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My Kind Of Love

Chapter 15 Jealousy… Jealousy…

Chapter 15 Jealousy… Jealousy…

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**Bea’s POV**

I sit nervously fiddling with my fingers in Myles’s black SUV as we drive to campus.

Him and I have been going out on dates for about a week now and it was pretty great I guess. We haven’t gone far or anything since it was too soon. It was a big change from Harry to tell you the truth. Myles was gentle towards me and never pushing nor forceful. I guess it was kind of boring for my taste but it was peaceful and sweet.

“What’s wrong beautiful?” He takes one hand off the steering wheel and rubs my knee; he can tell I’m nervous.

“N-nothing, I just have a math test so I’m a little nervous…” I trail off while giving him a reassuring smile. I half lie. I did have a math test but I wasn’t nervous for that. I was nervous because of Harry. I haven’t seen him all week at college and it is starting to worry me. Oh shut up Bea stop worrying about that jerk.

Myles’s smooth sexy voice disturbs me from my thoughts. “Well I’m sure you will do great Bea!” He lightly squeezes my knee. We continue having small talk for the rest of the ride while listening to music. I enjoyed his presence.

**Harry’s POV**

“Thanks for driving me baby!” Heather chirps while pulling down her shirt reveling more cleavage. I smirk at her while playfully grabbing one breast and squeezing it tightly before putting my hand back on the steering wheal. She lightly moans and bites her lips. Fuck, it was tempting to just fuck her here and now but I had a plan set up and I couldn’t be late.

I needed to arrive at the same time usually Bea arrives at, which is fuckin early for my taste. I never gave chick rides like this but Heather was part of the plan and butdidn’t know. You could say it was a plan to make Bea jealous but I would just call it my big entrance.

I haven’t been on campus for about a good week or so because just fuck it I just didn’t want too. I didn’t need to see Bea and Myles all over each other. He is a sick cunt and I would just kill him if I saw him touching her. The boys finally convinced me to come today so I wouldn’t raise any suspicion around the professors. Even though I didn’t seem like the type of guy to be thankful, I was thankful for my boys. As for heather and I, let’s just say we spent more nights together now. I did feel guilty for doing this to Bea but I just couldn’t control anything in my life anymore.

We pull up to the stupid college and I cut off some car trying to get into the parking space I wanted. Too bad for him.

We park right in front of a nice big black SUV. And suddenly my body goes rigid.

There she fuckin was, after not seeing her for about 3 weeks. There was Bea stepping out of Myles’s car. Rage and fury start filling inside every part of my body and Heather notices at what I’m staring at.

“You have got to be kidding me Styles, forget about that whore!” She whines in annoyance.

“Shut the hell up and let me look Heather!” I hiss at her while putting my sunglasses over my eyes and spying on Bea. Heather sighs in annoyance. Stupid bitch.

Bea looked hot with her purple V-neck reveling her small but amazing rack. Her shorts flattering her big perky ass. Dam. I start to get even angrier as the thought of Myles having her and me not getting shit comes to my mind. My knuckles start to swell and turn red from how hard I was gripping the steering wheal. I couldn’t give less of a shit.

He hands Bea her books and leans over whispering something in her ear. Fuck I couldn’t stand it. You could have practically see the fume coming out of my ears.

Suddenly Bea stands on her tiptoes and slowly puckers her lips giving him a big kiss; and just on cue that’s when I explode…

I fly out of the car like it was the last fuckin thing on earth that I will ever do and slam the door so hard I almost shatter the glass.

**Bea’s POV**

I step out of the car while laughing at some joke Myles said. He was so cute and funny!

He hands me my books and slowly leans forwards. Butterflies fill my stomach as I lean in closer, our lips grazing. We kiss for not too long when a loud noise vibrates through my ears. My heart leaps out of my chest by the loud car door slam nearly scaring me to death. Both Myles and my head snap in the same direction in front of us. My heart drops.

It was him, HOLY SHIT IT WAS HARRY. He looked furious, even with his shades on I could tell by his flexed muscles and bawled up fists. The veins in his neck bulging.

No matter how much I hate to say this but he looked handsome with his plaid unbuttoned shirt with rolled up sleeves reveling a grey top. His tight jeans hanging low on hips. I quickly snap out of it when someone else steps out of the car.

Myles and I stay dumbfound.

A busty and curvy girl steps out wearing a pretty skimpy outfit for college. Obviously Harry would choose something like that. They were about 3 meters from us but they knew we were looking.

Harry does his cocky smirk and pulls the girl by her waist quickly pinning her against the hood of the car. What the actual fuck…

She starts to giggle and slowly wrap her long legs around his torso while pulling his curls. THAT WAS MY JOB.

He quickly turns around to see if I’m looking and then quickly lowers his head to hers. They start intensely making out as if they were alone. She grabs his head pulling him closer, making her breasts squish against his chest.

HE DID IT ON PURPOSE! WHAT A SICK BASTARD!

My eyes start to swell as I feel tears start to form. Just in time Myles grabs my hand and pulls me away from the painful sight knowing Harry’s and I past.

Once on campus he turns around facing me while gently grabbing my chin.

“Bea it’s ok, just let it out.” He says with a warming yet nervous smile. It makes my heart melt.

“I-It’s fine, I don’t need too.” I lie as I pull my face from his hands trying to hide my eyes.

He grabs my head between his big hands and says a little more sternly. “It makes perfect sense that you still have feelings for him, and what he did was too only make you jealous. So it’s okay for you to cry.” He brings me in for a warm soft hug and that’s when I break down and loose myself. I start sobbing like a little baby as he gently rubs my back while kissing my cheeks.

After about five minutes I stop crying and he wipes away my tears. I am so grateful to have him, I think…

We kiss one more time before he walks to his chemistry class leaving me alone. I didn’t have class for another thirty minutes so I decide and go study since I have nothing better to do. Casper was on a weeklong trip doing community service for a class she failed and Jay (her gay best friend in case you forgot) has been gone for about 3 weeks and a half in Jamaica for an exchange student program.

I sigh to myself realizing how much I miss my friends as I walk past a corner of campus going to my quiet secluded spot where I could study but I just couldn’t get the haunting image out of my head. Harry and that skank making out…

Did he have feelings for her now? Were they dating? Was it too only make me jealous?

Fuck, forget it Bea!

**Harry’s POV**

Heather and I walk off our separate way as she goes to her class. My plan had succeeded. The look on Bea’s face was priceless.

Then suddenly a pang of guilt hits me… Jesus Harry! Why can’t I just get her off my mind?

My thoughts get’s disturbed as I see Bea walking in the distance to some secluded corner. The nerd was probably gonna go study.

Fuck is she crying?

I sneak behind her till we reach some quiet part of campus I have never seen before.
There was no one expect her.

Perfect…

**Bea’s POV**

Peace rushes over me as I reach my little secret corner where I go study.

As I start placing my books on one of the benches I hear the sound of steps against the pavement. I quickly spin around almost yelling. It was him again!

“Harry! What the fuck are you doing here?” I shout at him as anger starts to rush through me. He does one of his stupid but sexy smirks.

“Nice to see you too doll face.” He says calmly while stepping closer to me. To close for comfort…

“Can you please leave me alone? I think your bitch wants to see you.” I smile at my nice little comeback.

His smile grows bigger as he says. “Why? You jealous babe? Have you been crying over me?” What a jerk.

“Your not worth my tears Harry so please freaking leave!” I plead as he steps even closer our face inches apart. He slowly places his hand around my thigh and gently starts massaging it.

“How’s Myles huh?” He questions clearly trying to hit a nerve. I stare into his beautiful green eyes and think to myself, how can someone so perfect be so evil?

I ignore his question, as I am too distracted with his hand rubbing my inner thigh now. My breathing gets heaver and he notices, taking this is an opportunity to place his crotch on mine. His smell of cologne that I miss starts to mesmerize me. I try my hardest to suppress a moan; this is wrong.

“Harry! Fuck get off me!” I shout raising my voice a little hoping he will obey. But he doesn’t because he is Harry Styles, obeying no one but himself.

I have had it!

I yell this time pretty loud as anger fills me. “HARRY GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME OR ILL CALL THE COPS ON YOU AND TELL THEM ABOUT YOUR STUPID LITTLE GANG.” I immediately regret the words as they spill out. His eyes turn into the eyes of an animal as he throws me up against the wall making me shriek in pain. It was even worse then he did it before to me at his apartment. Tears start to fill my eyes and he presses against me digging his hands into my small wrists.

“BEA YOU FUCKIN WOULDN’T! DON’T MAKE ME FUCKIN HURT YOU BECAUSE IF YOU DO TELL THERE IS NO STOPPING ME!” He spits in my face while shoving me even harder. Tears start to fall down my cheeks as the pain starts to hurt even more.

“Harry! You would never do that, I know you well enough.” I shout back while trying to shove him off of me.

“Clearly you don’t know me well enough darling because I have no fucking pity for anyone, ANYONE.” His strong words burn through me like bullet wholes.

I loose my control and just lash out him. “GET AWAY FORM ME YOU FUCKING MONSTER, SOMEONE HELP. HELP ME, SOMEBODY!” I start yelling bloody murder as I claw and slap at Harry. In a matter of seconds his hand goes flying to my face, clamping over my mouth, forcing it shut so much that it hurt.

“HOLY FUCK BEA! STOP BITCHING OUT AND COOL IT! DON’T PUSH MY LIMITS!” He yells at while tightening his grip around my mouth. This just makes me even more fucking mad. I bite down as hard as I can and his hand goes sailing off, as I taste blood between my teeth.

“WHAT THE FUCKIN HELL BEA?” His voice was so furious, the most I have ever seen him. I was fucking scared.

As I’m about to start running he grabs a big chunk of my hair and wrenches me back knocking me to the ground. I shriek at the pain running through my scalp. He freezes and looks at me, realizing what he is doing…

“FUCKIN CHRIST! I-I need to get out of here before I hurt you even more.” He yells before quickly speeding off.

I lay on the floor as the pain and aches cover my body, the pain and aches that he gave me…