The Death of Me (Dark Harry Styles and Zayn Malik)

Chapter 6

Alexis Childers' P.O.V

Harry and I walked out of the hospital hand in hand. I had my left arm in a sling because the doctor said that I had dislocated my shoulder. Once Harry and I were getting close to his car we were surrounded by paparazzi.
"Harry, who's this?" One asked.
"Is this your girlfriend?" Another asked.
Harry didn't say anything and continued to lead me to the car. He opened the passenger's door for me then went to the driver's side. I tried to put on my seatbelt, but it was really difficult. Harry reached over my body and grabbed the seatbelt. He pulled over my body then buckled it.
"Thank you," I mumbled.
Harry didn't say anything and started driving out of the parking lot. The car ride was silent. I looked out the window and watched everything pass by.
After what seemed like ages, the car stopped. I looked around to see we were in the middle of nowhere.
Harry got out of the car and walked around to my side. He opened the door and grabbed my good arm. He pulled me out of the car.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
He pressed me against the car door and roughly kissed me. I didn't kiss back. I tried to pull my face away from him. Harry placed his hands on my hips then started slowly grinding into me. I held back the moan trying to escape my mouth.
"I want you so bad," Harry said as he began undoing the button on his jeans.
I used my right hand to push him away, but it had no effect.
"Harry, stop. Please," I said.
He ignored me and reached for the button on my jeans. I kneed him in the crotch which caused him to double over. I quickly took my chance to run away. I sprinted down the road. I looked over my shoulder to see Harry catching up to me. I picked up my speed. I could see a car in the distance. I used my good arm to wave down the driver. A pair of arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me off the ground.
"Where do you think you're going?" Harry asked.
"Let me go!" I yelled. "Help! Help!"
The car got closer and pulled over in front of us. Harry put me in the car as a man got out.
"What's going on here?" He asked.
"He's trying to-"
Harry gave me a look. "We were just arguing," Harry answered.
"It doesn't look like arguing," the man replied. He looked at me. "Are you okay?"
"Why don't you just go back to your car?" Harry asked.
"I'm calling the police," the man said. He turned around and began walking to his car.
Harry opened the glove compartment and pulled out a gun. Next thing I knew the man fell to the ground dead.
I climbed over to the driver's seat and got out of the car. I ran to the man, but Harry grabbed me before I could go.
"Let me go!" I screamed as I tried to get out of his grip.
He pulled me to the car and threw me in the backseat. He climbed on me and held me down.
"If you run off again I will not hesitate to kill you too," Harry threatened.
He climbed off me and went to the driver's seat.
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I laid wide awake on Harry's bed. He had his arm protectively wrapped around my waist.
"I only treat you like this because I love you," Harry said as he kissed my shoulder. I didn't say anything. "You're mine and I want everybody to know that."
His hand began running up and down my thigh. I ran a hand through my hair as he leaned in to kiss me. His lips captured mine but mine refused to move. Harry climbed on me and began taking off my clothes.