Obsessed

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.

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28. Chapter Twenty-Eight

The people, shops and pigeons were a blur as I sprinted down the street. My bun was slowly unravelling, tendrils escaping onto my face. I bit my lip, the excitement of being rebellious was exhilarating.

I occasionally bumped into someone, apologizing and quickly carrying on. I had lost track of where I was, surrounded by thousands of cold people, who was protecting themselves from the harsh weather by wearing large coats and scarves.

I turned around on the spot, looking for somewhere to go. People brushed past me, knocking me about into other people. I spotted a bench that was placed on the side of the road. I barged my way through the crowd and sat on the rustic looking bench.

A man in his 60's was sat opposite me, reading a paper. I looked at him and smiled, only to be returned with a furrow of the eyebrows and a grunt. I looked at my fingers who were entwining with each other.

I pushed my loose hair off of my forehead using my right hand. It was fair to say that I had lost them. My body shook, trying to warm me up, but to no avail. I clenched onto my arms as my teeth started to lightly chatter. I took a daring chance to stand up against the flocks of people that swarmed the floor. I managed to stand without being pushed over and started to walk, getting my bearings. I wandered around aimlessly, looking at the shops that towered either side of me. It felt completely different being on my own, I felt more independent, but also more vulnerable without them by my side.

I was well and truly lost. Everybody was walking at such a fast pace, rushing to where they were going while I stumbled, getting knocked about everywhere.

I found a little alleyway to sit in, while the flocks of people dyed down. My back slumped against the grotty wall, resting my bad leg flat and my other leg bent. My head hit the wall, what was remaining of my bun easing the impact on my head.

My eyes fluttered closed, crossing my arms around my stomach. I slowly drifted off into a deep sleep.

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