His Only Angel [h.s.]

Chapter 19

Harry Styles

I wake as if it's an emergency, as if sleeping had become a dangerous thing. My heart beats fast and there is a buzzing in my brain and together they are as panic with jump-leads. Only now my brain is as a flat battery, the exertions of the night being a marathon of erratic problem-solving. And so this day will pass as if I am hungover, not from drink, but from the nightmares that demand solutions. The haunting existence of her dying burned in the back of my mind. She was the closest thing I had but yet so far from my touch and it was all because of me. Although they tell me that what happened all those years ago was a accident but they way my mind keeps playing the vision over and over like a record player.

It's non stop.

Apart of me knew that her death could have been inevitable if I would have just followed his rules but if you haven't known already is that I don't follow no one's rules unless there mine. The only thing in this world that has kept me from jumping off the edge was the girl in front of me. Soft snores left her mouth as she slept peacefully with her body facing me. I smiled slightly, brushing a piece of loose hair out of her face. Every decision I make, every person I kill, every sacrifice I make is all for her. I don't know what I'm feeling right now but I kinda like it.

The warmness and tingles spread around my stomach like wildfire. Thea was the only person who made me feel this way, not even Sierra had this affect on me. My father wasn't a nice man nor was he father of the year. He didn't give a damn about me or my mother so I sure in hell didn't care about his well being. Our relationship was so far from perfect that I couldn't even stomach to be in the same room as that conniving son of a bitch. The girl laying inches from me was my only reason, my only motivation. I find my hand reaching over to stroke her cheek softly.

"Angel." I whisper.

She stirred slightly but her eyes didn't open making me chuckle.

"Looks like someone is a sleepy baby today, hm?" My hand moved down to the white lace bra she was wearing.

"So fucking sexy." I smirked mischievously and pinched her nipple. In a instant she let's out a small scream and shoots up. I laugh loudly throwing my head back. Thea looks around the room frantically before her eyes landed on me.

"Harry? What the hell did you do that for?" I shrug.

"You wouldn't wake up."

"Okay...So your idea of waking me up is to pinch my nipple to death?"

"Pretty much." I grin.

She gives me a blank stare.

"I hate you."

"Damn!" I hear four voices on the other side of the door.

"She told your ass mate!" Niall laughed.

"I know you all have five seconds to get away from my door before I shoot you." I warn causing Thea to snicker.

"Shit, alright but we just wanted to let you freaks know that breakfast is ready and Harry we'll have to go soon." I sigh and nod.

"Okay, I'll be out in a minute."

"Well you better hurry because Liam's hungry ass eats all the sausage." Niall says.

"Fuck you!" Liam fires back.

"I'm not lying."

"Leave." I order and hear footsteps walk away from the door.

I skate my head and turn to Thea who was trying to contain her laughter.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"