His Secret (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter Fourteen

Harry's POV

"Harry? Are you guys okay in there?" My mom tapped on the door, making me stir from my sleep.

"Harry?" She called again.

"Erm, y-yeah.. We're fine." I answer awkwardly.

I hear her light footsteps move from my door, signaling she left.

My muscles loosen up as I look down at a sleeping, half naked Leah.

She's so adorable.

"Leah.." I shake her lightly.

She must be a heavy sleeper.

"Leah.. Babe.." I mutter, shaking her from her sleep.

"Mhmm.." She groans sleeply.

"Get dressed love, we've been gone a while. The boys are probably wondering where we are." I smile, brushing her hair out of her gorgeous face.

Quite frankly, I don't really care what the boys are thinking right now, all I care about is if this would give Leah a bad reputation. That's the last thing I'd want to happen.

Which makes me wonder, did I rush everything?

I hope Leah doesn't think I'm using her or something.

Now, I know I've had a lot of one night stands but Leah's too good to be treated that way.

All the girls I've slept with basically threw themselves in my lap, I didn't ask for it, I just went with it.

And of course, we all know I basically just forced my way into Leah's life but I couldn't keep myself from her for some reason. There's just something about her that I've never felt before.

I've never felt.. Never felt.. Erm, what's the word? Can I say needed?

Yeah that's it.. I've never really felt needed.

I've never felt the need to protect a woman other than my mother.

Protect her from what? you may answer, and to be honest.. I don't quite know yet.

I just know that I need to keep her safe.

I break from my thoughts when Leah calls my name, I then realize my phone is ringing at the same moment.

"H-Hello" I stutter as I pressed the cold surface to my ear.

"Yo Har." The voice comes through the other side, startling me.

Who is this? I know for sure it can't be Zayn or Louis or any of the other lads, the voice is just too deep for it to be them.

Then I realize, I reckonize the raspy voice, making me cringe.

Jim.

"Yeah.. Um what's up?" I try to play it cool.

"I need to ask a favor.." He mutters.

Oh geeze, is he going to ask me to kick his ass.. Again.

Harry don't brag, that's not polite!

"Well.. What is it?" I ask impatiently, waiting for a reply.

"Can you stop by and pick up my girlfriend? I'll pay for the gas and all.." He asks, quickly.

"Where does she live?" I sigh, running my fingers through my hair.

"About a half hour from your mom's house.." He mutters, awkwardly.

"Alright, tell the boys I'm on my way." I tell him.