Ali’s pov The funfair was huge we didn’t know where to start. After a few begging incidents the boys finally gave in on us going on the waltzes. Knowing my hair would go flying I knicked Harry's snapback and rested it on top adjusting the size so it would fit. We sat in pairs me and Harry with Niall and Mim. It was approaching 6pm when we decided to go our separate ways. As me and the beautiful god patrolled the circus ground, we spotted a “hook-a-duck” parlour, and the prize was an over sized teddy bear. My eyes were clinging to the bear and Harry rolled his eyes as he handed over a token. Nothing to my surprise harry won with flying colours picking the panda that had to be bigger than me. Harry’s stomach began to rumble so he decided to fetch a hot dog; the cue was long so I sat on the bench opposite still in his sight. As harry's back was turned, I was approached by a group of men. “OI! Look it’s a big baby, with a teddy!” an immature high pitch voice called out from the side and a group of pathetic laughs could be heard. Another voice called “BABY BABY OH AND I WAS LIKE BABY BABY BABY NO!” I rolled my eyes with the pathetic comments being called, I could take it so far and then one called out. “Lets not bother she’s fat anyway!” my eyes began to water and a hand was placed on my shoulder, it wasn’t harry’s the hand was of a small proportion. I shrugged it off but his grip tightened. The group must have been a bunch of 15 year olds I wasn’t afraid just pissed off. “Let go!” water droplets escaping my eyes. One boy grabbed my hair pulling me down towards the floor. I fell to my knees. “OUCH” I screamed as a kick was retrieved in my stomach. Harry's head turned violently. He exited the queue and ran his way towards me. “FUCK OF THE LOT OF YAH!” Harry’s voice deepened but was loud as ever. He was scary his eyes were black his limbs hardened. Harry leapt forward, to the boy that kicked me in the stomach and knocked him in the face. He then took me from behind and lifted me off the ground. “Oh look it’s a super hero, coming to save his baby sister” that was it before I could notice the kid was knocked to the floor. Harry’s eyes were black and the violence within seeped through his clenched fists. As harry went to take another hit I grabbed his arm. He turned and looked down at me. I shook my head and gave him a small smile. He let go of his fists and smiled back. Walking up to the group of teenagers he didn’t have to say anything as they scurried in all directions. “Harry thanks you.” I placed a kiss on his blooded fist and he kissed my forehead. He looked up with tears in his eyes. He removed his hand from my grip and wrapped his arm around me. I could hear his heart it was pounding 1000 beats a minute. What could be up with him?” H-Harry are you o-ok?” I stuttered as I was scared he was still angry. “Ali I’m sorry I left you this was my entire fault! I hate myself, I have to protect you. You’re so precious to me. And if anything or anyone hurts you I will kill them.” Even though he said it in the most caring way I knew he meant it. Why was harry feeling like this? I’d known him two days and he already was so protective of me. I looked up into Harry’s eyes and a tear escaped. I reached up to his perfect face and whipped the escaping emotion away. He was so beautiful when he cried. I’d never thought he was like that one minute angry and violent the next crying. We were now on our way to the Ferris wheel hand In hand. I was wearing my skinny jeans and a tank top that hung fairly low. I was being eyed up by fairly older men, which harry didn’t seem to like as he grip would tighten and he’d give the eyeing monster a glare of evil. His eyes had gone back to normal, making me feel more relaxed. As we were about to aboard our cart. Harry dug his heels into the ground. “I can’t I don’t like heights” he mumbled in embarrassment. He looked down at me and sat his eyebrows in a frown. I looked into his eyes and smiled. “Its okay, you’re safe with me” I whispered into his ear and he nodded. Once the Ferris wheel was going harry calmed down a little looking out on the horizon. You couldn’t really see anything as it was dark. In the fairy lights on the carriage he still looked emasculate.