Unstoppable// Harry Styles au

Chapter 13

I sat on the couch with my hands wrapped around a mug full of tea. I watched some movie on Netflix that I didn't know the name of as I was distracted. Yesterday, Harry kissed me. That wasn't the part I was freaking out about. I was freaking out about how I felt during the kiss. I felt secure and the weird feeling in my stomach was indescribable. But it felt amazing. And that's what's scaring me. I shouldn't like Harry. He wasn't my type. Hell the first time I met him, I punched him because he called me a bitch. I didn't want to get involved in another relationship either. I didn't want to get hurt again. Zayn has proven that I shouldn't give it another chance. Ever since my last relationship, I honestly didn't want to get into another one. But I stupidly did. I still got hurt, but I didn't feel as badly as I did the first time. I don't even want to think about it anymore.

After we got to Harry's, he gave me a change of clothes and a blanket and we sat there in silence for the whole night. It was awkward until we went to bed. I slept in his bed as he slept on the couch. I snuck out before he woke up this morning. I didn't want to talk about the kiss even though I know we needed to. He likes me as he said yesterday but do I like him? I keep questioning myself about this. I mean he is really sweet and he cares about me but I don't want this to backfire on me and get embarrassed. Why would he like me now when he hated me before? I just don't understand any of this.

I sighed then laid down. I had a really bad headache and I was coughing bad. I hated what the rain did to me but I love it also. It matches with my personality. I was so happy Steve was gone when I got here. I'm pretty sure he was training Harry today to get him ready to become a "huge star". That also pissed me off too. I've been there for over a year and he's been there for about three months. Nothing was fair anymore.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep but I woke up soon after hearing the door slam shut and laughing. Great Steve's home and he brought friends. I haven't seen him since the fight yesterday and I'm scared to face him. He probably will beat me. Thank god someone's here so I won't get beat tonight. I really just need to leave. I have enough money saved so I guess I can. I don't know why I haven't left yet. I guess the only thing making me stay here is the memory of my mother and the thought of her coming home. I know she's out there somewhere and probably won't be coming back but I keep thinking some time she will. Or at least I hope she does.

Steve and his "friend" came into the room and I shut my eyes, pretending to sleep. Something else about me is that I love to eavesdrop on people's conversations. I'm very nosy, I know.

"Of course she chooses to sleep on the couch," Steve sighed. His voice disgusts me.

"I can take her to her bedroom if you want," I think Harry said. My heart fluttered at his voice. Okay, I really need to stop.

"Yeah go ahead. Take that little slut upstairs," he chuckled.

"I wouldn't call her that," Harry defended. He actually defended me?

"Whatever." I could imagine Steve's face getting hard at someone defending me.

I felt an arm wrap around my back and in the crook of my legs, lifting me and carrying me up the stairs and into my room. Harry laid me down on my bed and pulled the blanket over my body. I felt my bed dip and knew he was sitting on my bed next to me. "I know you're awake."

I opened my eyes and saw him smiling at me, his dimples popping out. I smiled back at him. "How did you know?"

"You had normal breathing. Whenever someone sleeps, their breathing slows down."

"Well I need to work on that next time," I laughed. "So what're you doing here?"

"Meeting with your stepdad."

"Again?"

He scratched the back of his neck before speaking. "Yeah I guess. And I also wanted to make sure you were okay. Why did you walk out this morning?"

I shrugged. "I guess I'm just use to leaving in the morning."

"What was the real reason?" He scooted closer to me and grabbed my hand.

I looked at him and took my hand out of his. "Nothing."

"Addie, I know you. What's wrong?"

I sighed. "All of this. The kiss yesterday, you telling me you have feelings for me. Just everything," I laid my head back. This is really wearing me out.

He looked away from me. "What's so bad about it?"

"What's not? I don't want to get back into a relationship considering what happened a year ago and I don't know my feelings for you."

"What happened a year ago," he looked at me.

"Didn't you read that in my journal," I scoffed. I still wasn't over that either.

"I only read a couple pages besides Addie, I said I was sorry. Why don't you forgive me?"

"Because you don't just go and read someone's personal stuff. That was for my eyes and my eyes only. Not for you."

"I said I was sorry. Now just tell me what happened."

"No," I shook my head and he stood up.

"Why don't you let me in Addie? You only let me in once." He tugged at his hair in frustration.

"I don't let anyone in Harry. That one time was an exception and I barely let you in."

"I don't understand you Addie."

"I don't understand me either," I sighed. He sat down next to me and wrapped his arm around me.

"I want to understand you Addie. I want to be able to care for you and make sure you're safe and I just want what's best for you."

"Well Harry... I don't want that. I don't want a relationship and I don't want you. I don't like you Harry. I'm sorry." I saw hurt immediately flash in his eyes and he withdrew his arm and stood up.

"You know I tried so hard to protect you and to get you to try to feel the same way. I showed you how much I care about you. Is that not enough for you? Huh? You know what? Never mind. I can't believe I wasted my time on you. You're a bitch Addie." He walked out of my room and slammed the door. Finally he was gone. I just needed to get rid of him. I didn't want to get hurt again that's why I pushed him away. Now hopefully he will stay away.

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I grabbed my bag and started for the door. Harry was still here talking to Steve even though it's been three hours and I even had a nice nap.

I walked down the stairs and out of the door, ignoring the two men in my living room that hated me. I walked down the driveway to my car which surprisingly got here. I guess Harry brought it back here.

Before I got in, I saw a car pull up and park in front of my house. I knew who it was and I really want to know what she was doing here. "What do you want Jess," I asked as she approached me.

"We can't keep not talking to each other Addie. We are sisters."

"Well you proved to me what we were last time."

"Look, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean it. I was just frustrated with this. You can pick up any guy you want and I'm stuck at the club by myself when you go home with a random guy. I haven't had sex with anybody in months." I smiled at her. Typical Jess was jealous. This has happened before.

"Well we could go out tonight and get you a man," I winked.

"You sure?"

"I can't hate my sister forever. And besides, I need a girl to talk to. Niall isn't cutting it and I've had a horrible couple of weeks."

"What's been happening?"

"Let's go to the café," I said as I saw Harry come out of my house. He looked at me then got in his car and drove off saying nothing to me or Jess.

"What was that about?"

"Like I said, let's go to the café."