The Monster (Harry Styles)

His house

I can't believe my parents would do that. I feel worthless. Just because they wanted that house. They could have gave me a good life anywhere else.

It's been about a week since Harry told me all of that. Let's just say my stay here hasn't been nice. I hear things everywhere it's like I'm living in a nightmare.

I haven't talked to Harry since he we talked about that stuff. And truthfully I'm kind of scared of him. But I'm really scared of this place.

I wake up sometimes with a dark shadow by me. I try to ignore it but then the thing starts to breath. Deeply and raspy. I lay with my eyes closed as I hear it walking around. It will sometimes sit on my bed.

"Jessie!" I heard someone yell so I walked into the hallway.

"We are leaving in tbe get your shit." It was Harry I wasn't in the mood so I grabbed my 'shit' and walked out to him.

"Where are we going." I asked with out looking at him.

"My house." Is all he said before he opened the door to the outside. The chilly air hit me. This wasn't like outside. This was gloomy and dark and it looked like a stormy October day.

"What is this place called?" I asked.

"Let's say your in hell, love." Hell? No I haven't done anything to be here. Before I could say anything we were at Harry's car. A black corvette. It was a really nice car. Harry opened the door or me and I got in.

I was still upset. Harry got in the other side and started the car.

"Harry?" I whispered.

"Yes?" He answered as I let a tear slip.

"Why am I in hell?" I asked still whispering. Harry looked over at me I saw a little concern in his eyes.

"Because your with me. That's all. You didn't do anything bad." Harry paused for a second. "When I look at you all I see is good. Your an angle." That's all he said before he started to drive.

I didn't know that I fell asleep but I woke up to Harry shaking me slightly.

"Wake up we're here." I looked outside expecting to see a dark scary house but nope.

"Just because we are in hell doesn't mean we need to live like it." He smiled. I don't get him he acts scary and mad and ignores me for days but yet he's sweet and nice. No. He kidnaped me he's not nice or sweet.

While I was having an inner battle with myself Harry was standing at my door holding it opened.

"Are you coming?"

"Oh, ummm... Yeah!" I said.

We walked in and it was so beautiful. I wanted to see my room as fast as possible.

"Umm.. We are going to share a room.