Bad Boy Is Back [Harry Styles Fan Fiction] ON HOLD

Chapter - Eleven (part two)

(A/N): I don't want you guys unsatisfied so I am double updating, I appreciate all your kind words. And I am trying to make this chapter slightly longer, but if it goes on for to long it gets boring sometimes! So bare with me okay, I have some free time on my hands so I didn't mind updating twice. I love you all xoxo don't forget to comment and vote.

Harry's P.O.V

"Oh really Harry? then please, enlighten me on how Lou is currently upstairs, and you are just getting home." She spat at me, complete disapproval written on her facial features. Crossing her arms over her chest, she waits impatiently for me to respond.

There are so many bloody ways I could go about this, I'm not up for a fight but I know damn well I'm going to get one. "I met with my ex girlfriend, Blake."

Anger was already filling the room, but the moment I said those words she went into complete rage. I couldn't blame her really, I lied. I don't know why I lied, but I did. I thought that it would be a good idea to meet up with Blake, and I was so fucking wrong. That fucked me up, in the worst possible way. My emotions right now are fucked, and the last thing I want to do is take it out on her but I won't be able to keep calm.

"I knew it," she cried, "you're seeing another fucking women again."

That stung, I regret the first time anything happened and it was an unfortunate situation. "I'm not seeing anyone," I defended myself through gritted teeth, trying to keep calm.

"I'm sorry for lying, I don't know why I d-"

"Bullshit!" She yelled angrily, stomping her foot like a child.

"We aren't doing this," I growled,

"Yes we fucking are," She hissed, "you lied to me. You lied to my face."

"I know, and I'm sorry. Do you understand me?" I asked, I know sorry doesn't fix everything but it was worth shot.

"No, do you understand me?" She mocked, "I can't keep doing this with you, you constantly say you are going to change. That you're going to open up to me, and you don't. Do you know how mentally fucked up this makes me!?"

I tried to hold it in, I tried but I couldn't and I just screamed things at her. Punching a whole into the wall, I let my head rest against it as I took in deep breath. "All's I've ever done was fuck shit up," I cried to her, really cried a tear slipped down my cheek and I know the only reason I'm honestly crying is because of past memories coming up, and the fact that she's mad at me right now.

She was quiet, I didn't look at her. I was expecting her to continue yelling but she didn't she stood their as I had a break down, and within minutes I spoke up again. "I've had such a fucked up past, Alyssa. I'm so sorry for dragging you into all of this, I should have told you to steer clear."

I heard her sigh, "I ruin everything, I break the hearts of the ones I love." I cried, I was crying hard and I was ashamed to be acting this way in front of her but as hard as it is to say I'm so fucked up and broken. I'm not me, I am not the sixteen year old that was dating Blake, I'm such a darker and angrier person now.

"That isn't true..." She said quietly, i was still leaning against the wall to ashamed to make eye contact with her. A gasp left my lips at the contact of her lips meeting the skin on the back of my neck. Her arms wrapped around me and she kissed me repeatedly.

"I've only ever wanted you to be honest with me, Harry." She said softly, kissing the back of my neck again. I turned around, looking her in the eyes. Mine had to be all red and puffy, but I nodded my head.

"Did you do anything with her?" Her voice cracked, and she looked away as she asked me the horrifying question I shook my head quickly.

"Baby, no. I would never do that, never again." I told her, she let out a sigh of relief.