Harry Styles Fanfic - Alex breaks up with Harry but Harry doesn't take it well. He doesn't want too lose her. He becomes obsessed with Alex and takes it too extremes.


11. Chapter Eleven

He walked around the side of the car to open the door for me. I stumbled out, catching his shoulder for support.

"Steady on tiger"

He lifted me up straight by my armpits. He grabbed hold of my hand, crushing my fingers together. I winced.

"Harry, don't hold my hand so tight"

His vision swooped down to me.

"I don't want to loose you do I?"

"You won't loose me"

"Can't take that risk"

He looked straight forward and started to walk.

"Ow! Stop!"

He came and crouched down by my legs.

"What's wrong?" He was rubbing the bandage with his thumb.

"It just hurts too walk. Why can't we go back home?"

My hint and acting wasn't working.

"I'll carry you" He turned his back to me.

"No, I think I should go home"

"I said, get on"

I gulped and linked my fingers around the front of his neck as he was holding my legs. He started walking towards Starbuck's when a group of young girls and a mother came bounding towards us, squealing. I tutted, my head hitting his shoulder.

"Sorry to disturb you, but can we please have a picture?" The mother was beaming, fiddling with a digital camera in her hands.


Harry carefully placed me down against a wall.


He walked to the group and had a picture.

"Woof" I muttered underneath my breath.


He turned towards me with my caramel cream and his mango and passion fruit ice blend in his hands and came and sat down opposite me on the two seater table. I took a sip of my drink, looking up at harry. He gave me a puzzled look.


"How did you, ummm, know what happened the other night?"

He finished taking the swig and drank it.

"I was looking after you"

"looking after me?...you mean stalking?"

My heart beat pumped faster.

"I suppose' you could call it that"

I nervously took another drink.

"So. How's your mum?"

My eye's widened in shock.

"H-how do you know about that?"

He shrugged his shoulders with a smile on his face.


I again took another swig of drink, looking down into it.


I shrugged my shoulders, wanting to cry. How long has he been doing this?

"Why did you storm out?"

I placed the drink on the wooden table.

"Because of the way she is. You should know this, you know everything else that's been going on" A tear fell.

"Don't cry" He leaned over and wiped it away with his thumb.

"What the hell has gotten into you Harry?" Tears carried on falling.

"Nothing has gotten into me, why would you say that?"

I shook my head wiping my tears with the sleeve of the jacket harry had given me to wear.

"You must be cold"

He ripped the green beanie from atop his head and pulled it over mine. I yanked it back of.

"We're inside?" I slammed the hat on the table.

"I said put it on" His mood had completely changed again.

He grabbed in and placed it back on my head. I pushed it from my forehead and picked my drink up, sipping it through the straw.

"Harry! Harry! Are you two back together? Harry!"

Paparazzi were creating a crowd and shouting questions to us, some were swearing at us to try and get a reaction. This is exactly the reason that I broke up with him. It wasn't fair on me. He clasped onto my hand and yanked me outside, through the crowd and too the car. He pulled open the door and pushed me inside, knocking my knee on the chair. I pulled myself onto the chair and pulled the seatbelt around me. Harry jumped in and started the car up.


I nodded. The car started getting banged and knocked. He slowly reversed out of the crowd and onto the main road.

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