Obsessive. (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 25

Harry's POV

Ugh, she annoys me so much. I was watching her the whole time from my car. I was experimenting her so I intentionally didn't close the door and I parked a bit far from my house.

My heart stopped when she went out of the house. I thought she'd escape but I was wrong. She gave something to a woman and a little girl. When I looked intently, it was my lunch box and the other one was my ex's lunch box.

I groaned. Why does she keep breaking a rule? Is she doing this intentionally? Is she stupid? First, she knelt down on a fücking broken glass. Second, she broke a rule just to give them food. Does she even think about herself one bit and the consequences?

When I said those words to her, I'm sure she got hurt. I could tell because of the tears that fell down her cheeks. Half of me wanted to take back everything I said but the other half wanted to just let it go because if I'll be nice to her and we get closer, I know she'll get hurt much worse than that.

I went to my room and turned on the screen to watch her. She was now asleep and she didn't really eat dinner. If I was her, I'd still have my ways and sneak in the kitchen Also, telling her not to eat for two days was a lie. I wouldn't do that to anyone. Especially her because I know she loves to eat. I was just mad.

My headache came back so I drank the medicine on my bedside table. I didn't even get to thank her because I put my pride first in the line. I rubbed my face in frustration. I have no idea what I'm doing and what I'm feeling right now.

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I woke up in the morning, took a bath, and brushed my teeth. I turned on the screen and checked if she's still sleeping but she's not. She was sitting on the foot of her bed while fiddling her fingers. I moved closer to the screen and noticed that she's crying. After a second, she wiped her tears.

Fück.

I went downstairs and into the kitchen. I started cooking something for breakfast. I'm going to leave the house after this just to get things off my mind and so she could freely go downstairs any time she wants without seeing me.

After I'm done cooking, I wrote "Eat." on a piece of paper and placed it on the table. I don't even know why I'm doing this. I went outside and into my car.

I drove around the city and went to different shops. I wanted to get some drink but it was too early. After a few hours, I went back to my house and into the kitchen. It was already lunch time and I was expecting that the table's empty but it wasn't. I saw everything I've prepared on the table were untouched. I paced back and forth in the kitchen, not knowing what to do.

After a minute of thinking, I went to my room to check what she's doing. She's lying on the bed. What if she didn't go downstairs since I left? What if she's dehydrated? Instead of continuing my endless questions, I walked towards her doorstep. I bit my lip and thought twice before knocking on the door.

"Get dressed. We're leaving" I said.

Fück. I didn't think of the words to say to her before knocking so those words just came out of my mouth. I don't know where we're going. I don't even know if she's going to follow what I just said.

There was no answer. I looked at my watch and it was 10:28am already.

"I'll give you an hour to change. I'll be downstairs" I said.

It was only half an hour when I heard her footsteps. I turned my head and saw that she was walking downstairs. She was not looking at me but instead she was looking at the floor.

We went outside and into the car. I didn't even bother to cover her eyes and put handcuffs. She haven't eaten breakfast and it's almost lunch time. I've decided to go to a drive-thru of a fast food chain. I ordered two burgers, fries, and soda. I gave the paper bag to her and that was the first time she looked at me today.

"But you said that I'm not allowed to eat for two days" She said.

"Just eat" I said.

All throughout the ride she was looking out the window while chewing on her burger and fries. I wanted her to say something or do something but that would be a ridiculous thing to ask to her when we're not in good terms.

It was silent so I turned on the radio and 'The Chains' by Fleetwood Mac started playing. I was tapping my hands on the steering wheel while humming. I was about to sing along the chorus part when a car came out of nowhere and almost hit us. I accidentally screamed and cursed loudly after. I heard a giggle beside me so I looked at her but she cleared her throat and her face has no expression again.

We went for a joyride without speaking to each other because I have no idea what else to do and say anymore. I don't want to leave her in the house and let her cry by herself all day. I also don't want to apologize to her because I just don't want to.

We would get out of the car from time to time whenever I see a clothing shop or any kind of shop that has a window display. I bought some random stuffs for her and for me. I even bought things that were not of use to me just so I could get out of the car and not suffocate myself from the awkward silence that was invading the entire space of the car.

I was not used to her. She was so quiet. I know it was my fault but she could've coughed or took a deep breath so I'd know she's still alive.

Author's Note

I'm sorry if I'm bothering you with the back and forth POVs. I just feel like it would be better that way so you'd know how they feel and why they act that way. I'm also sorry if I have any typos because I don't proofread. Please comment the typos so I could edit but please be gentle and polite.

Anyway, how's everyone been doing? I hope you're all doing good. If you need anyone to talk about random things or what. I'm always available. Have a lovely day. All the love. xx