Scarred. ~Dark Fanfic~

I walked down the corridor of my new school, staring at my shoes, when I bumped into someone. I dared to look up. I slowly raised my head to find a curly haired boy, with an evil grin spread across his face. He had green orbs, that penetrated your soul. He wore black combat boots, a leather jacket completed with a skull shirt and bandana. I knew who he was. Harry Styles.

Please note that this is all made up and Harry Styles would never do this.


6. Lies.

~~Marcel's eyes grew wide. I looked back at Harry. His perfect green orbs had turned a pure black, filled with anger.
"But darling, you're mine." He said angrily.
"No, I'm Marcel's. So can you back off?" I was surprised at how easily the lies rolled off my tounge.
"But Ky-" Becky started.
"Stay out of this Becks. Go to your room." I said pointing upstairs. She nodded and ran off.
"Is this true Mars?" Harry smirked. I turned to Marcel and glared at him. He gulped hard.
"Y-Yes." He stuttered, clearly scared. Harry clenched is fists and looked around the room in frustration. He locked his eyes on a coffee table next to him. His muscles tensed. He grabbed hold of the table and threw it across the room. He grabbed a pillow off my sofa, and ripped it clean in half.
"Harry! Stop!" I shouted. He stopped his tantrum, and glared at me. If looks could kill, I'd be six feet under by now.
"Get out of my way." He spat. His fists were still clenched, so tight his knuckles went white. He breathed heavily, through frustration. I pulled Marcel out of the way, and let Harry barge past. He opened the door, and slammed it behind him.
"Why did you say that?" Marcel asked.
"I-I don't know, I just couldn't stand him bullying you. And I didn't want to be his." I wailed. I dug my face into Marcels shoulder, and let the tears flow.
"Hey, Ky it's ok! We will just have to pretend when he's around." Marcel smiled, rubbing my back. I looked up at him.
"Thanks Mars. You're the best cousin ever." I sniffed.

Marcel's P.O.V
Cousin? I thought she knew we weren't really cousins? I gave her a puzzled look.
"What?" She asked, confused.
"Cousin?" I asked her.
"Yeah, we're cousins, aren't we?" She said, getting even more confused. I shook my head.
"No. We were best friends when we were little, and you always said I was your cousin, and I always told you I wasn't." I explained.
"I thought you were joking!" She stated, sitting on the sofa, and put her head in her hands. "At least it's not going to be that awkward." She laughed, cheering us both up.
"I guess so." I laughed.

Harry's P.O.V
She's with that nerd? Why? She's mine! I'm fuming.
"Harry!" Someone called me from upstairs.
"WHAT!" I screamed back. I heard feed come thundering down the stairs. It was Liam.
"It's Jake. He's back. We need to sort him out." Liam explained.
"I am not in a good mood Liam, I think it will be more of a 'sorting out'." I said, making a gesture with my two fingers.
"Good, at least we won't have to deal with him again!" Liam laughed. I glared at him. I wasn't in the mood for jokes. We heard a knock at the door. I immediately ran to answer it. I opened the door, to be greeted with a punch in the face. That's it. I beat the crap out of him. He didn't even have the chance to move. Before I knew it, I ha backup. The boys came running to me, and beat him. Badly. After about 5 minutes of beatings, we must have killed him. We picked the lifeless body up and threw him in the skip. That made me feel better. I just can't get to grips with the fact she's with that nerd! Wait, didn't she say her cousin was looking after her sister, not her boyfriend? I thought there was something suspicious going on here. It's all lies.

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