Obsessive. (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 33

"Harry! Stop it" I shouted at Harry who was still punching Mike but I could tell that Harry couldn't hear me because of the shouts and the way his face was staring straight to Mike's bloody face like he was staring at a punching bag.

I quickly ran towards them and pulled Harry's shirt but he wouldn't budged. So I took a step back and collected myself. I inhaled deeply before pushing Harry off Mike's body as much as I can.

Harry fell on his side and looked at me. I couldn't understand what expression he's showing but I didn't care because he wasn't bleeding or showing any signs of pain while Mike's eyes were barely open and I couldn't clearly see his blue eyes now. I slapped Mike's face gently because he looks like he was about to pass out.

"Call an ambulance!" I shouted to no one exactly. Then, I felt a hand on top of mine and I looked at mike.

"I'm okay. I just need some ice" He said and I was about to go to the kitchen to get him some but I felt a tug on my arm.

It was Harry.

"We're going home. Leave him" He said.

"No, I can't leave him alone. He's hurt and it's your fault. Why did you even-" before I could even finish asking Harry why he was punching Mike. He grabbed my forearm harshly and started to walk out of the house but I repeatedly tried to escape from his grip.

"Let go of me, Harry! He needs some help" I said and pulled my forearm off his grip.

He only let me go when we're already out of the house and away from people.

"There's a lot of people who could help him, Olivia!" He shouted at me.

"Why did you even do that?!" I shouted back.

"The same question goes to you. Why did you even do that?!" He shouted and moved closer than me.

"Do what?!" I asked.

"I saw you talking to him! He even whispered to you who-the-fück-knows-what and you fücking laughed" He said.

I shook my head in disbelief. He did that because of that?

"He's nice and he was telling me a joke" I said.

"What? He told you how good he could fück you? Because that's a good joke" He said before laughing but it came out as a forced one.

"Do you even know what you're saying right now?" I said calmly now.

"Don't even fücking act innocent, Olivia. Every time you get drunk, it was like as if you want to jump right at me! I'm sure you felt that way when he whispered dirty things to you! Whatever he told you, I could do better than he does!" He said.

"You're disgusting!" I shouted at him.

"You're more disgusting! You're a fücking prude! I'm sure you'll like this" He said and before I could even shout back at Harry. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer than ever. I thought he was going to kiss me on my lips but instead he started kissing me on my neck and I felt really uncomfortable because I have nothing else to do with this man in front of me. He's just a friend and nothing else. He's not supposed to do this.

"Stop it, Harry! Let me go!" I shouted at Harry while pushing him hard but he didn't budge so I had to slap him on his cheek.

He groaned and looked at me. I thought he was going to shout at me again but his face softened when he looked at me in the eyes. I was really on the verge of crying because I don't know what's happening between us and why he's acting like this.

"I-I'm-" Harry said and brushed his hair with his fingers in frustration but I interrupted him.

He was about to move closer again but I was quick enough to push him with both of my hands and with such force that he stumbled back.

"W-what is wrong with you?!" I shouted at him.

"I-I'm sorry. I was drunk. I didn't know what I was doing" He said and moved closer again.

"Drunk?!" I said and he nodded while brushing his hair with his fingers again and looking at me like he's really sorry.

"No, Harry! You're not drunk! You're aware of what you're doing right now and I know you have other reasons to why you're doing this! Whatever it is, I'm not going to listen to any of it because you know why?" I said before I took a deep breath. "Because every time I look at you, you remind me of how horrible guys can be! I can't trust people like you" I said before walking away from him.

"I like you! Okay!" He said but I didn't look back and continue to walk to his car.

"I like you! I like how you smile, how you laugh, how you cry, how funny you are, how nice you are, how you dress and how you try to impress. I like everything about you!" He shouted and I stopped walking.

I didn't know that he likes me so that's why he's acting that way. Even if he doesn't want to admit that he's jealous of Mike, I could tell. I feel the same for him but I don't want this to happen. I don't want to fall for someone who's supposed to control me. I don't want this because I know it's not going to work out. He has everything in his hands that he needs while I don't. He's mysterious and he has issues. He's unpredictable and my womanly instincts just told me that I should stay away from guys like him because I know he's dangerous and maybe one day, I'll only end up like how I started because of him. I'd feel lonely and empty.

Author's Note

I'm so excited to write the next chapters. Ahhhh. I just want Harry and Olivia to happen lmfao.