Last night I confessed my love to Harry , I was still in bed with his strong arm holding me close to his bare chest. I was awake for about five minutes but I didn't want to wake Harry up. Everything was quiet until I heard Harry's phone start to ring, he woke up startled as he tightened his grip around my waist. When Harry answered the phone I heard the other person yelling at him, I tried to make out what they were saying. I heard " HARRY WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!? the boss is not happy and you need to meet us in the alley in 10. I acted as if I didn't hear what just happened but Harry just groaned and told me that he was going out and he would be back as soon as possible. I gave him a gentle smile, but I just realized that Harry had never left me alone he had always been here with me. Before I knew it Harry was saying "love you and don't leave my flat". I waved bye, collapsed on the couch and turned on the tv. It was getting pretty late and it was dinner time, I hadn't eaten breakfast or lunch and I needed food right away. I was already feeling lightheaded and there was absolutely nothing to eat here. I put on one of Harry's hoodies and a pair of my leggings, while I was getting ready I kept telling myself that Harry would understand that I hadn't eaten anything and I was just going out to get dinner for the both of us. I walk to the door and go to the lobby, I walk outside to see food places and I walked to the nearest one. Right after I got the food, I went straight back to Harry's flat. I open the door to an extremely angry Harry, he eyes weren't the usual loving green they were black and full of rage. I didn't even have time to say hi before he was yelling at me, this truly scared me as he had never raised his voice at me. I dropped the bag on the table before my shoulders were gripped extremely tight and my back was slammed into the wall. I winced in pain as this happened, I knew I would have bruises on my back and shoulders from his actions. All I heard was him yelling at me saying that he told me to stay in his flat and not to leave. I tried to whisper to him why I left but it came out as if I was talking under my breath and I had the wind knocked out of me as his big and strong hand came like a whip across my face. I screamed out in pain as tears were streaming down my face. I lay on the floor in a tight ball as I hold my cheek as I stings and feel the ache in my back and shoulders. Harry had walked away for some reason and when he came back he was holding the bag with the food in it and demanded me to tell him what was in it. I don't know why he didn't just look in it himself, but as I was still crying I managed to speak clearly enough for him to hear the words, they quickly flowed out of my mouth. " I went out to get something to eat because there was nothing for me to eat, I didn't have breakfast or lunch and I was so hungry and so I went out to get something for us to eat for dinner because I was so hungry. Harry I'm soo sorry please forgive me I won't ever leave again please I'm so sorry." He was only quiet, I was too afraid to look at him but when I heard him walking over to me I panicked thinking he was going to hurt me again. I quickly scooted away from him and into the wall, when I was pressed up against the wall Harry came over to me and put his hand on my shoulder I flinched so bad it even scared me and I started shaking like crazy. I heard him say my name and I didn't move, he was quiet and then he picked me up and I started crying again. What I had just experienced was a side of Harry that I had never seen and to be completely honest, it scared the mess out of me. Before I knew it Harry was sitting on his bed cradling me like a baby and rocking me back and forth. Whispering " I'm so sorry chelsea, I didn't mean to hurt you I'm sorry I lashed out on you like that." I didn't say anything I was still too afraid to speak to him at the moment. He tried to lag me down on my back but I quickly winced and hissed in pain and I thought I heard a sniffle so I look up at Harry and his eyes were back green and full of worry and guilt.