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Harry's P.O.V
Days have past since our visit to Isabel's home. Days past since I made love to her in her bed. Days past since I've had urges to indulge into my toxic habits. The sky has been a dull, dull gray and the sun has been hidden behind dark clouds. The only thing that has been brighter than the moon was Isabel's smile. She has basically moved into my dorm now but occasionally she goes back to hang out with Taylor. My flatmate pretty much spends his measly time with his fuck friend. Which is perfectly fine for me- I enjoy having a room to myself.
"Love, come on you're going to be late to class" I speak softly into Isabel's ear as she lays in my bed. Her eyes are closed but I know she is awake.
She mumbles something that I can't understand. I shake her gently and her eyes swing open.
"Okay, okay. I'll get up but you have to walk me there" there is a hint of smile wishing to escape on her face.
I shake my head," I was going to walk you there anyways love."
She climbs out of bed and throws on one of my t-shirts and shimmies on a pair of tight jeans. They're awfully tight.
After she brushes her teeth and pulls her hair into an adorable bun that I may or may not have copied from, we leave my room and start walking down to her class.
"Harry, you know that no matter what you gone through in the past, it does not change how I feel about you right?" Isabel surprises me.
"Yeah I know. And I'm thankful for that" I squeeze her hand that's interlocked with mine.
"Okay. And I know how much of a struggle it is to quit something you're used too. I've witnessed it first hand"
I cock my head to the side, "what do you mean you've witnessed it?"
I hear her breathe in,"my dad, before he died, he was an addict. More if a secret addict. My mom and I had no clue of his addiction until he was found in his office. He was doing cocaine and I guess he did too much and it killed him. I was little when I lost him"
Maybe it's the way she so casually admits her past or how she almost sounds disappointed at her late father that makes me ask, "Do still love him? I mean after you knew he had problem."
"I mean yeah ofcourse, I will always love my dad. I guess I just wish he didn't let drugs become more important than family. I was a little girl who was told that he died because of heart problems. Until I got older, I always thought that was how he died. Then my mom told me the truth and at that moment I hated him, I hated my mom for lying, I hated myself for being so naive. But he was my dad, and despite the problems he had, he took care of me and loved me." She breathes in shakily. I stop us from walking briefly to hold her and kiss the top of her head.
"You won't lose me. I promise" I whisper.
"Okay" she replies.
We continue walking in silence.
Isabel's P.O.V
Telling Harry of my dad and his struggles almost felt therapeutic. I've never spoken about my father to anyone before and when I told Harry, I wasn't an emotional wreck as I thought I would be. Maybe it was because of the way Harry gives me comfort and security that I didn't feel pressured.
It's almost ironic really.
Harry lost his sister to an overdose intentionally, and I lost my dad to an overdose accidentally.
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Clouds {Harry Styles A.U}
ФанфикIsabel has a dark past. Harry has a dark past. But both have a light stronger than the sun. as long as they are together, not even clouds can hide them.
