He grabs a fist full of my hair, making me scream in pain as he starts to drag my across the floor by my hair, he continues to drag me down the hall, I start to scratch at his hand thats gripping my hair, but he takes no notice.
"You need to learn to respect me!" he shouts. He drags me into a room I haven't been in yet. It's dark inside, there's nothing in the room, it's just empty.
"Bitch" he spits, he looks down at me and let's go of my hair to go and lock the door, I scramble to my feet and stumble back trying to distance myself from him.
He makes his way back over to me, the only emotion he has right now is anger. I step back slowly, watching his every move, his jaw tenses and his hands ball into fists.
"You need to learn a lesson" he says through gritted teeth.
"Please" I beg, not knowing what he might do to me.
He walks towards me and raises his hand in the air, the next thing I feel is a painful sting on my left cheek. I look up at him with tears in my eyes, he doesn't even care that he's hurting me.
"Your making me do this" he points at me. He slaps me again but this time he does it much harder, I fall to the ground and place a hand over the burning skin, he then kicks me making me groan in pain.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I say, just above a whisper.
"Why can't you just accept that we have a connection!" Both of his hands are pulling at his hair in frustration, as he paces back and forth. There is something seriously wrong with this guy and I need to get out of here.
"I hate you!" I say looking into his eyes, trying to make him understand that there is no connection between us, I've only just met him.
"Your lying!" he shouts and storms over to the door.
He unlocks the door and leaves, locking it behind him, leaving me locked up in this cold, empty room. I start to hear crashing noises from outside the door, I hear him shout some things but I don't bother to listen to what he said.
After what felt like forever listening to the crashing sounds and shouts it eventually stopped. I lay on the cold hard floor, and closed my eyes, hoping to try and fall asleep.
Harry's POV
"I hate you" she says looking me in the eyes.
Why would she say that! I know she loves me, she has to love me! Hearing those words leave her lips, kills me inside.
"Your lying!" I shout back at her and storm over to the door. I quickly unlock the door and lock it behind me. I kick over the first thing I see, that happens to be a glass cabinet with some books inside, I kick it sending it crashing to the ground causing a loud shattering sound.
"Lier!" I scream.
She's a lier, why won't she just admit she loves me! I've never felt so angry at her, at everything really. I walk into the dining room, I pick up a chair and throw it against the wall.
"Bitch!" I shout, kicking another chair.
I walk out of the room and punch the wall, an immediate pain shoots through my hand, making me scream in anger. I go into the kitchen and go to the cupboard, I grab some plates and throw them at the wall causing a loud shattering sound as I throw them one by one, I then walk over to the other side of the kitchen to the shelf that I keep my liqueur on, I search the shelf until I find what I was looking for, the bottle of Vodka. I need to get my mind off of all this shit.
I open it up and start drinking it from the bottle, the alcohol burns my throat as i drink it, I pull the bottle away and take a breath, I bring the bottle back to my lips and down some more. I already start to feel the alcohol run through my system making me feel a bit dizzy.
After what felt like an hour of drinking i start to feel numb to the world, I no longer remember the painful words Andy spoke to me, I'm here in my own world where there's nothing to worry about, nothing to think about, just this quiet, lonely, nothing.
I decide I've had enough alcohol and throw the bottle against the wall, making it shatter. My vision is blurry and I'm tired, but the thought of walking to my room is just too much right now, I stumble out of the kitchen and down into the living room. I collapse onto the sofa and close my eyes, sleep takes over me instantly.
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Okay sorry this chapter wasn't that good :(
Harry is an emotionally unstable person, so he's obviously getting mood swings, and he will continue to get these mood swings lol but that's what's going to make this work! but he won't be this crazy all the time okay lol
Also the rest of the boys will be in it soon! yay!
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