We belong together [Rewriting]

Chapter 20

Harry Styles

I was livid. I was shaking with rage I couldn't control.

I ran a hand through my face and walked back to the living room where Sage was.

He was pacing up and down and as soon as I walked in he stopped. I also stopped and glared at him.

The tension in the room was high and I was holding myself back from bashing his face until it turned into confetti.

"You're so fucking stupid. What the fuck were you thinking?" I started and pushed a vase off a table near me.

I didn't mean to, the vase shattered at my feet. Sage stepped even further away as pieces of the vase made their way to his feet.

I looked down and realized the mess I had made but then looked up at Sage again.

"I'll tell what you were thinking. Nothing that's what. You weren't fucking thinking." I squatted down and began picking up the bigger pieces of the vase.

"You don't get it. I had to tell her at some points. I couldn't keep the secret any longer." I heard him say.

I abruptly got up and threw the pieces of the vase in my hands down with so much force. They shattered into a million pieces.

"I don't fucking get it? I don't have to get it. Did you see how she was looking at you? Did you even stop for a minute to think what telling her would do to her? No, no you fucking didn't. You are fucking stupid Sage. What were you gonna tell her next huh? That you're in a fucking gang and I'm the leader." I yelled pointing the index finger at him.

With each step I took, he took one back. I stopped and pushed my locks that had made their way to my face back.

"I could fucking strangle you right now," I told him. "You shouldn't have fucking told her."

"I didn't have a choice Styles." He yelled at me. "That's what you don't get."

"What the fuck do you mean?" I shouted at him and threw my hands around itching to break something else.

Maybe a nose or a jaw this time.

"Not everything is about you Styles. Some things are bigger and more important than you." He stepping forward like his fear for me meant nothing anymore.

"Nothing is bigger than me or should be. So I suggest you tell me what's going on right now before I forget your Eve's brother." I warned him meaning it.

"A damn cop knocked on my door and a chain of really horrible events are about to unfold. K-"

He stopped and his eyes drifted from my face and he looked behind me.

I slowly turned around and Dr. Pepper was standing at the threshold of the living room with his bag on his side.

He realized that we were looking at him and pretended like he wasn't listening in. He cleared his throat.

"She's going to be fine. It's a minor concussion. I left some Advil for her headache." He explained. "She just needs some bed rest for a day or two."