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.


4. Chapter Four

I awoke at 9:32.


I yanked the blanket from me and jumped out of bed, heading straight for the bathroom. I was late for work. I quickly brushed my teeth and splashed some freezing cold water over my face in an attempt to waken me up. I dried my face with a damp towel that was hanging on the back of the door and sped back out to my bed room. I pulled out my white blouse and black short pencil skirt from my wardrobe and whipped them on. I tugged my long blonde hair into a messy bun and rapidly brushed some mascara onto my lashes and darted out the door to the bus stop while grabbing my handbag and phone on the way out. I waited for about 15 minutes over the due time for my bus before i made the choice too run to work.


"Why the hell are you late?!"

George screamed at me from behind the counter.

"I slept late" I panted hanging my coat up on the hanger and pulling my apron around my waist.

"No Alex. This is the third time you have done this too me. We are overrun today and you decided to be late"

I looked through the hole in the wall to find 6 people sat at different tables all staring in this direction.

"I wouldn't exactly call this overrun" I let out little laugh.

"You think this is funny?" he pointed his spatula at me.

"No, I just think your over reacting"

"Over reacting?! lets see if this is over reacting. YOUR FIRED!" spit flew out of his mouth and landed on the bacon sandwiches that were lined up in front of me.

"What? No! You can't!"

"Watch me" his eyes widened in anger.

I snatched my coat and handbag from the hook and stormed to the front door.

"Hey George!"

He looked at me through the hole.

"Suck on this!"

I flipped him off before opening and slamming the door behind me.


"Well you shouldn't have been late then should you?"

Poppy scolded me for losing my job while I sat with my legs crossed on her sofa with a cup of tea warming my frost bitten hands.

"How am I going to pay rent Pop?" I stared at the steamy cuppa.

She sighed and flopped to the beanbag that was placed in front of the TV.

"I would say I'd lend you it but to be honest Al, I can't afford it" she looked genuinely sad for me. My head slowly nodded, looking back down and concentrating on the swirls that were appearing as I blew into the cup.

"I'm screwed"

I placed the mug on the coffee table in front of me.

"Hmmm" she carried on inspecting her nails in front of her face.

"You're not meant too agree" I slightly laughed.

"Why don't you get Harry too help you out?"

"What? No!"

"Why not?"

"Maybe its the reason that we're not together anymore and he hates me." I sunk "And I never did like accepting charity from him even when we were together"

"Well I could sort of see that" she rolled her eyes "And he doesn't hate you! he wouldn't want too see you suffer"

"Yeah right! You didn't see him when we broke up"

"Your just over reacting. Ring him"

She stretched her arm out with her phone in her hands. I slapped it away making it drop on the floor.

"Alex!" she picked it back up and chucked it in my lap.

"I'm not calling him" I threw it back at her.

"Well what else are you going to do about it?"

I shrugged my shoulders wrapping my hands around the perfect temperatured tea and sipping it.

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