Crazy

I had just pulled into the car lot of the place Nick said he was. The place was packed with people who stood in line to get inside waiting for the bouncer to let them through. I pull the car up to the front so I could try and find him. Once I spot him, I roll the window down and glance over at Sidney for a second, who was looking around at the happenings around us. I couldn’t help but smile a bit, I wanted to take her out again soon and we could have a little fun.

“Nick! C’mon mate, get your ass over here!” I call out the window toward the noticeably drunk guy I called my best friend with a slutty looking blonde girl on his arm.

He wore those glasses that made him look like Harry Potter. The two of them stumble their way over to my car drunk of their asses. The girl couldn’t stop giggling and trying her best to not trip over her own feet. I had to keep myself from laughing; all I could do was smile a bit.

“H-hey Harry! You don’t mind if K-Kels c-comes a-along t-too, d-do you?” he asks as they struggle to stand in front of my side of the car. As he spoke, I could smell the hard liquor on his breath.

“Yeah, yeah, just don’t puke in ‘ere, just cleaned it a few days ago. Hurry it up, mate!” I tell him loudly and press the button to unlock the doors. I could hear Sidney laughing at my words to Nick. It brought a smile to my face.

“O-okay, o-okay, Haz I got it! N-no puking in your p-precious c-car,” he slurs his words, laughing a bit. I just nod my head and drum my fingers on the steering wheel as we wait for them to get in the car. The strong smell of alcohol made its way around the enclosed space. I notice Sidney scrunch up her nose and cough a bit at the smell.

I soon step on the gas and we are soon out of here. Now, it was on to drop Sidney off. The thought of seeing Chris made me angry. I didn’t like how she was still with him and we kissed earlier, well barely. Of course, right when our lips touch, my phone begins to go off. I was the one who made that move. If Chris wasn’t in the picture, I don’t think I’d be this angry or pissed off. As I drove, I couldn’t help but clench my fists tighter against the wheel at the thought of him.

She deserves way better and I feel like I can treat her better than he does, way better. I would never think to hurt a woman like that. It brings back many memories I want to forget of my dad. To calm my nerves a bit, I turned the music up a bit more.

“H-hey, y-you’re Sidney, aren’t you? Harry’s told us some stuff ‘bout you, love. He’s sure right, you are quite somethin’,” I hear Nick ask Sidney in his drunken state. There was no peep from the girl. As I glance back, I notice she was out like a light. I can’t help but roll my eyes at his remark.

“Shut the fuck up, Nick, you ‘ave a lass with ya, keep your thoughts to yourself and I’ll do the same with mine,” The words came out a bit harsher than I meant to, my voice rising in irritation. Nick doesn’t respond; you could only hear him let out a sigh and shut his mouth.

From the corner of my eye, I couldn’t help but stare at Sidney as I came to a stop at a red light. She was blushing for some damn reason. Was it something I said? I’m sure it was. I shift my eyes back on the road as the light turns green and I zoom forward. We were getting closer to the University and even closer to arriving at her place where the bastard was bound to be.

It was a little past midnight. I turn down the street that was before the street Nick and I lived on. Her place wasn’t too incredibly far from ours. I continue on down the street until I came upon it so I could turn. Every so often, I would glance out the corner of my eye to see Sidney staring out the window as if she was concentrating immensely on something. I couldn’t help but wonder what she was going on about in her head.

I begin to make my way down the street I first saw her walking down a few days ago with a girl beside her I presume had to be one of her friends. I come to a slow stop when I realize I was coming up to her place she lived with the bastard she called her “boyfriend”. That thought made me cringe and I tightened my fingers around the wheel once more as I came to a stop in front of the place I knew had to be hers.

“Sorry for startling you, love, but we’re uh…we’re here at your place,” I tell her and can’t help but smile as she jumps at the sound of my voice.

I don’t know why but I love the effect I have on her. She turns out to glance out the window before turning to look at me, a small smile gracing her lips. She undoes the safety belt securing her in and opens the door, pulling her jacket tighter around her small frame. It showed off her curves very well. I couldn’t help but feel my lips curve up into a smile as I stare at her. Sidney opens the door and climbs out making sure she had all of her things, her bag resting on her shoulder.

“I’ll uh…I’ll walk you up, Sidney,” I tell her as I undo my safety belt and cut the engine.

I didn’t bother to pull the keys. After stepping onto the pavement, I slam the door shut. She soon shuts the door after double checking her stuff. As I begin to make my way around to where she is, we somehow bump into each other. As we collide with each other, a laugh falls from our lips.

As we walk toward the steps that led up to the door, I move my hand to rest on the small of her back. I couldn’t help but notice her cheeks turn a soft shade of pink at my gesture. I had no idea whether it was the coolness outside that made her blush or the position of my hand on her back. I felt my breathing pick up a bit as my hand stayed on her lower back just above her bum.

We soon get up onto the porch and stood inches away from the door. I slowly move my arm from her waist just as she begins to rummage through her bag for something, keys most likely. A few moments later, she pulls out a key ring with a rhinestone incrusted charm ‘S’ of her first name on the ring along with a key. She soon moves forward to slip the keys in the door.

The door soon opens abruptly. Just as I suspected, the bastard stood there eyes bloodshot and glazed over due to all the alcohol he looks like he’d consumed. I decide to keep my mouth shut as I glare at the guy who stood only a few feet away from where I was.

“What the fuck is he doing here?” he questions in a serious tone, anger in his voice as he stared at me. I don’t make a step only moving to cross my arms over my chest as I stare up at this bastard who stood before me. He had a deep scowl on his face. I wanted nothing more than to punch him out right now.

Sidney turns to me like she was about to say something but she is cut off by him. He grabs hold of her forcefully by the arm and drags her through the open doorway. What the fuck is his problem, grabbing her like that? I notice him pin her against the nearest wall and try to push the door closed forcefully. I end up stopping him from closing it with my shoe.

“Get your filthy hands off her, Mour-ies! I know what you’ve done to her,” I snap loudly and lunge forward toward him making him release his hold on her arm and pin him against the nearest wall. She moves hastily away from us. I clench my fist ready to punch him but he interjects.

“You don’t even know what I do to her, Styles; you don’t know the half o–” I slam him right in the jaw. I was nowhere close to being done with him. For only my first punch, I hit him pretty damn hard, thanks to his blood now on my knuckles. I got him good and gave him a nice bloody lip, literally.

“Stop it you guys, please!” Sidney yells toward us and runs forward panic in her eyes as she tries to get in between us trying to keep us from hitting each other.

“Stay the fuck out of this Sidney, it doesn’t concern you,” Chris informs her and pushes her away forcefully so he could get to me. I beat him to it, bringing my knee up to where the sun don’t shine not really caring or not. To be truthful, I didn’t care for this prick one bit. He doubles over in pain and falls against the nearest wall eyes squeezed shut tightly.

“Yes it does concern me, I’m the reason you two are having it out,” she snaps and I hear her voice crack like she was about to cry. I had the urge to get up and cuddle her in my arms to tell her everything will be okay and that I’ll be here for her but I had other things in mind I had to deal with, her bastard of a boyfriend for instance. She wasn’t even mine yet I wanted to make her feel special.

“The hell is going on in here?!” a girl’s voice calls out through the room. I also heard a familiar voice, Braden, call out my name.

I don’t even bother to stop what I was doing let alone reply, not really caring about anything but beating his ass. As I look away for a minute, I am soon caught off guard by his stupid ass hovering over me, throwing punches at me. I retaliate and punch him hard in the jaw and everywhere else. I wasn’t nowhere near finished with him, wanting to make him suffer far worse than what he did to her.

I wasn’t going to finish until he was lying lifeless on the floor not able to move a single muscle. This guy seriously had the nerve to tell me that I didn’t even know what he does to her. Well, what the fuck did she just tell me earlier, then? He obviously does hurt her; I saw the fucking bruises covering her body. I know what she’s going through; it isn’t fun and sure as hell ain’t pretty.

“You’re dead to me, Mour-ies,” I growl as I launch forward and attack him left and right with punches that broke skin surprisingly.

“You should be ashamed for what you do to her!”

As we continued to fight, he hit me a few more times until he blacked out not moving an inch. Did I seriously kill his ass? I think to myself for a second hoping it was true until I notice his chest rising and falling at a slow yet steady pace. He was fast asleep and passed out cold on the floor. His mouth was bleeding and he had a newly bruised black eye. At least this wasn’t my house so I could go if I wanted. It definitely wasn’t the first time this had happened.

“Harry, the fuck happened here?!” Braden came up to me and helped me up from the floor. Blood gushed from my knuckles and I could feel my eye swelling up from him punching me hard in the eye practically popping my eye out of the socket. It hurt to blink and I could feel it becoming a nasty bruise.

“Nothing,” I reply sharply and spot Sidney standing over in the doorway by Claire and her other friend she was with a few days ago. The three of them were talking quietly amongst each other.

“Sidney…” I slowly make my way over to her. She stood in the doorway a little ways away from where Chris lay and everyone was. As I approached her, she glanced up to meet my eyes, soft tears brimming in her eyes.

“I’m sorry I just I couldn’t control myself when he grabbed hold of you like that,” I tell her honestly and shake my head at his asshole action.

“It’s fine,” she tells me softly.

“Come on, let me ice that for you,” she tells me and grabs for my arm, motioning to my eye and leads me toward the kitchen.

She motions for me to take a seat on the empty chair at the island bar thing in the kitchen. I comply and sit as she begins to search through the freezer for some ice. She soon sets a small container filled to the brim with ice on the counter.

“This’ll be quite cold,” she says with a slight chuckle as she raises the small bag filled with ice to my bruised eye. I wince at the coolness of the bag that was filled of ice. This definitely wasn’t fun at all. I grab it from her and tell her I’ll do the rest. She just nods slowly and hands it over to me.

“Thanks,” I tell her with a kind smile. I was surprised she sat here while I held the ice to my eye.

“No uh…n-no problem,” she tells me with a small smile and pushes a few curls off my forehead. “S-sorry,” she mutters and jerks her hand away quickly.

“It’s fine, love, really,” I tell her with a smile and wince a bit as I smile, feeling blood dripping down my chin thanks to this damn bloody lip he gave me. I reach over to grab the nearest cloth I could find so I could wipe my lip. My hand ghosted across hers as we both reach for it. As I look at her, I can’t help but smile even though it made my face hurt even more thanks to my bloody lip that was gushing.

“I got it,” she laughs nervously and grabs one before bringing it up to my face.

“You don’t have to; I’m the one who got in this damned fight in the first place,” I reply and move the ice pack away from my eye before putting it back on there.

“I uh…I guess I’ll get going, ‘cause I’m sure you don’t want me here,” I tell her and sit up a bit running a hand through my curls. I’m sure I already caused enough hysteria for one night so it would be better if I wasn’t here. I just hope she’ll talk to me again, I mean she did talk to me but I hope it will continue this way.

Notes

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