I Don't Like You (Harry Styles Fanfic)

"Get a clue you douche, i'm not into you! Leave me alone!" I snapped cruelly. He shook his head in frustration. "I don't get why you don't like me..." I sighed angrily. "I dont even know you!" "How could you not know me?" "Am I supposed to know you?" "Yes! I'm Harry Styles! I'm famous!" he yelled, moving closer to my face. "Well guess what pretty boy, I don't give a shit," I spat, turning my back to him and walking away. "What the hell, come back! We need to settle this!" he called after me. "Dude, leave me alone!" "Why aren't you like the other girls? Just give in and say that you like me!" I stopped walking and turned to face him. "You're pathetic Harry Styles, and I pity the girls that apparently die over the thought of you. Reality check, you're the ugliest man in the world for being this conceited, and I'd be suprised if any girl was stupid enough to date you." I smiled as I walked away with his mouth hanging wide open. Douche bag...


13. Chapter 13- Harry's POV

I continued pounding on the door, begging her to let me in.

"I'm sorry Sarafina! I'm so sorry! Let me help you!" I yelled through the door, sobbing.

I needed help. I couldn't just let her be in there alone. As I started to dial a number, I heard a loud crash of glass breaking in her room. "Open the door love.... please," I cried, wiping my eyes roughly. When she started crying loudly, I called the number, breathing heavily.

"Hello-" "Liam! I need your help! Please! Get the other boys.... I've done something terribly wrong... please.." 

"Harry, relax mate, where are you?" I told him the address to her house and he hung up quickly. After that, I continued trying to open the door... which was completely hopeless.


Fifteen minutes later, I heard a knock on the door and rushed to it. Opening the door stood my best mates, Liam, Louis, Zayn, and Niall. 

"What's wrong Harry? You look... horrible," spoke Liam worriedly. I beckoned them in and sat down on her couch, staring at my hands. 

"I-I hurt her..." I said quietly, more tears escaping from my eyes. "Who?" "The girl that I love."

Zayn looked at me angrily all of a sudden. "What did you do?" he questioned. Niall had a fearful look in his eyes. Louis I could tell, already knew.

"I raped her..." I murmured. "You what?" "I RAPED HER!" I yelled at them while burying my face in my hands.

Niall left immediately to her bedroom door and started knocking softly on it. 

"What the hell Harry!" yelled Liam. Louis shook his head disappointingly. Zayn approached me with a tightened jaw and punched me, hard in the face. 

I felt no pain.

But Louis and Liam held him back. "YOU NEED TO LEARN HARRY! LEARN HOW TO RESPECT WOMEN!' he screamed in my face. I continued looking at the floor. 



"Are you okay love? My name is Niall," I heard Niall speak softly into the door.

"Zayn, relax!" Liam said to him. When he didn't stop squirming, I got up and punched him back in the face. He had no right to judge me. No right at all.

Louis lost his grip and Zayn came right back at me, punching me in the stomach.

"You're an idiot Harry!" Another punch. "How many women do you think you can do this to?" he spat, hitting me again. I collapsed to the floor, with no emotion in me whatsoever.


I guess that's why I didn't hear when Sarafina opened the door and let Niall in.


I'm sorry guys. 


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