lust // h.s.

The Breaking Point

Okay does Harry think he's hot in headbands? Because if he does he's 100 freaking percent right.

Gahh. x

××

The next morning I wake up to pure darkness.

My fingers run over the lamp and I flick the switch.

No power.

Delightful.

I push the covers back, being greeted with cold air. Making words slip from my lips, "Fuck."

As my feet hit the cold wood floor, I skim across it ending up at the windows. I push back the drapes seeing harsh rain and darkness.

Just great.

After I pull back the drapes, I walk downstairs and outback underneath the onning.

I was still fretting over those words,

'This was a warning.'

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

If that was a warning, what was the warning leading up too?

Because that was a goddamn harsh warning.

The door opens behind me, causing me to turn around being greeted by Harry.

"Isn't this just great?" He asks, pulling a smirk across his lips.

I nod, debating things in my mind.

Should I tell him?

"How long do you think it will be?" He asks, crossing his arms.

"A day at the most." I say easily, as my eyes move to him.

And the feeling comes in that I've gotten around him lately.

I really don't know what it is.

But it's there for sure.

I don't need to think about that now. Love isn't necessary. But this wasn't even love was it..?

It was lust.

Right?

"Are you okay?"

I snap away from my thoughts at his voice.

"Well yeah. Er, of course- why would you think that?"

He presses his lips to my forehead lightly.

"Harry-"

"I'm checking your temperature." He tosses, already knowing my question.

He pulls back, "No temperature. But are you sure your okay?"

I nod slowly, not able to meet his eyes.

With that he offers me a small smile and walks back in.

As the door shuts I run a hand through my hair.

What was I going to do?

××

Later that night I mosey into the living room, seeing Harry and Taylor making out.

Majorly.

I take a seat across from them grabbing the remote.

After a few moments, Harry withdrawals from Taylor.

"Leave." He hisses.

My eyes dart to him.

"What?"

"Do I have to spell it out for you?" He remarks, glaring at me.

"What the hell got int-"

He stands up and is rushing towards me, I stand up also as he winds up hovering over me.

"Get the fuck out." He snarls.

I stand still. Half afraid to move. Half standing my ground.

With that his hands are on me, and pushing me back harshly.

I fall straight on the ground, since his force was so much stronger then mine.

His eyes are black again.

Black.

I stand back up, and push him.

He directs me into the wall and places his hand across my neck.

"I said to get out!" He spits harshly.

He wasn't choking me.

Yet.

I place my hand over his, and he tightens his grip around me.

"I SAID GET OUT."

Louis and Eleanor walk in from the kitchen, and Louis immediately takes action with Harry. "Get the hell of her mate!"

Harry snaps back into reality and loosens his grip, which allows me to fall to the ground.

Soon Eleanor is beside me, but before she even says a word I'm up and running up the stairs like a scared child.

I get into my room and shut the door.

Tears begin to well into my eyes quickly as I strip off my clothes.

I tear out the drawer and it tumbles to the ground, I grasp at a pair of skinny jeans, my Harvard hoodie and Hunter rain boots.

Putting those on, I grab my phone quickly and open the door hurrying to Harry's, and into his bathroom.

I open the mirror and grasp all the little orange bottles shoving them into my pockets and dart back to my room.

I tightly shut the door and click the lock, hurrying to the window my fingers fumble over the locks as my eyesight begins to blur from tears.

As I scan the outside, I grab a small orange bottle from my pocket and pop the lid.

Don't do it Charlotte.

Don't.

I tilt the bottle into my hand and count the 23 pills in my hand.

Don't.

I toss the pills into my mouth and swallow in one swift motion, and drop the bottle to the ground.

Lifting the window open, I find what seems to be a ladder on the side of the house and lower myself down.

I didn't know where to go.

But I knew it would be far away.