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.

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4. You're Mine.

Harry's P.O.V
How dare she just walk off like that. I control her, and she needs to learn it. She needs to be dealt with. Bad for her, good for me.
"Haz." Niall said, poking his head round the door.
"It's Harry." I growled. "Have you got her?" I asked. He nodded, and shoved her in. "Ok, Niall can we have some privacy?" I asked nodding my head towards the door. He made his way out and shut the door behind him. We were in an office. My office. I needed a place to do my 'business'.
"So, what do you think you were doing? Talking to me like that?" I asked, refraining my self from sending my hand across her face.
"I'm sorry, I just don't know what I've done to deserve this. I barely even know you!" She explained, looking at her feet. She was still standing by the door.
"You see sweetheart, we have explained this to you, but you clearly didn't listen. You need to learn to respect me and my boys." I spat, staring out of the window.
"Why though?" She said hesitantly.
"Because darling, we own this town. People respect us, because they know what we're capable of." I said glancing over my shoulder at her.
"What do you mean, capable of?" She asked looking at me.
"Ah, you clearly don't know, do you? Do you not pay attention to the news?" I laughed.
"N-no." She asked, clearly scared.
"One Direction?" I questioned. Maybe she really didn't know who we were. But suddenly, the penny dropped.
"You're the gang that killed-" She began. I nodded and chuckled.
"They were my parents!" She screamed. I spun round and we stared at each other.
"Huh?" I asked. Weird.
"You killed my parents!" She explained, but more slowly. She was on the brink of tears.
"Oh, aha." I laughed. Before she could say anything else, I carried on.
"So, you see love, I can't let you get away with it this time. So I have something...special planned." I grinned.
"What is it?" She sighed.
"You'll find out later. Meet me at the front of the school." I said, giving her a cheeky wink. "Now, get out of my sight." I growled, paying my attention back to the window. I heard a door open, and click shut again. I smirked to myself, knowing that later would be fun.

Kyra's P.O.V
He is such a creep! He killed my parents and he didn't even care! He is taking over my life, and I hate it. I better go tonight, but I'm scared. What about Becky? I'll call my cousin, Marcel. He's responsible enough. As my lessons passed, I kept staring at the clock. Last lesson quickly rolled around, and before I knew it, I had 5 minutes to go.
"Okay, class dismissed!" My teacher smiled. I took a deep breath as I packed my books into my bag. I made my way through the crowded halls to my locker. I grabbed my coat and phone. I shut the locker door and spun round to leave, only to find a smirking Harry.
"Hello love, miss me?" He grinned, planting a kiss on my cheek. I raised my hand to slap him, but hesitated and put it back down. "Good choice." He smirked.
"Can I just call my cousin, to arrange child care?" I sighed.
"If you must. But make it snappy." He growled. I rang Marcel and quickly arranged it all, and ended the call.
"Ready babe?" He smiled, wrapping his arm around my waist.
"What are you doing?" I questioned, looking at his hand, then back up at him. He just smiled and led me to his car. I got given a few strange looks, and laughs, but I just kept my head down. Hopefully not many people know me yet. The car ride was short and silent, but not awkward.
We finally pulled up at his house. I had been to his house before, when the boys were here. We walked in and he led me upstairs. We walked in and he slammed the door behind him.
"So." I sighed.
"Darling, what are you expecting?" He smirked, knowing full well what I was thinking.
"Dunno." I shrugged.
"Oh babe." He smiled. "You want to find out then?" He laughed.
"Well, yeah." I said sarcastically.
"You're mine."

 

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