Love In a Hopeless Place (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 1 (Fanfic Updated Weekly)

I was lying delicately against the soft fabric of the pillow beneath my head. My hair fanned out around me and my breathing was slow and steady, a contorted grin spread over my face as I felt a pair of hands press down on my shoulders. I took my bottom lip between my teeth and made sure my eyes remained closed. I tfelt the pair of hands move down to grasp at my sides and then a pair of lips touched down on mine kissing me lightly, airily.

"Harry." I moaned into the kiss as he pulled back bringing his hands to run down the length of my face and pressing his mouth to my cheek. He mumbled something under his breathe before connecting our lips once more and then his toung ran over my seal and I whispered his name once more.

"Sorry If I woke you." He growled into my ear taking my lobe between his lips.I giggled. And then my eye lids fluttered open slowly and I groaned in annoyance.

The sun beaming through the windows of Liam's bedroom had woke me. I stretched rustling the bed and yawning. Liam twitched beside me while I pulled my hair into a bun and rubbed at the sleep in my eyes. The bed was small and cramped and there was not enough room for the both of us. Sleeping over at Liam's flat was downright uncomfortable; we wanted to stay to our agreement of keeping abstinent and so neither of us ever slept without clothes on. His bathroom was tiny and messy and the rest of the house was scarcely furnished and plain. his boxes of decor peppered the entire flat taking up space in walkways and making it difficult to get around. I had promised Liam I would help him move into his new place and since it was taking much longer than either of us had anticipated, I had begun spending the nights over to save time and gas money.

I yanked myself out of bed, still frustrated that what had happened this morning had been yet just another dream about Harry, and marched into the bathrrom shutting the door behind me and turning on the tap.

"Ella?" I could hear Laim grumble from the other side of the door. I finished washing my face and brushing my teeth just as I heard Liams heavy hand jiggle the doorknob.

"Babe I need to shower!" He yelled, his morning voice made him sound tired and groggy. I opened the door stepping out of Liams way and crossing the room to gather my bag and things to leave the flat. things between Liam and I hadn't been as great since the whole Harry fiasco. He was constantly stressed out worrying I did't love him the way I had before because I had loved Harry and harassing me all the time about where I had gone that day and with whom. And I had nearly had my fill of his childish behavior. I mean sure I still found him absolutely one hundred and ten percent attractive but the spark wasnt there like it used to be. All the same we continued to work through all of our issues and problems because when everything was all said and done, he was still my boyfriend and I did still love him.

"Where are you headed?" Liam caught me by my waist before I got out of the small doorway. I giggled struggling to get out of his firm hold.

"out!" I grunted finally giving up and standing still and defeated in his arms. He removed one arm but still kept the other wrapped securely around my small frame.

"Out where beautiful?" He questioned spinning me around to face him. His dark hair was erect in some places and his cheeks rosy from his deep sleep.

"Does it matter?" I queried leaning in to kiss him on top of his nose. He chuckled.

"Not anymore it doesn't" Liam whispered reciprocating the action.

"And why doesn't it matter anymore?" I ran a hand through his hair as we brushed our noses against one another.

" Because all that matters now is that your here with me. And that's how I want it to stay Ella; you, here and with me." Liam kissed me passionately barely pulling back for breathe before diving in again. It was all too much. It was all too much because Liam had promised we'd take things slow and now here he was making it hard to breathe quite literally. And too much because Harry's jail term was up next month and I knew it, and Liam knew it, and Harry knew it.

"Liam" I mumbled onto his lips pushing a hand against his stomach in attempt to break the kiss. But he only tightened his grip decreasing the air and space between us. I felt crowded and over whelmed and warm.

"Liam I have to go Niall's waiting outside." That stopped him cold. Liam had known about the past that Niall and I share. He knew that Niall was a huge part of how and why I was ever even rescued. All the same he still didn't quite enjoy Niall constantly hanging around the flat and stopping by to pick me up for coffee in the mornings. Liam grumbled something Inaudible as I finally broke away from him to gather my things and outside Niall honked the horn to his tiny jeep as if he could read our minds.

I slid my ponytail out finger combing my hair a couple times before throwing on an Hollister jacket and slipping into a pair of TOMS near the door. Liam just stood in the door way watching me with a goofy grin plastered across his lips.

"Li, im off!" I shouted grabbing my keys from the ring on the wall next to the front door. Liam emerged from the back room still shirtless and sleepy.

"Ella, I love you." He spoke the words quietly because it had been the first time since that night in the grass where I hadn't responded that he dare say it again. He was testing the waters, this was a test I was going to fail.

"I know." I answered averting my eyes from his beautifully confused face and pulling the heavy door in front of me open.

"Ready to go?" Niall's voice echoed from a few steps away where he leaned up against a wall wearing a black jacket and a pair of jeans. I smiled at him.

"Ready when you are."

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Louis's arm was slung around Joselyn as he went on and on in a detailed explanation of how difficult his maths homework had been the previous night. I sat squeezed into the corner of the cafe booth next to Niall who smiled down at me and shoved into me playfully. We were out for coffee at a local mocha shop downtown discussing various random topics and relaxing after our hard week of school and work.

"would you quite it!" Joselyn squeeled swatting playfully at Louis who was sneaking down gulps of her latte. I waved over a nearbye waitress who signaled she'd be over in just a second as Niall slid out of the booth to go collect napkins and joselyn excused herself from the table to go to the bathroom. Then it was just Louis and I.

"Ella," He began tentatively creasing his paper towel over and over again to avoid my making any eye contact.

"Louis please." I begged because I knew what he was going to say. He was going to try and tell me that Harry's jail sentence would be up soon and that Harry would be released. I knew all of this; I knew that Harry would be back in a month or so and I didn't need to hear it again.

"I'm sorry what can I help you with?" The preppy blonde waitress who had initially taken down our orders had appeared at our table and now stood next to Louis, who looked a little annoyed, with a notepad and pen in her hand. I kindly asked her if she could bring us more creamer and a couple more sugar packets.

"Sure thing! No problem!" she exclaimed slipping her note taking material back into the front pocket of her apron and scurrying back to the kitchen. Now Louis had focused his attention on me again; he looked as though he was desperate to get out whatever was on his mind.

"Ella I need you to hear me out, this is important." He urged. I opened my mouth to respond but was cut off by Niall who slid back into the booth next to me as Joselyn brushed past Louis to get back in on her side. Louis who had never finished his urgent news, was now staring at me with desperate pleading eyes.

"Look guys, I have to head out. Li and I have alot of stuff we still have to unpack." I informed everyone Sliding past Niall to exit the table.

"Ella wait!!" Louis cried after me but I had already left the table and was out the front doors of the restruant before I finally realised what it was Louis so desperatly needed to tell me. I gulped, because what I was looking at nearly took my breathe away.