Devilish

Chapter 21

"What were you doing with Zayn?" Harry asked straight away. I could notice there was anger in his voice. Why?

"He was just apologizing with me, about what had happened." I said, calmly. "He told me he had had some troubles and that mixed with all the alcohol, well, it wasn't the best result."

"And you believed him?" I didn't like the derisive tone in his voice. He was making fun of me. "Fuck Raiza, you're so naive." His blunt remark made my blood boil.

"At least he apologized for being a complete asshole not like other people!" I fought back.

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh you know exactly what it means." I sad, raising my tone. I was tired of him treating me like this. This was it. "You're always acting like a dickhead and making my life miserable and I haven't done anything to you! In fact, from the first day I try to stay the hell away from you but you always find the way to be where I am. It's like bothering me was your hobby!"

"Oh so you're angry because I messed your perfect life a little bit." Harry said, imitating a dramatic tone. He gave me that stupid smirk and that was when I lose it.

I was done.

"You don't know me! My life is far from being perfect!" I yelled at him. 

"And now you're going to tell me your pity life story so I feel like a completely asshole and feel remorse for my atrocious actions and feel pity for you?" A feeling of superiority was reflected in his face as those words came out of his mouth. "Daddy cheated on mummy? People disappointing you? Rough childhood? Was that it?" He asked, knowing he was right. I blinked a few times trying to remain calm. "Why do you think I would give a shit about your pity life story? Wake up, Raiza. Life's not a fairytale."

"You're a complete self-centred, full of himself, obnoxious asshole! Someone who only cares on taking what he wants but not thinking about the person who he's hurting."

Harry looked at me thoroughly scanning my face, like he was trying to see beyond it, right into my soul. "You weren't joking when you said I bring out the worst in you." Suddenly I could see a glimpse of hope but soon it vanished when a devilish smirked crawled on his lips. "It means I'm doing things right." His emotionless and apathetic reaction sent shivers down my spine. He didn't regret anything of what he had said. He didn't have feelings because he just had a huge black hole were his heart was supposed to be.

"What did I ever do to you?" I was drained, I couldn't continue like this. Uni was already rough and I didn't need this drama in my life. I harshly whipped the tears of my eyes.

Harry looked at me with a cold expression for a few second before answering. "Existing." He said nonchalantly.

How could someone so diabolic exist on the face of the Earth?  That wasn't possible, yet here he was right in front of me. "Stop. Just stop, please." I sighed. He looked at me confused by the pleading that had just came out of my lips. "I have no idea why you hate me that much but I apologise for whatever I did to make you want to set your life goal making my life a living hell." I closed my eyes, trying not to break down again in front of him. "Just let's stay away from each other. I won't bother you, you won't bother me and we'll live happily ever after."

"You're my brand new toy, why would I want to stay away?" 

"You're sick." I said astonished. "You're a psycho."

Harry laughed at my words. A lugubrious glimpse flickered in his emerald eyes. "Friends." He said, frowning as the words came out of his mouth as if they sounded weird for him to say. "We can be friends."

"You said you don't have friends." I said, confused. "That you didn't need to."

"I mean... You want something from me and I also want something from you, so maybe we can approach this little problem differently. I suppose we can try to be what you call 'friends'... I guess."

What did I just hear? Harry just agreed to be friends don't overthink. He's waving the white flag. Take the truce, my subconscious scolded me. "I'm not really sure you know what being friends means but I agree."

"Marvellous." He said, reaching out his hand for me to shake.

"Are you going to be nicer to me from now on?" I asked, afraid of what he might answer.

"Yes. I would ask you if you're going to stop being so feisty but I like it." He smirked. I felt my cheeks grew warm. "Can I ask you a question?" I nodded. "Did Zayn hurt you?" He asked, serious. His question caught me totally off guard. "It was him who did this to you?" I felt Harry's cold fingers tracing the place were I used to have the cut. I shook my head. "Then who was it? Why are you so scared of him?"

"I really don't want to talk about that." I said, looking away.

"How are we supposed to be friends if you're not telling me important things like that?" I felt Harry's fingers gently taking my chin and making me look at him.

"When I was at Disneyland, he and the other guys, Liam and Louis, tried to..." I began saying while the memories of that horrible night came to my mind.

"Raiza?" Harry's eyes were locked on me.

"I don't know what they wanted to do to me. But I knew it wasn't something good and they kept talking about my soul; I think it was some sort of 'code' or something. I tried to run but I fell; I cut myself with something. He didn't hurt me, it was one of the other guys that were with him, the one you called Louis. But the look in Zayn's eyes, he was mad when Niall interrupted them. If it wasn't for him, I don't know if..." I paused; I could feel the tears wanting to come out. I took a deep breath in order to calm down. "Zayn wasn't done with me."

Suddenly, I felt Harry's arms wrapped around my body. He pulled me closer to him. "I won't let him or any of them get near you again. I promise you, Raiza." I tighten my grip on his t-shirt. I didn't know why but his words made me feel better. I wasn't scared of him. For a change, Harry made me feel safe.

How did we get from yelling at each other and saying hurtful things to this? Who the hell was this Harry? He seemed caring and like he actually had a heart. I just hope now that we agreed to be friends things get better between us.

Could it be?

I just hope I won't regret this.