It's Where My Demons Hide (Harry Styles Fanfic)

"I have my demons. We all do. They'll come out sooner or later and now you've seen mine...so if you're gonna go, go!" Harry said in a bitter tone as he sat on the couch with his head in his hands. Did he really want to dismantle everything we have together? Just when I was about to open up to him, before I knew who he really was, he's giving up on us. I stood up and held in my tears. "No, I'm not going anywhere. I can help you fight your demons. WE can fight them with love, by saying there is a tomorrow. We can fight them by demanding people care. We can fight them with resilience. We are all broken and being vulnerable is scary and hard. We hide our demons. We hide things that don’t need to be hidden." I grabbed Harry's hand and held it tightly as his tears fell from his eyes. "Just let me help..." I pleaded as tears fell from my eyes as well. Harry looked down at me and I saw the goodness inside him.
If hate can love, then what is evil? He can love...

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1. Stalked

"A man was found in an alley last night barely alive. He had been beaten too death and was taken to the hospital and is in care. More on this story later." The news reporter said.

 

I sat with my mum and dad as we watched the news and ate breakfast. I noticed that alley they found that guy in. It was the one right down the street and I passed it every day on my way to school. That kind of scares me, I actually don't want to walk past it anymore. "Mum," I asked her as I looked away from the t.v.

"Yes, love." I began to shake thinking about it. "Do- do I have to go to school today?" I asked trembling even more.

She laughed as she picked up our breakfast plates. "Yes, dear. I'm sorry to say." I sighed as I looked down at the kitchen table. I tried to come up with another excuse and convince her that I should stay home from school today. "Well, it's kinda cold outside." I said until my dad put his two cents in. "Yes, it's called winter, Rene'e. Get over it and walk your ass to school."

I rolled my eyes as I shook my head, me and my dad did not get along too well these days and I had no idea why. We just drifted apart over the years. It's sad, too, I used to be his little girl and he barely noticed me anymore. I turn 18 and he totally forgets about me or something.

"Thanks smartass." I mumbled under my breath and took a drink of my orange juice. "I heard that, by the way," my dad said from behind the paper. He looked over it and raised his eyebrows at me. "and watch it, Rene'e." he said and I rolled my eyes once again as I swung my backpack over my shoulder. "Yeah, okay." and I walked out the door slamming it behind me on purpose.

 

I walked down my driveway angry. "Fucker!" I said out loud kicking a rock to the end of the driveway. I hated my dad so much!

My best friend Kayla walked outside as I passed her house. Her and I have been best friends since...lord, 1st grade. And now we're seniors and we're still the best of friends. She was like my sister and I loved her like one.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked. She always knew something was wrong, even when I didn't tell her. It was one of the things I loved about her. "My dad. I swear, I can't wait until I move out! He don't care about me." Kayla hugged me and then pulled back. "You wanna talk about it?" We continued to walk and I shook my head. "No, I don't feel like talking right now. I just want to get this day over with." I said and pulled my sweater closer to me.

I hated winter, only thing I liked about it was my birthday was in the winter time. I was born 18 years ago on December 20.

 

"CRAP!" Kayla called out. "What?" I turned and saw my best friend stopped and her head tilted back. She groaned and then tilted it back. "I forgot my stupid Biology book. I have to run home, so go on without me." I looked behind me and noticed I was close to that alley and I was scared to go on by myself. I looked back at Kayla "Can't you make something up to your teacher? I mean, this is your first time. You're the good prepared girl, you won't get in trouble." I tried convincing her to keep going, but she shook her head. "I don't want to start now. I'll meet you at school." and she turned and ran back home. I sighed and turned around and started walking.

 

I tried not looking down the alley, but I did anyway. When I did, there was a boy standing against the wall smoking a cigarette. He had brown curly hair and was in a pair of skinny jeans, a black shirt, a brown leather jacket and a pair of white converse shoes. He blew out smoke from his cigarette as I stared at him. He looked scary and honestly, he scared the crap out of me. 

He looked at me and I felt fear run through my body, but I couldn't move. I was stuck where I was. He started checking me out and I knew he was when he smirked at me and his eyes stared into mine. "Going to school?" he asked me still smirking and checking me out. I nodded and didn't speak. I pulled closer on my sweater covering my chest. He nodded "Good girl." and he took another hit from his cigarette and then flicked it. He walked up to me and squinted his eyes when the sun hit his eyes. I backed up a bit.

 

I knew Kayla shouldn't of left me alone. I'm 90 pounds and 5'3, I can't defend myself on my own. "You're pretty hot. Better than these other girls in this town."

 

That was rude and I narrowed my eyes at him.

 

"I'm gonna be late..." I said and turned to leave. I looked back and he was staring at me. I picked up my pace and eventually got to school without being kidnapped.

Kayla walked up to my locker and I slammed it shut when I saw her. "Chill..." she said with her eyes wide. "I'm so fucking furious with you!" I said and I was pissed about her leaving me alone. "You could of gone without your book, odds are we don't even need them today, but since you had to have it...I almost got snatched up and raped!" I yelled. She narrowed her eyes "What? When?!" We started walking to class as I told her about the creepy guy who was undressing me with his eyes not too long ago.

 

"And all that happened by that alley?" I nodded "Yep. So don't leave me alone anymore when we go pass it."

"Rene'e there was no one there when I passed..." she said and I rolled my eyes "Well, yeah. He probably went home, but he was there and I swear he wanted me. He told me I was hot and he was checking me out." Kayla sighed and continued walking.

Kayla was gorgeous and she always told me that she hated being around me for it. I hated when she said that, because it wasn't true. So I think she was kind of pissed about that.

 

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Later That Night:

 

After dinner I went upstairs to do my homework. I had a shit load to do tonight and I was so tired, but eventually, I did finish it. After I finished that, I got up to go get some pajamas and get ready to take a shower.

 

I stood in the shower thinking about this morning and that guy. That guy didn't look too much older than me, actually he looked my age, but I've never seen him around school or town. And this was a small town, so it was kind of weird that I didn't know him.

I finished up and got dressed and turned off my bathroom light and walked into my dark room. The only light was the tv.

 

I laid down in bed and looked out the window, because my bed was up against it. I noticed there was a dark vehicle going by slowly and slowed way down when it passed my house. I leaned up slowly and pulled my curtains together slowly and peeked out. I didn't know who it was, but it scared me that they were in front of my house.

I then heard the car start up again and sped off.

 

Then a thought came to me of who it might be. I sure hope it wasn't that guy from yesterday.

 

I reached for my phone and texted Kayla.

 

To Kayla:

Please, please, please don't leave me tomorrow morning.

 

I didn't expect her to write back, I knew she was in bed by now. I laid back down and guessed I should do the same.

I closed my eyes and drifted into my sleep.

 

I hope he isn't there again tomorrow...

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