Calamity with angels //HS

Get ready, chapter 6

Harry Styles

"Because scars mean I survived"

Her voice replays in my head. She is laying next to me on her bed, asleep after crying for the past hour.

All I can picture is her back. Her perfect body had scars painting it. All of those lines across her back were deep shades of purple. It looked painful. Her back seemed to be a sensitive spot to her. With her freaking out over me touching it at the gig, I can't believe she let me see them in person. She opened up to me. She let me see her vulnerability.

Even with all of those scars on her back, she was still perfect. Because her scars are on her. They make up who she is. But they don't define her. Scars are a part of her story. A story I'm dying to read.

Her scars reminded me a lot of my childhood. I don't have visible scars like her, But I sure as hell have scars deep within me. I have learned to live with my scars. I have learned to love them.

Probably because my scars have stayed with me longer than most people have.

I can't seem to fall asleep. Should I go back to my room? Will she even want me there when she wakes up?

It's now like 8 am. I don't know when she plans on waking up. I take her to be an early riser. She seems like the kind of girl who likes to get her day started. With me deep in thought I feel her move. Her head still lays in my lap.

"Did you sleep?" She startles me in a quite morning voice.

"No, I couldn't really sleep," I told her. It's the truth. If I couldn't sleep before coming to her room, then there's no way in hell I could have fallen asleep after seeing her scars. There is a long silence after speaking. She still keeps her head in my lap. But her eyes open looking out the window.

"Thank you" she confesses.

Thank you? Why is she thanking me?

"For what?" I question. " For not leaving," she tells me in a serious tone. Why would she think I would leave after seeing her back. You would have to be a complete ass hole to ditch her after that.

"Why would I leave?" I say not getting a response. I sit up to the headboard, she does the same picking up her head off of my lap. "Have people left you after seeing-"

She cuts me off with a deep sigh. She closes her eyes. I think I hit a soft spot.

I swear I'm going to kill whoever did this to her.

She nods. I can feel my eyes begin to water. Why would someone treat this perfect petal like this? 

She is a true angel. She's beautiful, including every scar on her body. She's feisty too. That was the first thing I noticed about her. I liked that about her. But she's been acting in a different sense. She hasn't made rude remarks all night. It's beginning to worry me. She's not acting like herself. That just tells me how torn up about this.

"Can I ask you something?" I ask her, she nods. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to," I tell her after seeing her in distress. " How many people have seen those?" I say gesturing to her back.

"Just you and my ex" she mumbles.

I'm the only person she's shown those too besides the person that gave her them. She trusts me, she's convertible. I can't screw this up

" You never showed Niall?" I ask. Niall is her best friend. Why wouldn't she show him? She shakes her head. "No, he knows there but he's never seen them." She tells me. " I never wanted him to think of me as different" She mumbles.

"What made you want to show me?" I ask her. "I don't know, it's different with you."

Different with me-

A knock at the door interrupts my train of thought. I look at her in confusion. "Sage you awake?" I hear a irish accent coming from the other side of the door. 

"Shit" she says in a panic. She walks to the door, I stay on the bed. If Niall saw me here he would probably think the worst knowing my reputation.

Sage opens the door. 

FUCK. I have to sneeze. 

I try to hold it in, but I can't. I let a loud sneeze. "Who's in there?" Niall questions with a concerned tone. He pushes the door open from Sage and stomps into the room.

"HARRY!" He yells at me angrily. "I swear to fucking god if you did what I thought you did I will kill you." He exclaims. " NO NO" Sage yells. "We didn't sleep with each other". She confesses.

Why did she need to say that. I wanted Niall to think I slept with her. It would have been funny to piss him off.

"Then why is he in this room." he says with an awkward silence following. "To talk" she says shyly. I let out a loud "HA-" slapping my hand over my mouth. But I get an angered look from Niall not buying any of this.

"What the fuck" Sage mouths to me so Niall won't see. "Ugh" Niall lets out. "I'm done with both of you. Me and the rest of the boys are going to go to lunch in an hour or so and I came to invite you" Gesturing to Sage. He then turns and looks at me "I texted you asking if you wanted to come but you were too caught up "talking" with her to answer.

"We'll meet you guys there," she says, trying to get him to leave. Niall rolls his eyes flipping me off as he walks out of the room. As soon as he shuts the door we both laugh. "Well I'm going to go back to my room to get ready" I told her. "See you later my little petal" I say walking out of her room. She smiles. It's been a little while since I've seen her smile. I missed it.

Omg. they are so cute. Sage is making Harry soft. I'd thought I'd add a little over protective Niall in there. Hoped y'all liked it. Drink water, eat food, and get some sleep cuz this is only the beginning. I love all of you. Hope you have a good day

Morgan