Heres To Us 1

Chapter 2

Here's To Us: Chapter Two

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Adelaine's POV

"What the hell?! You really must like covering people's mouths and pushing them around!" I shouted and shoved him off. "You need to calm your ass down." He growled and shoved me back.

"Why!? So you can hurt me more!? What can the famous Harry Styles want now!?" I groan and lean against the brick wall.

"I saw you talking to George Shelly." Harry said. "Okay? And?" I laugh bitterly. Then there was a little pause. I started to analyze all the information that just happened before me.

"Wait - you're jealous!" I laugh. "No. I'm not." He protested. "Ha! Yes you are. Don't deny it." I tease.

His face turned pale and more serious. He grabbed my shoulders and slammed my back against the light pole. The pain ran throughout my body as it forcefully hit between my shoulder blades.

I wanted to cry so badly, but I didn't want to satisfy him. As if my arm didn't already hurt enough.

"God Harry, back off. You already skinned my fucking arm." I try to laugh and show him no emotion. "Stop trying to act like I don't hurt you. You know I just hurt you." He shouted in my face. "You don't. What do you want me to do? Lie?" I laughed for real this time.

"Stop laughing! God, you're not making this any easier!" He pushed my body more causing more pain. I caught myself in a whimper. I was about to cry. I didn't want my voice to break.

"What am I not making easy?" I don't trust my voice. "This." He said quickly before kissing me heavily.

Oh hell no.

I push through my back pain and shove him off of me with all the power I could collect. "What the hell is your problem?!" He asked, clearly offended.

"My problem is that you're over here kissing me like we're in some type of romance movie! First you wanna skin my arm and hurt my back, then you're over here sucking my face off!" I exploded.

"Don't you ever push me again. And if you even think about telling Gemma any of this or anyone else, I will hurt you Adelaine. More than I've already have. You and I both know I hurt you." He threatened.

"You wouldn't dare touch me." I scoff.

"Wanna bet?"

"Sure." I smirk. "Don't play with me Evans." He stepped closer.

But I wanna play." I curl my lip and pushed his chest with my index finger.

He laughs bitterly. "You don't get it do you?

"I guess not. Mind clarifying for me?" I said in a very girly voice.

"You're supposed to be afraid of me. You have to listen to me. Be like the other girl that listen to me." He explained, clearly frustrated.

"Well, I'm not another girl. Unlike them, I'm not afraid of you."

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"Where've you been honey?" My mom asked as I walked in. "I just drove around." I said. "Sorry I didn't get your muffins today." I sat down on the couch.

"It's alright honey. You can make up for it! Anne invited us to dinner tonight!" She smiled and sat on the lounge chair.

"Do I have to go?" I groaned. The last thing I wanna do is be near Harry. I can't stand him.

"Yes, why wouldn't you want to go? You love going to their house." She asked curiously. She's right. I never miss an opportunity to go over Gemma's. Mainly because Harry wasn't home for a couple of years.

"I really don't feel well. I haven't since yesterday. And I don't want to get them sick." I tired coughing.

"Eh, close enough. I'll just say you were throwing up. But just this time." She laughed. "Okay, thanks mom. Love you." I hugged her and quickly ran up to my room.

Being in my room alone got me thinking. Why the hell would he kiss me? Jesus that pissed me off.

I decided to grab my laptop and get on WeHeartIt. I scrolled down the pages and liked almost all of them.

As soon as I logged off it was already dusk. Damn.

"Honey, its 6 o'clock. We're leaving now." My mom and dad appeared at my door way. "Okay, bye. Love you." I stood up and gave them a kiss. "Get some rest honey. You better be asleep by the time we get back." My dad said adjusting his tie.

"Okay. I will be. Bye." I said annoyed. My dad gives me a look. "I will be." I squeak and playfully roll my eyes. They say nothing more and leave downstairs.

I want until I hear the front door close and lock. I quickly run to my iHome speaker and played my spring playlist. I turned it all the way up.

I quickly ran down the stairs to grab something to eat. Sure enough I could hear the pounding music from upstairs.

I grabbed an apple from the bottom drawer of the fridge. I quickly rinsed it off with the tap water. The all of a sudden, my music completely stops and I become panicked. I slowly grab a knife from its organizer and remove my flats.

I don't know who was in my room but I knew for sure, something was in there. I slowly climbed the stairs with an apple in one hand and a knife in another. I know it was dangerous but, I could care less.

"Adelaine!?" A dark figure appeared in the dark hallway and I threw my apple at it. I quickly turned on the hallway light as soon as I figured out I hit Harry.

"Ow!"

"You idiot! What are you doing in here! God you scared the hell out of me!" My voice filled the hallway. "Jesus, Harry." I was panting hard with the knife still in my hand.

"You hit me with a apple! What are you, Snow White now?" He rubs his head. "You snook into my house! What else am I supposed to do!? How the hell did you even get in here?" I ask, frustrated as ever. "I have my ways. And what the hell were you going to do with that knife?" He asks backing away.

"Oh, so now I scare you?" I scoff. "Funny." He states bitterly. "I don't find anything amusing." I say sternly. He just sighs deeply. "What do you want anyway?" I ask leaning on my right side. "I don't know." He shrugs casually.

"Aren't you supposed to be at dinner?" I ask. "Aren't you?" He threw back. "Point made. Now get the hell out." I point down the stairs with the knife in my hand. "A bit rude don't you think?" He cocks his head to the side and crosses his arms. "Indeed." I smile and put my hand down.

"You don't want to hang out here? Watch a movie or something?" He suggested.

I shifted uncomfortably. I've never hung out with Harry before. It'll be awkward. This is the most we've ever talked.

"I guess not." He laughed at himself. I guess he read my uncomfortable movement.

He walked past me and lightly pushed my shoulder. I groaned at the pain he just cause my back as he hit my shoulder. "Wait." I blurted. I wanted him to stay. But I knew it would be extremely awkward and I need to stay distant. Especially with him.

"Take this down there on your way out." I slowly pass him the knife. I could tell he was expecting me to let him stay.

"Oh okay." He said and took it from my hand gently. I felt seriously bad.

"Bye, Addy." I could hear a smirk in his voice. That asshole. He wanted me to feel bad for him.

"Asshole." I called.

"Oh Adelaine, you'll never learn, will you?"