I was sitting at a bench right outside the house in the driveway
"What's wrong Bells" I heard someone say that behind me
I turned around and it was Harry looking at me with a smirk on his face
"Nothing, and don't call me Bells" I turned my face away from him
"You sure? Because you don't look alright" he said that while touching my face to check if I'm feeling alright
I pushed his hands away quickly
"Don't you dare touch me again" I said it in a rude way I didn't tend to sound that harsh
But what's with his mood swings anyways an hour ago his eyes where flaming with anger and now he's in a good mood
"Someone's having a bad day" he was still smirking
Me having a bad day?
"Talk about yourself" I said not bothered to look at him
"Me" he pointed at himself in a shocked tone
I ignored him and I looked away
He surprised me when he joined me and he sat next to me
"Excuse me who said you can sit here" I looked at him
He winked and he got back on his phone he was texting I assume
I looked at the driveway I don't see Brandi's car
Oh god not again
"Can I use your phone?" I asked him
He handed me his phone
"I'll be right back" he said that after handing me his phone and he went inside the house
I dialed Brandi's phone number
She didn't pick up at first but I kept calling non stop until she finally did
"What" she said in an annoyed tone
"Brandi where are you?"
"Oh Bella, I texted you already I told you that I leave and when you didn't respond I thought you didn't want to leave yet"
"You can't be serious right now" I screamed
"Why are you mad? I can come and pick you up right now if you want"
"No you're not leaving so early" I heard Niall's voice from the background
"It's fine you don't have to come" I said without waiting for her answer I ended the call
I remembered the text Harry was reading before he stormed back into the house I still got his phone in my hands should I look at it? I'm very nosy god. But I'm still curious I don't even know what I want to know
As I was about to check Harry walked out of the door heading toward me
"Thank you" I murmured quietly
His hands were running thru his hair he looked annoyed
He didn't bother to respond and he was about to head back to the house
It suddenly hit me I don't have a ride back home
"H-Harry" I called him I hated to ask him specially after what happened in the house earlier today
"What" he looked annoyed
"Never mind" I gave him my back and walked back to the bench I was sitting at
"You don't have a ride home do you?" He asked with a smirk forming on his face
I looked away
I should've told Brandi to come back.
"It's non of your business" I crossed my arms over my chest not looking toward his direction
"Good because I'm too busy to take you home anyway" he said that as he was walking back there
"Wait" I said quickly
The place was almost empty by now I got scared I didn't want to sleep here
"Can you call a cab for me please?" I asked
He looked at me and then he said
"C'mon I'll take you home"
he said that while walking toward his car which is parked in front of the house
"I thought you were too busy to do that"
"I'm busy that's why I won't be dropping you straight away I need to go somewhere first"
"I just wanna go home straight away"
"Too bad you got no choice"
I sat in the car not bothered to talk to him and he wasn't talking to me either he was too busy texting someone he wasn't driving still
10 minutes later he finally decided to drive then he stopped by a small restaurant
"Don't move I'll be right back" he said in a serious tone which made me want to go and follow him in there
He didn't wait for my reply he headed straight to the restaurant
More than 15 minutes had past, I'm not sure if they were 15 minutes actually to be accurate but it felt like it, I was sleepy and tired by now
I decided to go in there without thinking about it twice I was in the restaurant it wasn't packed with people so it wasn't that hard to find them
Harry was giving me his back and he was sitting across a guy with a brown hair he looked like he was around his age, what I don't even know how old Harry is
I stood there awkwardly I immediately regretted coming in
"What" Harry asked while looking to the direction the guy across of him was looking at
"What are you doing here?" He looked mad
Oh god not again
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Storm (Harry Styles)
Fanfiction"It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake. - Frederick Douglass" To me he was that storm but do birds really sing after a storm?
