angel. h.s ✔️

fifty six.

I chewed at my lip as I turned away from Harry to find a jumper to pull on, despite the house being incredibly warm my bedroom suddenly felt frosty and I had to blink rapidly to stop the water from leaving my eyes.

"What the fuck is this?"

I frowned as Harry's voice cut the through the air and I swallowed thickly at just how poisonous it sounded. That wasn't my Harry.

"What's what?" I asked softly just as I turned and froze in place as I saw Harry standing over my desk with his head tilted down. "N-nothing, just something from work."

I tripped over my words and almost over my feet as I hurried over towards him, my hands reaching for the envelope as my heart stuttered in fear as I saw Harry had already taken several of the photographs out.

"Not a fuckin' chance." Harry hissed as he snatched the whole set away from me and I flinched backwards, his hard eyes narrowed and watching me.

"Harry..." I started, I didn't know what I even wanted to say, I just didn't want him to get any angrier at me.

"Is there something you want to tell me May?"

I felt my heart crack as my name was pushed through his gritted teeth and the absence of Sunshine left a hole in my heart as I shifted on my feet awkwardly.

"Who the fuck took these? Who the fuck gave you these?" Harry asked and I fiddled with my fingers as I kept my eyes on the soft carpet.

"Fucking answer me May!" Harry demanded and I jumped, my eyes snapping to his and I was afraid that I could barely recognise the Harry staring back at me.

"I don't know!" My voice was high. "I don't know, they were waiting for me when I got home, I'm sorry."

"When?"

"The day you came to see me at the hospital and we, uh, you know and I waited to come home with Mum." I explained shakily watching as Harry's fist tightened around the photos, the sound of the paper crumpling was almost drowned out by my heart.

"Tell me everything right fucking now." Harry stared me down and I swallowed thickly.

"That's it, I promise. I mean there was the car behind but-" I froze as I realised what I said and kicked myself mentally.

"May."

"I was driving home and there was this car behind me and he was really close and had his headlights on which isn't a big deal I mean it's probably nothing right? Just some guy who thinks he's cooler than he really is and he was just behind me on the way home. And then Mum picked up the post and there was that for me thats all."

My bedroom was silent for several minutes and I was glad Mum was working tonight as I stared at Harry's chest rising and falling in a harsh fashion.

"And," Harry paused and I licked my lips at how strained his voice was, "And you didn't think to tell me?"

I shook my head instead of answering mainly because I didn't think I could answer verbally.

"Words May."

"I didn't because I didn't know what to think about it! I don't know who took them or who even knew where I was, or where you were and it scared me and we weren't even talking Harry! It happened literally after you got mad at me so I couldn't tell you."

I was on the verge of the tears and I knew it and judging by the twist of Harry's mouth he knew it too but I also knew he was too angry in this moment to care.

"Fucking hell May." Harry snapped, a hand tugging through his hair and I chewed my lip, "You're fucking unbelievable sometimes."

Tears stung at my eyes and before I knew it my cheeks were wet as his words settled across my skin harsher than Tommy's fist had ever.

"Do you know what happened today?" Harry asked and I shook my head despite not knowing if he actually wanted an answer. "Two guys from a fucking gang turned up at our warehouse asking for you. Demanding you because you were a fucking guarantee payment. A fucking gang wanted you because Scott had said they could, and I'm sure you're smart enough to figure out what for."

Tears left my eyes faster and my chest ached as Harry stared at me unflinchingly cold as I tried to work out why he was telling me this, I didn't need to know this. I didn't want to know this.

"W-why are you telling me this?" I shook my head at Harry who simply rolled his eyes.

"Because you don't think! Going out at fucking eight o'clock at night for a fucking run May! You've got a fucking target on your back because of your ex boyfriend and you need to start fucking thinking!"

I wrapped an arm around my stomach in an attempt to stop my tears but I couldn't. I didn't like this Harry but this Harry was right.

"I'm sorry, you're right I'm sorry."

I sounded like I was begging but I didn't want Harry shouting at me anymore, I didn't like him being angry at me even though he had every right to be. It was just like Tommy, I made everyone angry and I was stupid.

Through blearily eyes I saw Harry take a step towards me and without thinking I flinched away, my back hitting the wall and Harry froze before his eyes widened and I realised what I'd done.

"Do you think I'd actually hit you?"

Harry was practically seething, and I swallowed shaking my head the best I could.

"Do you fucking think I would do anything to hurt you?"

"N-n-no I'm sorry I don't." I was begging now.

"Stop crying." Harry demanded and I wiped at my face hastily with shaking hands, almost in time with Harry shaking his head.

"I'm the one trying to keep you safe and you think I'm going to hit you. I'm not Tommy fucking Scott, I wouldn't lay a fucking finger on you May because I'm not a cunt and because I fucking lo-"

Harry cut himself off with a grunt and another shake of his head and deep down I knew Harry would never but I annoyed everyone and I was stupid so it would make sense that he would.

That I would annoy him to the point he'd lose it.

"Maybe I fucking should, then you'd take me seriously."

I barely heard Harry as he spoke his long fingers snatching up his boots and striding out the room and I was left standing alone in my bedroom.

My sobs only grew louder as I heard the door slam and I clutched at my throat as I sank to the floor. I couldn't do anything right.

Harry was the only thing in my life and I just got him back after I started that stupid pointless argument and now I'd gone and fucked everything up again.

I'd fucked everything in my life up and now I was fucking Harry's up. I was putting Harry in so much danger and I was too stupid to stop.

All of a sudden my life was spiralling out of control and I didn't know how to stop it.