after we watched some movies i was getting a little tired so i decided to go and take a nap.
"im gonna take a nap" i said quietly
"wanna go to dinner tonight? its been a while since we've been outside" he said in a sarcastic voice because it was 'my fault' we havent been out due to my failed attempt to escape.
"whatever" i said. i didnt want to to dinner with him, but i was excited we were going outside.
"be ready at 8" he said in a demanding voice
"ok" and i just turned around and went to take my nap.
as soon as i laid in the bed and closed my eyes i fell asleep.
i opened my eyes and looked at my phone 6:30 i literally have 1 hour and a half to be ready ir Harry will be so mad
i finished getting ready, i was wearing a simple dress with some loafers.
"Mia are you ready?" Harry asked while knocking my door.
"yes" i said quietly.
Harry opened the door and looked at me with love in his eyes. I swear if he hadn't done anything he did to me i would love for someone to look at me like that, but knowing its Harry i just couldnt.
"you look perfect Mia" he said while eyeing me.
"thanks" i said quickly, i felt uncomfortable with him staring at me so intensely so i just hurried him
"can we go?" i asked
"sure" he said smirking
We arrived at a fancy italian restaurant. A lot of fancy dressed people amd it seemed expensive.
"welcome Sir, table for two?" a young waitress asked
"yes" Harry said.
we walked to a table and Harry pulled the chair for me
"thanks" i murmured
he just smiled at me
"good evening my name is Brandon and i will be serving you guys tonight" he was a young guy, probably around his 20's. he kept staring at me and i was feeling bad for him because i knew that harry would not be happy
"what would you like to drink?" he said while looking at me, i looked and smiled
"i want you to fucking stop looking at my my girl if you dont want your fucking eyes to be on the damn floor" he said in a really dark voice i had never heard before, not even when he was mad at me.
"i-im sorry" i felt so bad for him
"sorry doesnt fucking cut it, get the fuck out of here, i want another waitress" he was furious he had a face i could not describe.
the guy left immediately and he kept looking at me.
i felt so uncomfortable under his stare
"why did you smile at him? do you like him? do you think he's better than me?" he asked angrily and dark
"what are you even talking about?" this was way too much
"i saw you smiling at him, and dont fucking dare lie to me, i saw you" he was getting angrier and angrier i couldnt handle this
"fucking answer me Mia!" he screamed
i just stayed quiet i couldnt dare talk
He suddenly grabbed my arm so hard
"we are leaving"
and with that he dragged me to the car again
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possessive harry styles
Fanfiction"you are mine and only mine" "wh-what?" "you. are. mine. Mia, and im never letting you go" "L-leave me alone please, i won't tell anyone, just please let me go" "sorry sweetheart, but what is mine, stays mine" Meet Harry, 24 years old, possessive, e...
