HELP (A Harry Styles Fanfict)

Chapter 23

Song for this chapter:

*Glory and Glore- Lorde*

*Angels- The xx*

*Million Dollar Man- Lana Del Rey*

Kylie's POV

"Don't touch me! Stop touching me!" I yell at Brooke and Harry furiously, roughly struggling to get out of their grasp.

"Calm down Kay!" Brooke comands.

"No I won't, stop, let go of me! "

-1 Day Earlier-

"Hey Harry." Annoyance fills her voice as she opens the door.

Once he enters my home and sees me, his smiles becomes visible making his dimple dig deep into his skin.

"Hey." He greets walking towards me on the couch.

"Hi." I simply greet back, hardly showing emotion.

After the some-what conversation we had yesterday before he left, it made me think things a bit, differently?

No. Not differently.

HARD.

-FLASHBACK-

"Kylie look at me." He asserts.

I sniffle and stay the exact same way.

"Look at me! " he says loudly which terrifies me a bit. I look up slowly with tears in my eyes.

"Stop being so hard on yourself." He lips taking a seat infront of me on my bed. "Look at me." He places his two fingers under my chin lifting my head up more.

I jerk back from his touch but answer his commands anyways.

"Are you gonna say something, rude to me before I even start to speak? " he asks.

"Depends on what you tell me. "

"Just... let me speak, don't interrupt me till I'm done. Alright? "

"Hurry up and talk then. " I say, lifting my head up off my knees a bit.

"I'm sorry." Harry breathes. "I'm sorry I've put you into a huge mess. Basically into my disturbing life, I might not be perfect but I feel like you are to me. Your different then everyone else I've ever even spoken to. Your perfect to me." he smiles. "I just want you to know that. Yeah, okay you might think I'm bullshiting you but I'm not. It's true. I've never said this to a girl but I think I like... you, Kylie." He looks at me slowly and I'm shocked. I stare at him without moving, completely lost in my word, speechless.

I've never ever heard a guy say those words to me. Its so new for me to comprehend.

"What? Are you joking?" Worriedness enters my rushed voice.

"No. I've never told a girl that, you are the first person I've ever said that to. It feels weird." He laughs.

"No, no. I think your joking, or not your just nuts."

"I'm not, even with the arguments we've had, I think I really do like you. " he repeats.

"Why me. I'm not the kind of girl you should be seen with ever. I'm a freak, an ugly piece of crap. " sadness fills my voice now and my mind is just blocked.

"Dont you ever say that about yourself. You are so... beautiful, Kylie. "

"Please don't pity me Harry. Don't lie to me."I say. "I've been through quite enough to involve myself into something more."