He obessed with you (dark) 2

                                    

                                          
Hi guys so here is "dat" part two written by some amazing readers of mine. And also amazing writers. 
                          
SHOUT OUT TO Alex5342 and
TrAcEr333
                          
HERE WE GO 



                          
Harry: 
                          
You couldn't stop the chill from erupting up your spine as his gruff voice echoed over the phone and into your head. The smile vanished from your face as you processed his words. 
                          
Was he serious?
                          
"You're kidding, right?"
                          
You laughed nervously as you tucked the phone under your ear. 
                          
"Do I sound like I'm fucking kidding (Y/N)?"
                          
A lump began to appear in your throat, unsure of how to respond. 
                          
"No, I'm sorry?" 
                          
It was more of a question since you were quite confused of what was happening.
                          
"I hope you are because if you do it again and you will be punished."
                          
You leaned against the wall for support as you began to feel the beads of sweat build up on the back of your neck. 
                          
Punished? 
                          
You had deep shallow breathes as you attempted to respond.
                          
"Huh?" 
                          
The whole thing was clueless to you. Harry had never been so demanding before. 
                          
Maybe it was just a bad day? 
                          
"I will not ask you again kitten. Do. You. Understand?"
                          
You gasped at the swoop of his voice as the words spit out of his mouth. 
                          
"Yes." You breathe out.
                          
"I understand."
                          
A low chuckle came over the line as you tried to regain your composure.
                          
"Very good kitten. Text me your address and I'll come get you."
                          
You were a little unsure of yourself, but you managed an-
                          
"Okay."
                          
And the line went dead.






                          
Liam: 
                          
It was a few days after the mix up with your friends and you had just gotten in. With a sigh, you take off your jacket and shoes, about to pass out. Your boss had given you a late shift, and you were fighting to stay awake. You had also talked to your friends today, who claimed you had a family emergency, so you were really out of it. You must have misunderstood Liam. 
                          
"Hey baby girl."
                          
You let out a scream as you clutched you heart. There was Liam, causally sitting on your couch, at 3AM.
                          
"Jesus Liam, don't do that to me! What are you doing here? Didn't you say you had to go home? "
                          
Genuinely curious, you shook off the bad vibe you were getting from him.
                          
"You didn't pick up your phone." His voice was rough and low, and you couldn't help but shiver.
                          
"Yeah." You panted.
                          
"It died."
                          
You flicked on the light only to be taken aback by Liam's angry features.
                          
"Did you ever think of charging it?" 
                          
You looked at him funny as he clenched his jaw.
                          
Why was he so mad? 
                          
"I didn't have a charger with me, Liam, why would you call at 3 AM? Is something wrong?"
A knot in your stomach began to form as you say across from Liam.