"You're playing a dangerous game." The corner of his lip tugs upward in a way that makes me shutter. "If you want unpredictable I'll give it to you..." He seems to tower over me even more and I suck in a shaky breath. "Are you sure you want to do that, darling?" "Do your worst." I state, feigning nerve, and he tilts his head dauntingly as his hands grip my waist tighter. - Miras life has always been defined by her freedom. What is she without any of it? A Harry styles fanfic.