Unstoppable// Harry Styles au

Chapter 19

"Baby just adjust your arm and try to get it straight."

"I know how to bowl Harry," I rolled my eyes. Yes we were bowling. It was one of Harry's favorite things to do so I decided to go with him.

"Doesn't look like it to me. You've gotten a gutter every ball," he laughed. I looked back at him and gave him a death glare. I turned around and straightened my arm out. I swung my arm back and let go of the ball. The ball went straight and hit all of the pins, getting me a strike. I smiled and ran towards Harry, giving him a big hug.

"You did it," he smiled as he pulled away.

"I know."

"And who helped you with that strike?"

"Not you." I sat down next to him as it was now his turn.

"Whatever," he rolled his eyes and kissed my nose. He got up and grabbed the ball. He got a strike making that his third strike in a row. "Do you want to play another game?"

"We already played three. I think that's enough bowling for a day."

"Okay." We grabbed all of our stuff and dropped the shoes off at the counter, paying for everything and leaving.

We went back to his place and sat down on his sofa. He turned on the TV and kept his attention there. I looked over at him and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. How could one man look so beautiful? It's like he didn't have a single flaw on his body. I couldn't believe that I could have someone like him actually care about me. It seemed all to perfect for someone like me. I know I didn't deserve him and probably wouldn't ever deserve someone like him. But maybe his looks were a trick and he was actually a really bad person? But then again, I don't know him that well. Actually I don't really know him at all. And we've been dating for over a week.

He turned to me and caught me staring but I didn't look away. "Why are you staring at me?"
I just shrugged and looked at the tv. I felt his stare burn the side of my face. "What're you thinking about?"

"Just stuff."

"What kind of stuff," he asked while scooting closer to me and wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

"Just that I don't really know you. Like your favorite things."

"Well ask me then."

"Okay. What's your favorite color?"

"Green."

"So basic," I laughed.

"Whatever. Next question."

"Favorite food?"

"Spaghetti."

"Favorite animal?"

"Cat."

"Favorite place to be kissed," I smirked.

"I don't know. Why don't you try it," he winked. I laughed as I pulled him close and kissed his lips.

"A thing that turns you on?"

"You," he smirked and moved his head to the crook of my neck. I felt his lips on my soft skin and his curls. I ran my fingers through his hair, making him moan against my skin.

"Harry," I mumbled.

"Yeah baby?"

"Why did you want to date me?" He brought his head up and looked straight at me.

"Why are you asking me this question?"

"Just answer it please," I said frustrated.

"Okay." He kissed my lips. "When I first saw you, I saw this beautiful hard headed girl who looked like nothing could tear her down. And when I saw you in the gym, I loved how you punched that bag and when you fought me, I immediately regretted hitting you. When I read a couple pages of your journal, I was surprised at how much you've been through but yet I still saw this strong girl who I wanted to get to know better. And I knew Zayn was going to use you, that's why I warned you. I didn't want you to get hurt again. I really care about you Addie, whether you believe it or not. I wanted to date you because I wanted to get to know this amazing girl that punched me the first time we met. And I know you've been through multiple guys who have used you but I promise I will never hurt you."

"You promise?"

"Of course." He grabbed my hand and kissed it. And I knew that things were finally looking up for me.

******

I walked into the café and found Jess, who was crying. I quickly walked over to her and sat down.

"Jess what happened?"

"L-Liam h-he said it's over."

"Why would he end it?"

"Because he s-said I wasn't enough fo-for him."

"I'm so sorry Jess." I slid into her side of the booth and hugged her. "He didn't deserve you. You will find someone better. I promise. He's just an asshole who doesn't need you. He isn't worth your tears."

"I know but," she took a breath then wiped her eyes. "It just hurts to know that he used me for sex."

"I know it does but things will get better." She looked at me and smiled.

"You always have good advice Addie."

"I try," I laughed.

"We need to have a movie night."

"Yeah. How about tonight? I'll buy some ice cream."

"Addie you are the best."

"I know. I'm gonna go over to the gym for a bit and be at my house at 7?"

"Okay."

******

I stepped into the gym and was surprised at how many people were here. It was as if Steve recruited 30 new people. Speaking of Steve, I haven't seen him since the day I moved out.
I set my stuff down and walked over to one of the punching bags, putting my earphones in to blast out everyone in the gym. I saw Harry training but ignored it since I knew he would be a distraction. Him shirtless isn't helping me at all.

I started my usual training and was done within three hours. I saw Harry leave about two hours ago, and go into Steve's office, leaving about half an hour after that. He saw me but didn't once come over to me and say hi or even acknowledge my presence. It was as if he didn't want anyone to know we were dating, which really bothered me. Was I an embarrassment? I just shrugged it off knowing I will talk to him about this tomorrow. But for right now, I have to get to the store and my house before Jess shows up.

Harry's P.O.V.

I watched her earlier as she punched that bag. It really was a struggle not to go over there and kiss her. She was by far, the most beautiful girl I've seen. I was so lucky to have her but I knew that she probably wouldn't ever forgive me once she knew what I was doing. And especially for what I was doing to her. I didn't want to but I needed more money and I couldn't give this opportunity up.

These past two weeks have been incredible and I don't think I could go a day without seeing her. I always did like her but I needed the money more. Which sounded like a pathetic excuse but I have my reasons.

I walked up to her door and was about to knock on it before I heard talking. "I just don't know Jess. I mean how could she just leave me there with him? And leaving me with all these? Oh god I miss her so much," I heard Addie cry. It made my heart ache knowing she was crying.

"Maybe she's leaving clues or something," I heard her friend Jess say.

"For all I know, she's dead." I heard more weeping and I knew I had to go in there and hug her. I opened the door and stepped in, finding a crying Addie sitting among a box full of papers, pictures and other stuff I couldn't name.