I slowly rolled my eyes over to Harry. He knew what he was doing. He knew sitting, curled up on the sofa with Chloe would annoy me, and so he did it.
"Yes" I replied through gritted teeth.
He smiled sweetly "pass me some water while your over there"
I pierced my lips into a weak smile and grabbed a glass. Filling it with water I kept my eyes on Harry. A cold liquid was suddenly dripping down my hand.
"Shit..." I mumbled to myself and quickly mopped up the spilt water.
Harry's head snapped up as an ear splitting crash hit his ears.
"Fuck" I grumbled, staring at the smashed glass on the floor.
"Its really not your day is it Lou" Harry chuckled. I glared at him. I needed to clear my head from him, from everything! Nothing was working. I couldn't concentrate, I couldn't think. I couldn't do anything. Jumping over the glass I picked up my phone and keys, then unhooked my jacket and slipped on my shoes.
"Where you going?" Harry questioned
"Out" I stated
"Just out" I said and hurriedly made my way to the door. But Harry was quicker. His arm shot across the door way, stopping me in my tracks. breathing out trying to keep my cool, I looked up at him.
"You didn't tell me you where going out" he said
"I'm going out" I said plainly.
"No" he stated
"Your not going out" he said
"Since when do you own me?"
"I never have. I just" he leaned down so his eyes were level with mine "I just want what's best for you. And to keep you safe"
"I don't think keeping me under house control is best for me" I said, and tried to get out the door. Harry's arm stayed firmly in place.
"No but it's safer" he insisted
"I'll be fine!"
"Not with those friends"
"My friends? What?"
"I don't like them. I don't what you hanging out with them. I don't want you anywhere near them."
"What the fuck harry!" I raised my voice and pushed past him. He grabbed me by my arm. I turned round in pain. "Ouch!"
"Your safer with me! All you need is me!" He said through a clenched jaw, he was frothing at the mouth.
"Let go of me you psycho!" I shouted, yanking my self away and throwing myself down the stone steps. Bursting out onto the street I lent my hands on my knees breathing deeply.
What was that!? that wasn't Harry... well not the one I know. But maybe I don't know him, not the real him. Then it hit me. I know nothing about him. He could be completely mad for all I know. but still I'm drawn to him. Still I don't want to leave. But still he scares the shit out of me.
I trudged gloomily down the street, scuffing my shoes along the damp stone pavement. I stopped at a door and knocked.
"Hey Liam.... Can I come in?"
We sat down on his couch and he brought in two cans of coke.
"What's wrong then?" he asked as soon as he sat down.
"What? who said there was anything wrong?" I quickly said.
"You came to my door in the pouring rain" he stated
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Falling in the dark [ A Larry Stylinson fanfic ]Fanfiction
The definition of darkness is the absence of light. You can not see darkness. Darkness can not exist with light. Darkness can not be explained. Darkness only comes when everything else has gone. Darkness is nothing.......... Then darkness is everyth...