She ~ Harry styles fan fiction

13

We drive back in silence. Complete dead silence. I don't dare say anything to Harry I can tell how angry he is. I can't help but look at him because he has blood dripping down his face. We pull back into the garage and I follow him in silence.

"Go to bed." He signals for me to walk upstairs.

"Harry wait..." I follow after him into the kitchen. "Let me help you." I say. I grab an ice pack out of the fridge and hand it to him. He pushes it against his face and takes a seat at the counter.

"Your neck." He points at my neck and I realize there is probably a few marks on it from that man. I rub my neck and my eyes start to well up thinking of everything that just happened. He walks over to me slowly and lifts me on to the counter like before when Ashton hit me. He runs his hands on the marks on my neck and analyzes the bruises. He leans into my neck and I feel his lip gently press against the sensitive areas.

"Harry." I whisper. Trust me, I don't want him to stop but i'm concerned with him too.

"I hate that man." He pulls away from me and I look at him in confusion.

"You work for that man Harry. You have a choice." I say crossing my arms. I notice I have blood on the sleeve of my white dress from Harry's face.

"No I didn't have a choice Bella." He continues to run his hand over my bruises trying to avoid the subject.

"What do you mean." I ask him.

"I don't want to talk about it." He pulls away from me and opens the door to the fridge and grabs a beer. He uses his teeth to open the cap and spits it out in the ground.

"Vance plays dirty. He knew I wouldn't be able to take three men on at once. And then he..." He slams the fridge door shut making me flinch.

"And then he what?" I slid off the counter and walk up closer to him.

"He went after you." He looks down at me. "When he knows you can't defend yourself. And what was I supposed to do." I am at a loss of words. I honestly can't tell where Harry's head is at. Does he want me for this plan or does Micheal just want me for that.

"He mentioned my Mother." I quickly forget about what he was saying and remember what Micheal said. "He said he would lock me up like my mother. I always knew she was killed but I didn't know she might have been taken by Savage then killed". I back up from Harry. "How do I know your not like all those other men." I say.

"Jesus christ Bella. I am! I'm just as horrible and cruel as the rest of the members. This can't happen. Please go to your room before we do something we regret." He chugs the rest of his beer and I cross my arms.

"No." I rush over to harry and throw his beer on the ground shattering the glass on the floor.

"What the hell!" He screams at me and I cut him off by pushing my lips to his. He runs his hands up my body and lifts me into his arms. He doesn't hesitate to kiss me harshly as if he waiting for this to happen. I wrap my legs around his waist and feel him against me sending chills down my body. He sets me back on the counter and continues running his hands up and down my side.

"Harry... wait." I push him off of me not knowing what i'm actully doing.

"You kissed me Bella." He grabs the ice pack and puts it back on his head.

"I know Harry. I'm just... I don't know... confused! I am so confused by all of this." I climb off the counter and cross my arms as we stand apart. "You told me I was here for this plan... but then you kissed me and I feel like..."I stutter.

"Like what?" He asks.

"That you don't just want me here for this plan. Maybe you did at first but now... now it's more of Micheals and Savage's plan." I say and I immediately regret it.

"When will you understand i'm not here to help you!" He slams his fist against the counter making me flinch.

"Because you kissed me Harry!" I cry.

"Do you think that means anything to me Bella. My job was to kidnap and keep you alive until Vance needs you. That's it." He's trying to hurt me and it worked.

"Fine Harry." I storm past and start to run about the stairs with tears falling down my face.

I get into my room and slam the door and lock it in spite of Harry. I lay there on my bed wondering how I got in this situation. There's a loud knock on the door and shoot it realizing how mad he will be that I locked the door.

"Bella open the fucking door!" Harry pounds on the door and back up in fear.

"Harry leave me alone." I scream and sit back down on my bed. Suddenly I hear another pound on the door following with another. I can tell he's kicking the door and I stand back in fear. The door comes crashing down and he stands there with his knuckles clenched and jaw tightened.

"Bella." He loosens up and walks over to me me. "Listen. I'm just as powerful as the other Savage men. I work for Michael and there is nothing I can do about that but I feel the need to protect you." He joins me on my bed and I look up at him in confusion.

"You just said you aren't here to help me." I remind. Maybe he will see how back and fourth he is.

"I know what I said." He rubs his head in annoyance.

"This day has been emotionally exhausting. I know your just as powerful as the other guys and trust me I fear you as much as I do everyone else." I try to scoot away from him but he's not budging.

"I'm sleeping in here." He takes off his jacket and his shirt and lays down in my bed. I roll my eyes and get up to change. He acts like a child sometimes.

"Don't look." I look over to him and he's obviously not going to listen to me. "Fine, I'll change in the bathroom." I say grabbing my clothes.

"No I won't look." He turns around facing his head in the pillow. I slip off my dress and keep peaking behind me to see if he's looking. I put on a tight fitting long sleeve shirt and matching shorts and climb into bed. I face away from Harry and feel his arm sneak around my waist and pull me in his chest. I'm tense for a moment before meeting my body rest up against him. At this point i'm too exhausted to fight him.