Can Hate Stop Fate?

Stella, a girl who works two jobs while living life in Chicago is taken for a big surprise when Harry Styles suddenly becomes interested in her. She constantly tries to turn him away but he won't give up. The question remains, can hate stop fate?

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22. Chapter 22

(Stella’s POV)

We finally reached James’ car and I was hoping that his anger had finally passed. The second I sat in the passenger seat though, James starting going off on me.

“What the hell were you thinking walking off like that? You don’t leave me like that ever again, got it? I swear you’re so stupid.”

I sat there silently taking in all the verbal abuse. I wish I knew what brought about this change in him. I didn’t want to give up on him though because what we used to have was a good thing.

I let my thoughts wonder over to Harry as James’ started driving me back to my apartment. What were the odds that we had both decided to eat at the same restaurant? Maybe this was a sign for us.

I snuck a glance over at James and could see his knuckles turning white from gripping the steering wheel so hard.

“James, please tell me what’s going on with you?”

“I should be asking you the same thing.”

Clearly, we were just going to go in circles every time I asked him what was wrong. I chose to ignore his question because I knew I wasn’t the one who had changed.

“You gonna answer me or what?” James asked.

“No, I’m not.”

Like at dinner, he reached over again to my already bruised wrist and grabbed on to it.

“James! You’re hurting me!”

“You’re just overreacting and this time you can’t scream to get out of answering me,” He said while laughing.

James was starting to scare me and I was stuck in the car with him, which is the last place I wanted to be.

“Pull over, I want to get out.”

James just laughed in response and ignored my question.

“I said, PULL. OVER.” James suddenly whipped over to the side of the road and turned off the car.

“Okay, I pulled over.” James was talking eerily calm to me and I reached over to unlock the door but the second I did, he just pushed the lock button again. “You didn’t think I was going to actually let you leave the car did I? Now tell me who Harry is.”

“He’s just a friend.”

“Bullshit. Did you guys used to date?”

“…no.” I was too scared to tell him the truth when he was this angry at me.

“I hate when people lie to me,” he said, squeezing my wrist even harder. I slapped at his hand for him to let go and he grabbed my other hand so that I was completely in his control.

Tears started streaming down my face. All of the sudden a knock was heard on my door. James immediately let go of my wrists and rolled down my window to see who was there.

“Can I help you?” James asked in a friendly voice giving no indication of what was just going on.

I faced to see who had knocked and recognized Paul, the boys bodyguard. I couldn’t believe it! I could tell he was pretending not to recognize me as he spoke.

“Yeah miss, sorry to chase you guys down like this but you left your wallet in the restaurant and you need to come back to claim it. I ran all the way after you guys! Can you believe that? Just about a half mile…,” he kept chatting but I tuned him out when I realized I didn’t even bring my wallet with me tonight. Harry must have sent Paul after us so that I could get out of the car!

“I’ll come right now! Thank you so much, sir.”

James looked over at me and said he would drive me back but I said that there was no need to wait and I would just go home after. I could see that James was annoyed but I wasn’t going to ride home again with him, I wasn’t that stupid.

I waved to James as he drove off down the street and then I turned to Paul.

“Thanks, Paul. You, uh, didn’t see anything in the car when you walked up did you?”

“No, the windows were tinted,” Paul said, but he wasn’t looking me in the eye so I could tell he was lying.

“Oh okay, well good.” I stood there not knowing what to do or say.

“Harry’s back at the restaurant waiting to take you home, if you want to walk back with me?”

“Sure, I appreciate it.”

With that, I started heading back to the restaurant wondering to myself what Harry and I were going to talk about.

(Harry’s POV)

Thank goodness Paul was always there to help me out. The second Stella and James had turned the corner, I got out my phone and told Paul to chase them down and I gave him a cover story.

I walked back in the restaurant where all the boys were finishing their meals.They all stopped talking when I approached the table.

“Is everything okay, man?” Zayn asked.

“No, not really. I’m having Paul chase down Stella right now.”

“Chase her down? What are you talking about?” Louis said what I’m sure everybody was thinking.

“Uh, I’ll tell you guys later after I talk to Stella. Go ahead and ride home without me, I’ll take a taxi or walk back.”

“O…kay.” Liam said as he took out money to pay our bill.

I sat down at our table waiting for Stella and Paul to walk back in. I finally saw Paul open the door and Stella walk through ahead of him as she pulled her shirt sleeves down to cover her wrists.

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