(The picture is of Liam Castello. Xx)
"I was just kidding Olivia," Harry spoke after a moment of silence. Relief coursed through my body.
My mom wasn't dead... tears filled my eyes as I nodded.
"But after your attitude towards me," he smirked. "Changed my mind about keeping her alive."
"Liam will never let you kill her." I piped back. I was hoping I was true, if he had kept his father alive.. surely he would want his mother alive.
"True." He smiled and stood up. "But I don't care."
Harry was an actual nightmare. An actual sociopath. And he had so much power, so much to inflict pain. He was charming and so beautiful.. yet he was truely crazy and I felt terrified as I stood in front of him.
"I'm sorry for.. for slapping you." I watched as he took more steps till he was in front of me. "I.. I love my mom. I would've done that to anyone-"
Suddenly Harry pulled me against his chest, then in an heartbeat I was thrown into the sofa. My eyes widened as my dress flew up. I instantly tried to cover myself but in the midst he grabbed my face and smashed his lips.
I was frozen. He grunted against my lips before I snapped back to life. My hands gently went around his neck and I threaded my fingers through his hair.
He placed himself between my legs and trailed his large hand up and down my legs. His other hand pinned me in place as we heatedly continued.
What are you doing Olivia?! If your mom could see you right now. Making out with her abusive husband's son's best friend who was equally crazy as her husband and son.
I pulled away and tried to push Harry off. But he was too strong, he grabbed my face trying to kiss me again. I grunted in frustration.
"No- I- Harry!" I groaned between kissing. "I don't- stop." I managed to push him off. He stood up and straightened himself as I laid there. My cheeks felt hot and my entire body felt like I was flaming.
I stood up and straightened myself, I walked past him to the sinks and stared at my reflection. My face was red and my lips were sore looking from the roughness of Harry. I felt so flustered.
"Well you're just a tease." Harry smirked next to me.
"But I can tick kissing a minor on my invisible list of shit I haven't done."
"This isn't funny." I snapped facing him. "Is everything a joke to you?" I didn't let him reply. "Because it shouldn't be! You're messing people's lives. This entire gang shit! It's ruining people and!" I stomped my foot in anger.
Harry turned me around. His expression was soft and his hands trailed up and down my arms to help me feel comfort.
"I know Liv.. everything.. to.. me.. is.." he repeated each word slowly. "A.. joke.. to.. me.." he cracked up. His laugh bounced from the bathroom walls as he pretended to wipe away tears. "You truely are so weak Olivia, you don't deserve the name Castello."
"That's enough." My eyes snapped to the door to see Liam standing. He was leaning against the doorway.
"Harry stop being a dick." Liam smirked and slapped Harry's back in a jokingly manner after walking towards us. "And Olivia," Liam tauntingly said my name. "Stop the attitude." He turned around before stopping again.
"Oh and Harry if you kiss her again, I'll break your face." Liam turned around to face me, "and Olivia. I will snap mommy dearest's neck if you fuck around with my men."
