Make You Mine(H.S.)

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It was the dreaded day of Harry's match I was required to go to and I was currently hiding in the closet. He had somehow managed to pass by it several times without bothering to look inside. I could tell he was getting frustrated by the shortness of his breaths.

"Damn it Laila, I told you we had to leave 5 minutes ago!"

I tried not to laugh and reveal my hiding spot, but I accidentally let a giggle escape out of my mouth. All of a sudden, I saw his shadow pause right in front of the closet door and I knew it was over. I saw the smirk glowing on his face when he opened the door and his eyes zeroed in on me.

I saw an opening between him and the door and jumped up to run out. He extended his arm and caught me before I could escape and drew me into his chest.

"Caught ya," he mumbled and kissed the top of my head. I wrinkled my face and he laughed.

"You'll get used to it," he chuckled. He lifted me up slightly so that my feet rested upon his and he walked us towards the door. I couldn't help but laugh because he looked like a penguin who was trying to waddle across the room.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

"Walking you out to the car."

"I think you took it literally," I laughed.

He struggled going down the steps and so he moved me onto his back. We soon reached the car and he lifted me into the passenger seat.

"Do I have to go?"

"Absolutely."

"I don't want to."

"You don't have a choice love."

I frowned and turned to face the window. He tried to put his hand on my leg, but I slapped it away. I decided to ignore him for the rest of the ride.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome back our undefeated champion Harry Styles!!!!" Niall announced and the crowd roared like crazy. Harry hopped up into the ring and pumped his fist in the air.

"Harry will be off to the World Championships for boxing in the states in a week!"

My heart sank and my eyes widened. He never said anything about this. Perhaps he'd leave me here. Then I could finally get the chance to get back to my family.

He scanned the crowd until his eyes landed on me. I watched his tongue swipe across his lips and he winked at me. Some girls behind me squealed thinking he had winked at them. I rolled my eyes and he laughed.

His opponent was huge compared to him! I was worried he wouldnt even make it through the first round. I think his name was Mot. Niall stepped out of the ring and rang the bell to start the match. Harry and his opponent circled around the ring waiting for the right moment to pounce.

His opponent lunged towards him but Harry swiftly moved to the side and dug his foot into the guy's right leg. He stumbled a little allowing Harry to jab his left side with his fist. Mot swung at him and caught him in the shoulder causing him to stagger backwards before burying his foot deep into Mot's stomach. He collapsed on the ground and Niall quickly hopped back into the ring to call the end of the first round.

I covered my face most of the time so I wouldn't see the blood being shed in the ring. It wasn't that I was a wimp who couldn't watch a fight, it was just that I had a bad past with being caught in a fight.

I was heading home from school when I was yanked into an alley and beaten pretty badly by some older guys who went to my school. They didn't say a word the whole time and never really had a reason why they did it, but ever since that, the thought and sight of fighting always made me uneasy.