Give Me Love//H.S

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We were finally in the car on the way back after an hour of silence. Harry didn't talk to me the whole time. He would only demand me to do something, or making sure I was okay. Right now I didn't want to be around him, and quite frankly it sounded like a good idea. Harry and I haven't had a fight before and I wasn't sure at this point what to do.

"I wont be staying tonight". He mumbled over the radio.

I leaned up and shut it off and turned to face the window.

"I figured". I said.

I didn't want to sound upset but he's making me feel ways and I hated it. He never wanted to talk about it and it pissed me off. He would bother the shit out of me if I was feeling down. Why cant he let me in and help him. As we pulled into the driveway I didn't even wait for the car to stop at this point. I grabbed my bag and stormed to the door, Harry right behind me.

"Goodnight". I said and slammed the door, but he stopped it with his body.

"Are you seriously acting like this? Why cant you just let things go"? He asked.

I ignored him and walked up to my room. As long as I didn't look at him I wouldn't break. I can't let him slide with this one and have him think he did nothing wrong.

"Oh so now you aren't talking to me"? He asked.

I nodded and grabbed a bag from the closet. If he wasn't staying here I was going to Eleanor's. I didn't care if I had to walk there. He grabbed my bag from my hands and I sighed.

"Will you fucking stop and talk to me"! He yelled.

I stayed silent. He was not going to yell at me like that. Not when he started this one. I turned to look at him and his face showed sorrow. I didn't care.

"You want me to tell you what's wrong"? I laughed and grabbed my bag once again.

"Yes. Are you mad at me"? He asked.

I rolled my eyes and turned to face him again.

"I cant stand this right now. You don't want to let me in, you don't want anything to do with me when you are upset and here we are. I'm upset and you want to talk to me. The tables turned, didn't they"? I asked and shoved the clothes in the bag.

"I'm not used to talking to someone about my problems. I deal with it differently". He said.

I didn't want to listen to his shit right now. I just needed to get away from him for a day or so.

"So when there is a fight, you're just going to pack up and walk off"? He asked and I nodded.

With the last of the items I grabbed my jeans off the bed and walked past him to go downstairs. He followed me until we got to the kitchen. I grabbed my purse off the counter and checked to see if I had my house keys but they weren't there.

"Give me my keys". I said holding onto the counter.

"Talk to me, then you can have them". He said.

I gritted my teeth and turned to face him. From where I was I could see my keys in his pocket.

"Fine. You want to talk. Lets talk. Who was following us earlier"? I asked.

He shook his head and scoffed. He turned to the basement door and then back to me.

"Ask something else". He said.

"ASK WHAT"! I asked.

He stepped closer to me and I pushed him away.

"No. You don't tell me anything. I have to find out myself when its to late. Darien is after me, you decided not to tell me but I had to find out myself when I opened the door to him. Oh don't forget the time behind the shop, Where your men beat the shit out of that guy all because he said something in a sexual way. Oh and my favorite is on the way back from the ice cream shop some car followed us and you refused to tell me. Now I don't know about you but that's not how a relationship works Harry". I said.

His facial features were tensed. He was angry, but I don't care. So was I.

"I didn't tell you those things because you had enough to worry about. God forbid I make you anymore anxious then you are on a daily basis. I didn't want to fuck you up even more then what you already are". He said.

My heart stopped. Did he really think I was fucked up on a daily basis? How could he say that to me? He knew me out of anybody.

"I opened up to you and told you things about myself that I never told anybody, and your going to use that against me? You're a piece of shit". I said and walked right past him.

"Kate, please I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way". He said.

I hit his arms off of me and stormed out of the house. I'm shocked. I'm hurt and I'm sick to my stomach.

"KATE"! He yelled.

"No. You don't get to fix it this time. I'm done. I hate you. I knew I should have waited with everything that dealt with you. I fucking hate you". I said as tears came out.

I finally broke and it was because of him. The person I thought that would never do that to me. He stabbed me deep. I was so done with it. I didn't care where I went. I just needed to go. My feet led me into every direction until I made it to Eleanor's. She was home and I couldn't have been happier. I walked up to her front door and rang the bell. When she opened the door her sleel deprived face made me regret coming. I should have waited

"Kate. What happened"? She asked pulling me into a hug.

"Can I stay here for a day or so"? I asked.

She didn't say anything as she let me walk past her.

"Is anybody here"? I asked.

She shook her head and grabbed my bag.

"No. Louis is out until Friday". She said.

I gave her a small smile and sat down on the couch, pulling my legs to my chest. She sat across from me and her expressions didn't change.

"Okay. Spill your guts. What happened and who do I have to chew out"? She asked.

I took a deep breath and shut my eyes. I needed to vent. But would Harry like it if I told his best friends girlfriend what happened?

"It was Harry". I sighed and began to vent to my new best friend.

"Let's make it official. Coffee or tea?" She asked as i sighed.