Broken (Harry Styles fan fiction)

Chapter 34

Haven

My heart hammered in my chest and my nerves were going haywire, I was shaking so bad. I knew I hadn't imagined things when I saw Jake sitting next to my mother. Why would she bring him here? What purpose does it serve her to bring the person who hurt me the most back into my life?

"Walk a little faster sweetheart, I want some alone time without lover boy interrupting us," Jake commanded, nudging my shoulder causing me to stumble forward a little. His hand came up and grabbed ahold of my upper arm, steadying me and keeping me close to him. I knew he was only being polite and not as forceful because there was still a couple people hanging around in the hallways leading to the dressing room.

I felt sick. Everything about this situation scared me and made me panic. Jakes voice sent shivers down my spine and not the good kind, the kind Harry gives me. His rough touch was like acid on my skin, burning away and leaving his mark. The look in his eye made nervous. He looked determined, vengeful, like he wanted to make up for getting interrupted four years ago. Why is he even bothering? I'm sure he has moved on to tormenting plenty of other women.

He leads me backstage, back to where I was, only moments ago, celebrating the win of my final fashion show, where I finally felt like I was good at something and proud of myself. Now here I am being roughly lead beyond the dressing room and out to some hallway. I hope Harry has noticed that I wasn't there and has come looking for me. Please let Harry notice I'm gone!

"Why are you doing this Jake?" I ask, my voice low and shaky from the fear that was ripping through me.

"Doing what? Finally taking what's mine?"

"What's yours?" I ask, confused. He couldn't honestly think that I'm his, that's just ridiculous.

"Don't play stupid Haven. I'm here to take what you so selfishly kept from me four years ago. What I'm sure your pretty little lover boy is so desperately waiting for. Why he's even sticking around baffles me," he laughs, the sound sinister and threatening.

He still thinks I'm a virgin. What do I do? Do I just play it off like I am or do I tell him that he's too late and my 'pretty little lover boy' has already taken my virginity? I think the latter might piss him off and I don't know if I want to chance getting beat again, but then again Jakes grip on my is telling me that he's not going to be gentle whether I tell him or not.

I wince as his grip on my arm tightens, pulling me down another hallway, "his name is Harry and he's already taken what's his," I hiss, finding some ounce of bravery in me.

I regret my words as he spins me around and slams me up against the wall, my head slamming back, making an awful sound. I close my eyes as pain spreads through my skull, making me feel lightheaded.

"What?! So you give it up to that uptight rich kid but you wouldn't give it to me?" He snarled. He grabbed onto my arms, holding so tight I am sure to get bruises.

I know I'm going to regret this but I need to find some way to stall him, to keep him from doing whatever it is he plans on doing. I just need to stall him long enough for Harry to find me. "Harry is more of a man than you will ever be," I spit out, opening my eyes slightly, enough to see the scowl on his face and see him raise his hand before it made contact with the side of my face. The loud smack echoing down the narrow hall. I cover my cheek with my hand feeling the blood rise to the surface.

"Shut up you bîtch. That guy is nothing more than some rich kid who doesn't know anything," he spit. He grabbed my arm again and dragged me down the hall with him.

"He's not some rich kid. He's worked hard for everything he has. You are the rich kid who thinks he can get what he wants. Who was spoiled by his parents and never made to take responsibility for his actions." I snap.