“Harry?” I cautiously ask and step so I am standing right in front of him. His demeanor has drastically shifted from five minutes ago when his tongue was assaulting my neck and it’s making me incredibly nervous. What did he do that could be bad enough to make him afraid to tell me?

“I was a dick, Ads, even more than I am now.” He lets out an uncomfortable chuckle.

“It’s okay, just tell me and I’ll understand.” I assure him. Well, I will try to understand him. Hopefully it’s not as bad as he’s making it seem.

I lift my right hand up to push the hair away from his forehead. I give him a kiss on the cheek in hopes to show him that I’m not going anywhere.

“I just, I was an asshole to Max and I had no reason to. I fucked up.”

“Harry, you can tell me what you did. I’m not going anywhere.”

He took a deep breath and I could see in his face that he’s still beating himself up over it. Whatever it may be.

“Three years ago,” he began before taking another deep breath and shifting his gaze to our laced fingers. “Me and a few of my friends, not the guys I hang out with now but some assholes I was friends with at the time, well uh, we were bored one day and saw Max and this girl hanging out at the docks.”

He paused and shook his head before sniffling. “It’s okay Harry, you’re different now.”
“I know but that doesn’t change what I did.” He sighed.


Harry’s POV

“I know you’ll probably hate me after I tell you this, but I need to tell you the truth Addie.” I tell her before forcing my mind to go back to that day. The memory of that day honestly didn’t bother me until I met Addie. I was too much of an asshole to feel bad about what I did, but I think Addie really changed me into a better person so now I do.


*Flashback*

“How the hell is that Max kid with her? She’s fucking hot as hell.” Jake said as we sat on the bench. I looked over to see what he was talking about, and he was right. I didn’t know that girl but she was way too attractive to be hanging out with Max.

“Yeah, she’s okay.” I shrugged.

“Okay? Look at those tits! And that hair! She looks like a fucking porn star, Styles!”

“Okay she’s hot.” I agreed with Jake.

“I bet you can’t get her though.” He chuckled. Nick and Evan started laughing along because those fuckers will do anything Jake does.

“Sure I could.” I scoffed and took a swig of the beer we snuck out of Evan’s house.

“Wanna bet?” He smirked. Jake and his damn bets.

“Not really.”

“Why? Styles afraid of losing?”

“Shut the fuck up.”

“C’mon Haz,”

“Shit, fine if you all shut the fuck up!” I gave in and slammed my beer on the wooden table in front of us.

Just as I agreed, the blonde girl that was with Max got up and started walking towards the bathrooms. Here’s my chance to get these fuckers to shut up.

“Watch and learn, lads.” I threw over my shoulder and followed after the girl. Now that I was walking behind her, I noticed her nice ass.

“Hey, I’m sorry if this is weird, but you look familiar. Do I know you?” I lied to get her to stop walking.

“Oh um, I don’t think so.” She said politely.

“Are you sure? What’s your name?”

“Izzy.” She said while still looking confused.

“Oh, you’re right. . . I don’t know an Izzy.” I faked a laugh. “But that is a lovely name. Do you come to the docks often?”

“This is my first time.” She smiled and I saw her glance behind me, probably to Max.

“Ah, I see. Well it’s a pretty cool place. Everyone usually comes here to hang out. . . party. . .” I began and moved closer to Izzy. She didn’t move away to my surprise. I guess this was going to be easier than I had anticipated. “It’s actually a great hook up spot.”

“Hook up?” She frowned and I nodded.

“You know. . .” I whispered and kept walking towards her. This time she backed away, but was forced to stop when her back was pressed against the brick wall of the building. I took the opportunity to grab her and began kissing her. She tried pushing me back but wasn’t strong enough. I grabbed her hands from my chest and pulled them away before holding them down at her sides as I continued working my lips against her unwilling ones.

“Stop!” She tried to yell.

“Shhh,” I muttered and configured our hands so my left one was holding both her small hands and my right hand moved to the hem of her dress.

“Please let me go.” She whimpered.

I slid my hand under her dress as she continued to resist me. God it was actually kind of turning me on. “Calm down, baby.”

“Max!” She yelled and I panicked slightly. I really hoped he didn’t hear that.

“Relax, Izzy.” I groaned and moved my mouth over her neck.

I heard laughter coming from behind me and immediately stopped my assault against her neck.
“Nice work Styles.” Jake clapped my shoulder before shifting his gaze to the Izzy. “Hey babe, I’m Jake.” He smiled.

“Please let me go.” She begged and I finally released her from my grip now that Jake seemed to be satisfied. That really wasn’t worth all the trouble.

“You didn’t have fun with Harry? Aw, that’s a shame. Why don’t you run along to Max now.” Jake shooed her away and she ran like we would come chasing after her. Shit, she must be a virgin or something. No girl has ever been so mortified to kiss me. . . Hurt my ego a bit.

*End Flashback*


“God I fucking raped her.” I looked down to the floor, disgusted at my actions. How could I ever do that to some innocent girl? Why am I such a fuck up?

“Harry,” Addie sighed and placed her hands on my face. “You didn’t rape her. You stopped before it got too far.” She frowned. Why is she still here? Why hasn’t she slapped me and then walked out on me yet?

“I would’ve. . . I don’t know how far I would’ve gone if Jake and them hadn’t shown up.” I admitted quietly.

“But you didn’t, Harry all that matters is that you regret it. I’m proud of you for realizing what you did was wrong.”

“That’s not all, Addie.” I cringed remembering the rest of the story.

“Tell me,”

“Well Max obviously found out. . . Apparently Izzy was his cousin. He tried to fight me and the guys, but we outnumbered him.” I pulled away from Addie and began to pace around the room. This shit shouldn’t bother me! Why do I care about it? I didn’t care about it for two years, so why do I now? Fuck!

“What did you do to him?” Addie’s voice is small when she asks.

“He was in the hospital for a fucking month in a coma. We almost fucking killed him because he tried to defend his cousin after I almost raped her. Who the fuck does the Addie? Oh right, some fuck up like me.”


Addie’s POV

I don’t even know what to say to him at this point. I knew it would be bad by the way he acted before he divulged his secret, but I didn’t think it would be that bad. I am disgusted by his behavior, however I know I can’t hold it against him. It was years ago and we both know he has done a complete 180 since then. I can see it in his expression how much he regrets what he did.

“That’s why I couldn’t beat the shit out of him when he humiliated you early. Trust me, I wanted to pound the shit out of his face, but even when I had a good reason to, I couldn’t. Not again.” Harry said from across the room.

“I don’t know what to say,” I openly admitted. “Thank you for not doing it again.”

What else do I say? I can’t tell him that what he did was okay, I can’t tell him he shouldn’t feel this way anymore. Half of me wants to comfort him and get back to our relationship, but the other half wants to let him beat himself up over this. He deserves to feel regretful; what he did was not okay in the slightest bit.

My mind traveled back to the days when I had just moved here. I remember how persistent Harry was in trying to hook up with me, and I can’t help but thinking how Izzy must’ve felt. I began to think about what if Harry had done that to me, but the situations weren’t the same. Even though I would never admit it back then, I liked what Harry was doing, and I didn’t try to fight him as much as I could have. I know Harry would never do something like that again, and the fact that he didn’t kill Max tonight proves he really has changed.

“I am so sorry, Addie. I never wanted you to find out, or at least not like that.”

“I just, I need a minute.” I whispered and try to figure out what to do or say. This night has been a scene straight out of a television show.

As I closed my eyes and tried to think, I felt Harry step in front of me and wrap his arms around me. “Please don’t leave me, I’m different now. Don’t give up on me.” He whispered before pressing his lips to my cheek and letting them linger a bit. Once he finally let go of me, I heard him walk out of the room.

As soon as he left, I felt the tears that have been pooling in my eyes begin to fall. This night alone has been too much for me to handle, and my mind is simply frustrated with all it’s trying to sift through.

Notes

Hi guys! I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving (my American readers)! I am exhausted from all of the Black Friday shopping I did yesterday. Just saw that Too Much is the #2 story on the popular page AND it reached over 600 subscribers/460 votes!!! I am also so grateful and blessed for all of your meaningful comments. You all are truly so kind and please know that it makes me so happy to read each and every one of them.

You guys have no idea how much all of that means to me! I wish there was a way I could thank you more than saying it, but honestly thank you guys all so much! ily guys <3 xx


and sorry for this chapter. . . lacked the motivation to write a better one haha but I'll promise to make the next one better :)