Directorious

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Just as i thought he was going to literally kill me, he walks right past me towards the bed, shuvs his trousers on, and lays there shirtless. He puts his hands behind his head, leaving his muscular tattoo filled upper-body fully exposed, he glares at me as if hes disgusted by the sight of me. I just stand there speechless staring at his actions.

"Like what you see?" he smirks.

"Ive seen better" i lie.

"Oh Yes that's right... of-course you have..."

He pauses for a sec, before leaning back even further, .

"Your now a whore that's why"

Ouch.

His words dug deep into me. But i put on a brave face and acted as if i didn't hear his words and began packing away my makeup within my bag, detangling my hair.

"Giving me the silent treatment are we?" he smirks yet again.

flashback*

"So giving me the silent treatment aye"

"Nothing has changed" i quietly mutter to myself, yet he manages to hear

"You have changed" he answers intimidatingly.

"And you haven't" Stop it stop giving him what he wants Ariana.

"That's because ........" he gets off the bed; standing facing me with his hands in his pocket

"I'm not a whore like you" he replies.

"Correct" i pause.

"Your not a Whore" a small smile appears on his face.

"Your a Manwhore".

Within minutes his expressions turn serious, lines form on his forehead, fists clench in pockets.

Iv hurt you Harry haven't i, Not as much as you hurt me, im just playing your games Harry, after all i think you will agree ive learnt from the best.

He takes a deep breath, releasing his anger i suppose, then looks me in the eyes.

"You may leave now" He cannot be fucking serious. Why has he all of the sudden turned so bitter.

"No You may leave" i copy. He kept walking foreward at fast pace, making me walk backwards until my back met the door, his arms soon caged my petite body.

"I said You may leave Now!" he barks in my face, until my false eyelashes flutter.

the consequences of ignoring; he just shouts louder .

"When i say leave; you leave Ok!" he talking as if I'm still that old redheaded bimbo brain.

"Are you trying to play Simon says with me ....

Oh wait you play that for a living".

Boy i felt brave after saying that. Too bad good things dont last as soon my eyes automatically start squinting by the sudden incounter of his face moving closer to mine.

DING DONG* thank gawd.

"Room Service" the young women spoke.

"WE DONT NEED ANYTHING" he shouts; Oh no your not going to be the reason for my death Harry "COME IN!" i shout from the top of my lungs. And manage to open the door before His hands reach it.

He lets go of blocking my space and begins acting casual, shes a bit taken back by us being in the room, she must also be a fan. Great.

"Ca can i get both of your autographs and a a picture" she slutters.

"Of-course" he fakely grins.

"Can you two come a bit closer" She instructs. So ofcourse Harry goes all out and grabs me, Staring at the camera smiling.

"Thank you thank you so much" she giggles in nervousness.

"How may i help you?" she asks; but ofcourse i didnt really need her, she is just here for my protection.

"Could you please provide us with some new bed sheets"

Harry immediately turns his head round facing me, making me realize how wrong that sounded.

"Hehe alright, dont work yourselves out too much" she laughs taking out the bedsheets. Great now she thinks ive slept with him, well i have but ...not urhhh.

"Why didnt you just get out" i whisper to him.

"Shut up" he replies in my ear hole.

"Make me" why the hell did i say that -___-

A cheeky smirk appears on his evil face, as he quickly pushes his lips against mine, i try to break free, yet he locks me in by the help of his tongue, he tightly grabs the side of my face with both hands; allowing full control; i Kick him where the sun doesn't usually shine and he finally lets go.

"Fuck!" he shouts.

"Hehe" she giggles.

"You may leave now" Harry fakely grins telling her who's boss.

She exists.

And as soon as she does he Grabs hold of my hand; picks my bag up and forces me to walk outside the hotel with him;" Everyone's staring", "I really don't care", he grabs tighter "You may not but i ..." "Shut up and dont say make me because then you will no...", i shut up immediately he smirks.

He reaches out for my waist putting me under his arm; i can almost completely fit under his arm even with heels on.

Paparazzi arrive; firing flashes towards us. i haven't faced this much media yet at all; it sends shivers down my spin; sometimes i just hate the attention; i hate it all.

"Harry Harry HARRY!" they all shout in his face.

"IS THAT YOUR NEW TARGET IS IT IS IT" the man laughes.

"Looks like a tasty meal for the night i must say"

"HEY HARRY ARIANA OH LORD IS THAT ARIANA GRANDE; GURL WHAT YOU DOING WITH THIS GUY"

"YEAH WHAT YOU DOING WITH HIM!"

I accidently squeeze him tighter; due to the fear of that guy screaming

"BIG SEAN WONT BE HAPPY" he laughs inbetween "THAT HIS GIRLFRIENDS WITH..."

Harry: "ACTUALLY

shes my

girlfriend"