Damaged (Harry Styles)

CHAPTER 19

Harry stayed on top of me just staring into my eyes.

For me it was quite an awkward position.

I mean Harry was straddling me.

He than started smirking.

Oh god not the smirking again.

"Great babe, glad you said yes. Not that you had a choice anyway" Harry said the last part just above a whisper.

"Err? yea whatever. Umm are you gonna get off me now?" I asked as I tryed move Harry off me but he pinned my arms above my head so I couldn't.

He brought his face close to mine.

I thought he was going to kiss me but he spoke up.

"Nope. I'm actually quite comfortable in this position" Harry said while trying to not laugh.

Are you serious?

He won't get off me.

Are you freaking serious?

Ughhh. Stupid Harry.

"Get the heck off me you freaking idiot" I said/yelled at Harry while trying to move him off me again.

Bad choice.

I flipped Harry and I over and now I was straddling him.

Seriously?

Am I like cursed or something?

Harry started laughing.

I slapped him across the face.

Crap. I didn't mean to do that.

Harry stopped laughing.

His facial expression changed to angry in a matter of seconds.

Crap. I should've known better than to slap him.

"Did you just slap me?!" Harry said while flipping us over again and pinning me against the floor.

'Yea I did you stupid freaking idiot' the voice inside my head said.

I started laughing.

Harry looked at me like I've gone mental or something.

I quickly stopped laughing.

"What's so funny?" Harry said confuzed but I could tell he was still angry.

"Nothing, I was just thinking of something funny Liza told me" I lied to him.

Hey! I'm not gonna tell the truth here.

"Whatever. Freaking idiot" Harry muttered under his breath while avoiding my gaze.

Excuse him?

First he calls me stubborn, than he calls me a freaking idiot.

Are you kidding me?

Such a lovely way to show he cares about me. I thought sarcastically.

"Wow. So I'm stubborn and and idiot. Great way to show you actually care about me Harry" I said while tears built up in my eyes.

Crap. Whatever you do don't cry. Don't cry. I thought to myself.

I can't show weakness.

Harry could just use that to his advantage.