terrified | harry styles

Terrified | Scenes PT 1

Terrified | Scenes

A week has gone by and so much as happened in this short amount of time. I had actually dumped Xavier and told him to never contact me again unless he wanted to apologize for what he has done to me. Of course he throw a fit over the phone but I didn't care. So I hung up on him, blocked his number, and blocked all of his social media as well. There was no way that I was going to get back with him. He wasn't the right one for me or the right guy to be with.

Luckily, to get my mind off of my ex I have been spending some time with Harry. Ever since Sunday night with the whole Xavier incident he has made sure that he checked on me to see how I was doing. I'm not gonna lie, it was incredibly sweet and nice. He wasn't too overboard with it and he made sure that I also had my space too. There was something about Harry that I couldn't put a finger on. It was just something about this alluring man that I needed to know, because he is definitely drawing me in.

When I got out of the elevator I looked in my purse for my apartment keys as I walked forward. Then when I finally reached my door I saw that it was cracked opened.

"What the hell," I mumble as I pushed my door opened a bit farther. As soon as I reached for the lights on the side of the wall I was greeted by something that I didn't expect. My apartment was broken into.

harry's pov

A knock on the door made me stop what I was doing, currently searching up boat houses that were up for a good price. I got up from my couch and went to my door. When I opened it slightly I was greeted by a white male police officer.

"Hello sir, how are you?" He spoke first with his hands on his hips and an unexplainable look on his face.

"I'm fine," I reply. "Is there an issue?"

"Well, there was a break in just around the corner on this floor," He informed me. "I was just wondering if you heard or seen anything suspicious?" He asked.

"No, I didn't," I frown. This has never happened before. "I was in here all day."

"Okay, thank you," he nodded. "Sorry to bother, have a goodnight."

I nodded too, but when he was about to leave I spoke up, "Wait."

"Yes?" He asked turning around to face me with his eyebrow up. "Is there anything you have to say?"

"Who's..who's apartment got broken into?" I ask with my voice seeming worried.

"A woman named Layla Wills," He told me, and my heart dropped down to the floor. "You know her?"

I gulp the lump in my throat. My hands gripping the door knob tightly, "I-I do."

"Do you know if anybody was after her? Or happened to break in her place?" He asked wanting to see if I knew anything, but little does he know that I did.

Of course I knew who would broken in her place. Since Layla dumped Xavier his crazy ass must have broken in her place to get her back. Just the thought of it makes me so fucking angry.

"No I would have no idea," I say, keeping my voice sad. "She's such a nice woman. I couldn't see anybody wanting to do something so horrible like that."

"I know," the officer sighed. "She's kinda hot too, don't you think?"

"Goodbye," I say blankly before slamming the door in his face.

Seconds later I find myself pacing back and forth in my living room. Thinking of what I should do to that fucker. I did have that metal pipe underneath my bed and I—fuck I don't know where Xavier lives. God better save me now or else I swear that I will—