Pyschopath ||•Harry Styles•||

10:Please Stop.

Raelynn

After spending a few more hours there we joked around and watched tv with my mom. It was fun and I didn't know my mom would be so fond of Harry. They got along well and I was happy about that.

We were saying our goodbyes and was about to walk out the door.

"I love you, mom." I said into her hair and gave her a tight hug.

"I love you too." She smiled, "Now you both need to go you have to wake up early tomorrow."

Harry chuckled and nodded in agreement with her. "Yeah, let's go Raelynn."

I nodded and kissed my moms cheek, and walked out the door.

When we got into his car, he turned on the radio and just my luck. Back To Sleep by Chris Brown was playing on the radio. The sexual tension was already sky high.

I let out an awkward cough, and Harry glanced at me and chuckled.

"Your cheeks are turning red." He smiles.

I put my hands over my face in embarrassment and giggled. "Oh my gosh." I squealed.

He drove us the long way home and his hand was resting on my thigh, climbing higher up ever so often. I looked up at him and he was still facing the rode. I cautiously moved his hand and he looked at me.

"Don't move my hand." He growled.

"Don't touch my thigh." I growled back.

He raised a challenging eyebrow and put his hand back and gave my thigh squeeze. I pushed his hand away again but he squeezed my thigh tighter.

I hissed,"Harry, stop that hurts."

"Don't push my hand." He seethed. He started moving his hand up my thigh again.

"Please stop." I whimpered moving closer to the door, tears were threatening to spill from my eyes and Harry looked at me. He face was contorted into much anger, his eyes were the darkest shade of green I'd ever seen. He looked so deranged and it scared me shitless. It was just like that day he yelled at me for lying to him.

He must've saw how scared I was getting because his face soften and he released his grip on my thigh, his eyes went back to its soft shade of emerald green.

By now we were in the driveway of his house, I just sat there my breathing was erratic and my heart was beating hard against my chest.

Suddenly Harry got out of the car and into the house leaving the house door wide open.

I got out and hissed at the pain in my thigh that I was sure was beginning to bruise.

I limped into the house shutting the door and going to my room. I heard a bunch of things being thrown around in the room at the end of the hall and Harry yelling out a lot of profanity. I scurried into my room and turned on the bath.

I felt dirty after what Harry did. I wanted to change my skin after this. I stepped into the bath sinking into the hot water letting my muscles relax.

I sat in the bath for 30 minutes when I heard the front door open and slam shut. He must've left.

Then the bathroom door slammed open.

"Harry, please.." I gasped, he stepped closer. I cried. "Stop, please. Please just go please."

He yanked me out the bath and threw me onto my bed, he kept yelling 'this is your fault.'

"Please stop." I whispered as everything went black.