Dominant (Harry Styles)

Chapter 63

Harry's P.O.V

　

We follow Gemma down the steps until we reach Louis by the front door, almost pacing. When he hears my boots click against the floor he snaps his head towards us and practicially runs towards me.

"Harry, I don't know how the fuck he got here, but he's outside-"

"Who the fuck are you talking about?" I ask, not knowing why Louis would be this frantic.

"Uhm, uh.. Shit, what the hell is his name?" Louis says, closing his eyes as his mouth moves trying to remeber.

"Fucks sake," I mutter, brushing passed Louis and to the door. It must not be anyone important if he can't even remember their name.

I open the door and feel Allison right behind me, trying to catch up. I step out into the cold weather, looking around until my eyes spot that familar person, standing at the bottom of the steps with a smirk on his damn ugly face. Allison bumps into my back, but I don't move, I just continue to stare at the asshole I beat the shit out.

"Tate?" Allison almost whispers, and the guy smiles wider.

"What a pleasant surprise, finding you here." Tate says, not moving from the bottom steps, "What a lovely evening right?"

"What the hell do you want?" I ask him, confused on to why he's here, at my parents house on New Years.

"You haven't figured it out yet?" He asks, turning his head towards Allison, "You really kept your mouth shut?"

I look to Allison, whose eyes are wide and she's biting down on her lip. She looks over to me and I raise my eyebrows, growing impatient with all this bullshit talk.

"What the hell is he talking about?" I ask her, pointing to where he stands, she shrugs hes shoulders lightly.

"I don't know, he's crazy-"

"Oh cut the bullshut, Allison." Tate speaks up, and my blood boils.

"Don't you fucking talk to my girlfriend like that." I yell at him, Allison stopping me as I begin to walk down the steps.

"Harry don't." She begs me, her lips are quivering because of how cold it is outside.

"What's wrong, Allison? Let him come down here, scared he'll get his ass beat this time?" He taunts me, and I clench my fists.

"What the fuck is your problem, mate? I don't want to fight you again." I say, watchig him shake his head.

"Yeah, mate," He quotes the air mocking me, "Well I do. I want to embarrass you like you did me at my own club. It's only fair right? I mean I know ruining your car and trying to break into your house was pretty bad, but that was just me warming up, Styles. I want to round 2."

I swear everything in my body from trying to stay calm changes and they only thing I want to do is beat the shit out of him, I don't care if all my parents family is here.

"You," I point my finger at him, ignoring Allison's comments to stop, "You were the fucking shithead  that did that to me? To my car?"

Tate laughs, "Yup, 'twas all me. I thought Allison would have told you by now, she came by my work trying to tell me to leave you alone."

My eyes widen a little but as I slowly turn towards Allison. She's shaking her head. She looks so scared, but I would be too. I must look like a fucking pyscho with how mad I am right now.

"You knew he was doing this?" I ask, almost not believing him.

"No, Harry, that's not how it went. He cornered me at the library and was threatning you and he said he would hurt you worse if I told you so I didn't know what to do so I-"