside the fucking house!" he screams.

"No! You're just gunna hurt me! I'd rather take my chances out here!" I scream.

"I promise! I promise I won't, just, come on!" he yells.

I crawl inside the window sopping wet. "You're psychotic, y'know that?" he says shaking his head.

I stay quiet.

"Are you gonna say anything?" he says.

"I, uh, I don't want to set you off." I say and he frowns.

"Maybe that's why you set me off. Because you're so afraid of me and I just want to talk to you." he says.

"Why? Why do you want to talk to me?" I ask.

"I dunno." he says and I shake my head.

"Ok, just whatever." I say putting my hand in the air telling him to stop.

I shiver in my wet clothes and make my way to the closet. I grab my plaid flannel pants and and a gray t-shirt. I slip them on and throw my wet hair into a bun. I drag my hands down my face and groan loudly.

"Ugghh." I say in between my two hands. I walk over to my bed still shivering, now starting to sniffle. I crawl in and pull the covers up to my neck shaking.

"Why do you do that?" Harry asks.

"Care to specify?" I say and he sits on the edge of my bed.

"Like, I scream and yell and go all ape shit on you, then you cry, and five minutes later you act like it was nothing." he says.

"Because it is nothing, nothings going to change so why make it a huge deal?" I say closing my eyes shivering.

"Why don't you think anything is going to change?" I hear him say quietly.

"Well it won't, reality is a bitch Harry. The sooner everyone realizes that, the better." I say yawning and closing my eyes.

"Stuff doesn't get better, that's all made up fairytale shit. And my life is no fucking fairytale. Shit isn't getting better Harry." I say opening my eyes.

"You don't know that." he says looking at his hands.

"Well until everyone stops treating me like a piece of trash, nothing will. I can't do anything to change it, they have to change it. No matter what I do, or what I say, I'm the one that ends up on the ground in the end." I say and he inches closer.

"Some people are just meant to lose."

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A/N

EFFORTLESS JOKE I MADE AT DINNER LAST NIGHT!¡!¡!¡!¡!¡

JOKE TIME!!!!!!!!!!

So it was my sisters birthday Wednesday so last night her and her two friends went out to dinner.

Somehow we were on the topic of braces, and I got my braces off so I was like,

"I love my teeth they're white and straight."

AND WITHOUT MISSING A GOD DAMN BEAT I LOOK UP AND SAY

"just like me."

The old ladies sitting behind us were, I shit you not, howling with laughter.

-H :)