~Harry's POV~
The times I had heard the sentence "No, not here" Fall from a girls mouth is ridiculous. However I have a feeling Rina isn't implying it in that way, although I could imagine her... I smile at the thought and she looks at me confused.
"Why are you smiling? Did you here what I said Harry?" She snapped. I think about telling her I did but I couldn't lie right now, frozen to the spot on the marble floor.
"No sorry baby..." I started, she yanked her hand from mine and marched to the stairs, I ran to catch up with her, more than slightly confused. "Rina?" I glanced down to take her hand and notice a bruise forming around her wrist, again confused and angered I look up to her. "Rina what is this?!" I ask, voice slightly rising.
"I will tell you when we are upstairs Harry, okay?" She again shrugs me off and walks to the top floor. I turn the handle, stepping past her and go to sit on the made bed.
"Right we are upstairs now, talk." I say. Not meaning for it to come out the way it did but not taking it back. What she then said made my eyes sting and my breathing stop.






























~Rina~
"Talk." He spoke, he said something else before but I wasn't going to let him talk to me like that, that's why we were here right now.
"It was you..." I shook a breathe out and then gasped, the words falling from my mouth.
"W-what." He stuttered out, his breathing hitched and his face paling. He knew what I was going to say.
"The... mark." I whisper, looking down, biting my cheek to stop the tears.
"No it wasn't. Dont fucking say that!" He shouted suddenly, making me flinch and back up into the wall.
"Yes Harry, when we fought earlier..."
"NO!" He shouted again, his fist connecting with the wall. "Why are you lying!" He shouted, pacing towards me.
"Listen to me, I know what you did wasn't on purpose... that's why we need to talk Harry..."
"Why do we need to talk about something that isn't true." He snapped, only a foot away from me.
"Because i-it's not a lie Harry I promise, I just wanted to talk about all of this." I motion between us.
"By that you mean we need to talk about me. Me fucking up. That's all I ever do isn't it Marina." He mimicked a girl voice.
"What? I didn't say that...."
"Fuck this" He laughed "I'm going out." He grumbled and turned on his heel.



"Harry Styles, if you leave this room we are done!" I practically scream. He whips around at me.


~Harry~
"Harry Styles, if you leave this room we are done!"She screams the last word. My heart stops I swear and I gasp, turning.
"What. What did you just say?" I say, the barrier holding back the tears breaking... the barrier containing my anger falling fast also.
"I said" She spoke in a voice used to talk to babies or animals. Fucking what. "If. You. Leave. This. Fucking. Room. We. Are. Done." She spoke with her hands balled into fists that I just wanted to hold. The anger and hurt in her eyes must have mirrored mine because looking at the bruising again a trail of warm hit my cheek.... Wimp. I am fucking crying. Me crying. Over a girl .
"So what you are s-saying is, if I leave this room, there is no more you and I, no more laughs, hugging, sweet kisses, passionate sex... it's all... gone?" I speak. I know I should let her go, she would be happier... better off.. but I am to selfish.
"That's exactly what I am saying Harry, we need to face this problem, not run from it." She whispers looking down, if my feet weren't glued to the floor I would be holding her.
"You... Rina...." I stumble forward and embrace her, to my utter relief she doesn't flinch or pull away, she wraps her arms around my neck and sobs a little into the crook of my neck. Before I realise it I am crying into her hair softly, knowing we have to help eachother here, neitherstrong enough for the both of us. I need to tell her now. I need to tell her it all. This is it for me.

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