Aim ➸ Harry Styles.

Chapter 11. ✿

Khloe’s POV.

It was happening. It was real. Harry was already standing and he and Shane were face to face, although Shane was wider than Harry when it came to body structure, Harry was taller and from what I gathered through the experience of knowing him, he could throw a few punches there and then.

“Styles, hey calm down, I came here to talk not to fight,” Shane said putting his hand on Harry’s shoulder. Bad Idea.

“You never really were one to talk,” Harry replied. He voice was much calmer and quiet than I thought it would be.

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Harry’s POV.

I’m trying to keep my anger in check, but I don’t know how longer I can keep this up.

“Well, people change you know,” I heard Shane’s voice once again and the words that came out of his mouth were one hell of a lie.          

*Flashback*

 

“Styles, what are you doing come back here!” He was shouting now and with every shout and word that fell from his mouth, the more I despised him. He ruined me, that little good left inside me was probably gone and I don’t know if I would be able to find it again.

 

“Don’t tell me what to do! You are a fucking prick, that’s what you are, picking on us all, pressuring us to do all you shitty business! Well I had enough, you can get him yourself, I’m not risking ruining my whole life just because you don’t have one!” I was full on yelling at him, he stood there taking it all in before he stepped closer to me.

 

“I have a live more than you ever will, I tried to move on, you know I did, I just can’t, it’s not easy to let go of someone that you loved,”

 

“Are you even listening to yourself? You killed a person Shane! How is that trying to move on to a better life? You know what? You’ll never change, you’ll always be a bitter lonely person, and I’m not going to be around to experience your all time low, I know you too much.” With that I walked away proud of myself that I finally stood up to him. I was a little bit surprised that he would come after me, but he didn’t.

 

*End of flashback*

Now years later here he was, standing right in front of me, telling me that people change, when a few days ago he threatened to hurt someone I love and injure me. He never changed and never will.

“Yeah right, what do you want? And why have you been stalking us all this time?” I wasn’t going to let him use me not again.

“I just want to talk for a bit, sit.” As he said so, he took a seat next to Khloe and put his arms around her. My heart began to beat even faster and I could feel nothing but anger for the man. I saw Khloe shift uncomfortably trying to take his arm off of her.