Daddy Horan

e l e v e n

"Sick minded people, are the best kind of people"

- Jenna Adams

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Marcel's P.O.V

"Lana, what are you doing here?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Um... how do you know I am?" She asked.

Oh... she doesn't recognize me. Perfect.

"Sorry. I'm Harry." I shook my head and stuck my hand out and shook her hand. So soft and small.

"Harry?" Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Okay but-"

"Marcel talks so much about you." I sighed. "He doesn't really like me so I can understand why you don't know me."

Honestly, I didn't like myself. Both of me.

"Oh, well it's nice meeting you Harry." She smiled weakly.

What's troubling her? I will take all her pain away. Something tells me it was Niall. I will more than happily make him go away.

"Come in, please." I stepped aside and inhaled her sweet scent as she passed by me. Why can't I just take her? I will if I have to.

"Is Marcel home?"

"Huh?" I shook my thoughts away. They can wait.

"Marcel." She bit her lip.

"He's upstairs sleeping." I shrugged.

"Oh, well...I'll go." Her head dropped and slowly walked over to the door.

"What's troubling you, angel?" I grabbed her arm gently. How am I doing so well?

She blushed and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "I don't know you."

This is ME, Lana. Not Marcel. Marcel is no one. I'm Harry Styles and I've been with for a long time...

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Lana's P.O.V

He's so sweet and caring. Almost like Marcel... but different. Why did he never tell me about Harry?

Harry and I sat down on the couch for about 8 minutes just trying to get to know each other.

"I dropped out of school a long time ago. It just wasn't for me." He shrugged. "Marcel was always better. Of course my parents would put more effort on him. I was just...pushed away."

"I'm sorry." I stared at him while he thought. He looks just like Marcel.

"It's okay, Lana. You shouldn't be apologizing at all." Harry put an arm over my shoulders. "If you wish to stay, you can stay forever." He suggested but it almost sounded like a plead.

"Okay." I sighed and leaned back on the couch. I didn't know anything about Harry but he seamed to know everything about me. I couldn't help the blush as I thought of him putting so much attention to Marcel talking about me.

"Alright then. I'll go fix up my room cause it's super messy." He cringed and ran upstairs.

I heard a knock at the door followed by a familiar voice...fuck.

"Lana!" He yelled outside from the door. "Lana? I know your there, I can see you through this doo-

I opened the door before he coulde say anything.

"I don't wanna see you right now and keep your voice down." I whispered and went outside with him because I knew he was gonna yell at me for leaving the house and I didn't want him scaring Harry.