Apex- AU HS FANFIC

Chapter 34

Her Pov*

I sat on my kitchen counter. It had been hours since Josh and Harry left and it left me uneasy. I was nervous. Anxious. 

Anne and Gem were over, everybody was here but I refused to talk to anybody. I refused to acknowledge anyone. I was in my own head. I was angry, hurt and confused. 

Why did Jerry poison me? Was it because of my relationship with Harry? Why the fuck didn't Harry listen to me when I told him not to go? Questions ran through my head as Harry walked into the kitchen, he was looking at me. I glared, he only leaned against the doorway while he wiped his knuckles on a cloth. 

"Don't." I warned as he opened his mouth, I jumped down. I was so fucking pissed I couldn't even begin to fucking process everything. 

"Easy there baby. You're not going anywhere. Not till you explain what's running through that pretty little head of yours." He stopped me from leaving the kitchen but I stepped away from his hands. 

"Don't touch me." He repositioned himself in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest as he examined me. 

"What's with the attitude?" I laughed bitterly at his question. My hands were held infront of me in defense and they trembled in anger. 

"How fucking dare you ask me that question! You're a fucking idiot, Harry! You know exactly what you did and I'm not going to fucking play your goddamn games!" I was yelling, nobody knew how to calm me down, even Harry who looked surprised. I never yell but I was fucking pissed. 

"Grace I think you need to calm down." Maricela squeaked out and I snapped my head in her direction, scaring her. 

"Fuck you! Do not tell me to calm down. This is between me and Harry. Stay the fuck out of it." I pushed passed Harry to go upstairs. 

"Don't fucking follow us." I snapped at Josh who tried to come up and calm me down, he looked terrified. The rage I felt was beyond anything I had felt before. Harry just glared at me as we walked into my room, I slammed the door shut behind him.

"You're being dramatic." 

"How the fuck am I being dramatic, Harry. I died. 9 times. My heart fucking stopped. How the fuck could you be so stupid and leave? I begged you not to. You, not once, took my feelings into consideration. Your mother, Harry! Your mother cried because if that lunatic tried to kill me what was he going to do to you?" I yelled at him. He just tilted his head as he heard my out with his arms crossed. 

"You never fucking stop to think and I'm fucking shaking in anger, Harry. I was worried sick about you, literally sick, about you, you bastard! Never fucking do that again you selfish prick!" I held my hands up as they shook and he darkened.

"Everything I fucking did was for you! You're my girlfriend, my apex. My goddamn queen! How the fuck do you have the balls to call me selfish? Everything I did was for you! Every fucking thing that I went through those 2 days was worse than a fucking death! I'd rather it be me on that goddamn bed than you. I don't understand how you could sit so calmly knowing very where there was a murder attempt on you." He growled, he pinned me to the door. His hands on either side of my head as his face lowered to mine. He was pissed. 

"I have the balls to call you out on your goddamn bullshit. I didn't sit calmly, Harry. I didn't have time to fucking process anything! You on the other hand jumped before you could think. Did you ever think for a second that I needed you then?" I stopped my rant to shrug my shoulders as I stared into his dark eyes. His eyes narrowed, never once softened. 

"No, you didn't did you? You got angry. You reacted. You left. It's like that." My voice was quiet now. I was no longer yelling but I was just as angry. 

"That's excessive. You're my queen. I vowed to love and protect you from anything that could possibly hurt you. I only reacted to my vow." He growled and I rolled my eyes and pushed him away, opening my door to walk out. 

"Well, my love, you failed. For you didn't take into consideration you could possibly hurt me, now did you?" I closed it behind me as I walked down the stairs. I went into the kitchen to grab something to eat. 

Nobody knew how to approach me, they've never heard or seen me yell before. I hardly got angry and no doubt in my mind they heard our entire argument. 

I was in the middle of making a sandwich when Harry walked in. He sat on the stools on the island next to his mother. He issued his own apologies to her before placing his chin on his hand as he watched me. I was still angry he didn't see my side. 

I continued to make my sandwich, passing by my sister who was making her own. "I'm sorry." I whispered and kissed the back of her head as I walked to the living room. Harry sat across from me, staring at me but I was in no position to argue with him. I was still fuming but nonetheless he watched me eat. His eyes never left me. 

I rolled my eyes as I finally made eye contact with him when I was done. I walked into the kitchen and began to wash my dish. I turned to see Harry rushing over to me. 

"Alright. You're done. You've had your little tantrum." He growled, he set me on the counter and I crossed my arms as I stared down at him. 

"You done?" He asked through gritted teeth, his body kept me in place, pressed on the counter to keep me from moving. I just crossed my arms and stared at him, same stare as ever. 

"Answer one question for me darling." He moved one of his hands over his face as he let out a deep sigh. I stared at him, waiting. 

"Do you love me?"