Rage

We sat across from one other as we implemented what seemed like a first date. It was a fancy place, dimly lit with soft music that played just barely in the background. I was originally surprised at the invitation given the jest of our relationship lately. I wouldn't exactly say that things were weird but they were certainly different. Not bad different...just different.

Harry:
"Ready?"

He'd asked after paying the check and pulling the waiter's tip from his dark jeans pocket. Conversation was never dull or awkward but one thing I had noticed was the touching...or the fact that there was none of it. To my intense surprise he hadn't kissed we once since the party that occurred nearly two weeks ago. I'd be lying if I said it didn't hurt my feelings but I knew not to push him.

Ally:
"Yea."

And I hadn't spent the night at his place either. I knew it was my fault so I gave him the courtesy of never mentioning it.

I sat silently on the drive to my house. Twirling my hair in my fingers as I trailed thought of how long it had taken to get it this way for him. My place rolled into view shortly and he pulled the gear into park. His hands pulled on the door of his side and he removed himself to walk around the front of the car. I was helped out wishing there had been longevity to the touch, but lost hope quickly as he let go.

Ally:
"Thanks Harry, I had fun."

I always had fun as long as I was with him. I hoped to have hidden the hurt in my feelings from my voice but may not have been successful in that. He walked behind me until I'd gotten most of the way up the driveway.

Harry:
"Where will you be tomorrow?"

We still spent quite a bit of time together and that was enough for now. If he needed time or space, I'd give him that.

Ally:
"I haven't decided that yet."

Just then his fingers had brushed downward at the inside of my arm until they intertwined with mine lovingly. I was fangirling inside; tugged a tad closer as he hovered above me, gliding his hands down to rest on my waist. I instantly felt the butterflies invade my person like my crush had just noticed me for the first time.

Harry:
"With me?"

I felt like everything had disappeared and it was only him and I in the world. I focused on not melting in his grip.

Ally:
"With you."

I repeated his words back to him with slightly more confidence than before. That's when he leaned in for me. Soft, fully desirable lips could be felt on, between, and against mine. Our noses brushed as I experienced him in slow motion. My hands involuntarily reached to pull his face closer and I was warmed at the fact that he'd fallen into it. I felt so overwhelmed in such a fully-embraced way. My lips went numb as his tongue slipped between them and I knew I was falling deep for him. Surprisingly he hadn't released first and had it not been for my decreased lung power I wouldn't have either. I pulled gently away and he began backward down the driveway as he watched me intensively.

Harry:
"You look beautiful tonight, by the way...I'm sorry I didn't tell you before."

Aww. I felt myself blush. Receiving such a compliment from the likes of Harry Styles was something to process.

Ally:
"Thanks Harry."

I stood there a little taken aback before flattering him as well and making my way toward the door.

Harry:
"Around 7 tomorrow, okay?"

Ally:
"Okay."

He was my boyfriend but it felt as though we were just starting. I closed the door, placing my back the door in a cliche sort of way and let the butterflies invade me while Lori stood washing dishes in the kitchen.

--
Harry's POV

I pushed at the urge to walk over there when I saw him. The cashier communicated to me the price of the cigarettes as I attempted to force it out, ignoring the alcoholic beverages that flooded one side of the room.

Alex:
"Harry, right?"

He spoke, blocking my pathway to the door. I focused on how much of an idiot he was for even acknowledging me to begin with. Had he not remembered our last meeting?

Alex:
"I'd just like to talk if that's okay."

Yea. An idiot. I walked passed out of the store and into the nights air. I kept my mind on the destination of my car as the anger of seeing him fused through.

Alex:
"She'll be back when you screw things up again."

The noise had given me a wreck to my person. The thought of him kissing and touching her made my feelings to bleed. I stopped mid-step as I felt my self control diminishing like my chances of leaving and letting him be for the sake of her. I was convinced there was a God when my feet continued, reaching the car and forcefully pulling at the handle.

Alex:
"I can't wait to be in her bed again...I like the way she tastes."

And I fucking saw red.
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Ally's POV
I uncovered from the bed as she called at an increased rate. Ugh, I wasn't in high school and so didn't have time for being up this early right now when I didn't have work today.

Lori:
"Ally, Please. It's important!"

I sighed, getting up and opening the bedroom door. What the hell could be more important than my rest right now?

Lori:
"It's Alex...he's in the hospital."

Confusion had struck.

Ally:
"Hospital? ...Why?"

She starred irregularly my way and somehow I'd already known. But that was impossible, it made no sense.

Ally:
"No..."

Lori:
"Harry."

I broke a little, remembering the thought of Harry hurting him before. It was contrasted with the affectionate memories of last night.

Ally:
"...but that was weeks ago...I was just with him last night."

Lori:
"Ally....it happened last night."

I felt such fear, not wanting to believe the words she expressed to me. I was just with him and he was perfect...perfection. We had since discussed Alex and I was completely honest with him about it. He hated it, I knew he did...but he'd seemed to somehow get passed it. That was until now. The thought had caused me to fear him more in this moment than I ever had. The way he could be so sweet one moment and completely turn the tables was horrifying to me. I'd witnessed it first hand numerous times before but not since he'd admit to loving me. The rage that possessed him at the pulse of the alcohol was something I felt we were past now. It seemed like so long ago...yet here we were. It hurt to feel the same for him now knowing he was capable of such a thing. I didn't know what to say next knowing it was my fault for causing this conflict in the first place.

Ally:
"...is he alright?"

I asked in shame.

Lori:
"He's awake...but Ally, you have to stop seeing him. You'll only be next, he's too reckless."

I thought about that as I stood there increasing the fear that had since fizzled for a guy I'd just held close last night. I knew maybe he'd been drinking again if he'd done this. And if he hadn't...then I never knew him to begin with.
--

I wiped the tears that stained me.

Alex:
"Stop it, I'm okay."

This was the first I saw him or even spoke to him since that night. I had Lori to insure he was okay after the party but that was as far as his name traveled with me. This was the second time he felt pain because of me and there would be no living that down.

Ally:
"I'm so sorry."

I brushed my knuckles against the back of his hand. Bruises and swelling covered his face and skin of his neck seemingly leading downward into the white clothing.

Alex:
"You can't keep saying that. It's not your fault, okay. Just stop it."

He reached for my hand in his and I'd taken it with embrace. What the fuck was wrong with Harry? It was frightening that he lacked the voice or conscience that a normal person would have to stop. I wouldn't allow myself or anyone around me to endeavor this pain again. I didn't know why it was harder seeing the effects on someone else than peering into the mirror after one of his dark meltdowns. Maybe I didn't for certain before but it was clear now that this was over. We were over and I didn't see a way around it now.
--

I decided on heading to work anyways. My eyes pierced the road as I became trapped in traffic. My life seemed to be such a mess now and I didn't know where to start in making it right. Maybe I'd answered Dr.Horan the next time he called...it wasn't like I had any other options at my disposal.
I sat at my desk, stacking the paper onto it and getting myself ready for a long day. For me the best medicine was a distraction and maybe then it'd be easier to resist the alcohol.
A bouquet of flowers was sat in front of me as I began quietly.

Ally:
"Uhh, Hey Jason."

Jason:
"The front desk says these were sent for you."

I stared down at them realizing immediately who they'd been from.

Jason:
"Someone cares."

He didn't know the half of it.

Ally:
"Thanks."

I was short on words but I knew he'd gotten the hint. I waited a few seconds after he walked away then dropped them in the garbage beside my desk. This would be a long day.

--
I searched about for my keys as I left the office. It was around 10 now and I'd managed to get my work done for majority of the week. I walked across the empty parking lot towards my car studying the lines the street lights had given off in contrast.
I focused my attention upward when I advanced closer and there he was.

I stopped in my tracks as he stare back at me, his hands in his pockets as he watched from beside my car. I felt really scared to be in is presence now. My heart belt a little quicker as I realized the possibilities of reaching my car while avoiding him were very slim.

Harry:
"Hi."

He said more casually than I would have thought. His hair appeared darker with the time of day and that went along with the intensity of his eyes. I tried breathing evenly.

Harry:
"I didn't know you had to work. I thought we said seven today..."

It was unsettling how he acted as if nothing had happened at all. He'd taken a step forward and instantly my feet carried me a step back in impulse.
I held myself tight as I began to tremor under the nervousness.

Harry:
"Ally?"

Ally:
"I just want to get to my car."

Confusion wrote on his face and I could sense the chill. He looked down stepping forward again but I repeated in opposition.

Harry:
"This is about Alex, isn't it?"

No. I poor myself into work until 10 o'clock at night everyday.

Ally:
"I just want to go."

Harry:
"I know I messed up, okay... I knew you'd hate it and I'm sorry to you for that...but I don't regret it."

I wasn't sure what he'd do if I ran and the only thing that kept me from doing so was my lack of destination.

Harry:
"I tried... I tried controlling my anger Ally... but he kept pushing."

I listened as he looked downward as if traveling to the memory. I needed to know what he meant by that.

Ally:
"What do you mean he kept pushing?"

I watched him lift his head as I inquired.

Harry:
"He mentioned you...you and him...together."

It was a little uncomfortable to hear out loud.

Harry:
"You want to know what the fuck he said to me, Ally?"

He seemed pissed about it even now. I wasn't sure if I wanted the answer. He kept his eyes away as the words escaped him.

Harry:
"He likes the way you taste."

That asshole. Slowly it was all making sense. I questioned before why we would do something of such capacity but I knew he wasn't a friend to me anymore. I hated how sticky the situation was, and after before I couldn't fathom why he'd ever mention me to him.

Ally:
"Harry...that never happened. He never-...did that to me."

His eyes were back to mine.

Ally:
"He was obviously just trying to piss you off. He had to know you'd do that....and that I'd get mad at you for it."

What normal individual in touch with reality thought that way? I felt really betrayed and naive about it. I had considered Alex and I to be friends before but from now on whatever Harry did to him wasn't my business.

Ally:
"He's an asshole, but I told you everything so you shouldn't have gotten so angry. Everything, do you get that? There's nothing else to tell."

Harry:
"You can't honestly think someone can successfully mouth off about you when I'm around."

He took another step and I realized I had little reason to be afraid now. The whole thing seemed ridiculous. I got off more from kissing him last night than my entire time with Alex. I just wished he'd get that.

Harry:
"I still want my date."

I was surprised he hadn't gotten back to giving me distance again. This had to be awkward for him.

Harry:
"Please..." ‎

Notes

I'm stressed so sorry for the late update. Thanks for subbing and read "The Night I met Harry" if you haven't. A few more chapters of that and this will be my primary.