Dear Harry • Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter Six • Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter Five • Harry Styles Fan Fiction Recap:

"So Ashley left you for a modeling job?" Lucas asked scratching the back of his neck, I nod my head nursing the third beer that night rubbing my swollen eyes, Jordan frowns rubbing my shoulder while adding in "That's tough mate, sorry that happened!" I shrug while saying "It's no big deal..she's just a girl anyways.." yeah a girl who changed my life into something worth meaning to live in!

Chapter Six • Harry Styles Fan Fiction

August/25/2013 • Harry's Point Of View

It was cold the next day frost covered the windows freezing them completely, outside it would sting your cheeks and burn them, I liked this weather though it reminded me of when I was younger my Mum would bring me and my sister hot cyder and freshly made cookies, my Dad when he was around used to place fires and sometimes make Gemma and Me forts we'd play in them pretending we're kings and queens fighting of dragons sometimes inside the forts we'd play shadow puppets and watch Scooby Doo movies on a mini DVD player, we'd turn on the player really loud just to ignore are parents arguing; Dad would be drunk, you'd hear slapping and glass braking, my Mum screaming and even the sounds of police that the neighbors called.

When it was hot outside like around June and July's even Mays, it reminded me of when my Dad would buy Gemma and Me plastic swimming pools and water balloons, we'd have playful fights, Mum would bring out ice cold lemonade from freshly squeezed lemon, and she'd bring out some treats like medium sized snacks, my old dog would be running around in the grass while my cat who was a kitten at the time would be watching from the window intently at us. But later on in the day Gemma and Me stayed inside the tree house listening to Mum and Dad argue, just like always, sometimes even more ruckus though, my dog died later in June and my kitten no longer stared out the window instead hid around inside the house terrified.

When it was around Octobers it reminded me of when Dad would rake up the old discolored leaves, Gemma and Me would bundle of in heavy clothes sneak up behind him and jump into the piles, having leaf fights and having fun, Dad would join in laughing at us, Mum would call us in she'd make apple cider and grilled cheese, but of course the nights changed course and Gemma and Me would covering are ears from the more yelling and screaming of my parents.

Decembers and cold months reminded me of snow angels, snowball fights and snowmen, it smelt like hot coco everywhere and freshly baked goodies, always after playing Gemma and Me would come inside and eat, Dad never caused problems anymore he died last spring from lung cancer due to smoking.

My thoughts we'rw interrupted by the door bell ringing I lazily sat up from inside my bedroom where I was drawling pictures on the frosty window I headed towards the door opening it revealing Hunter Beau holding an envelope I ran a hand through my curls moving out of the way letting him inside he came in, looked around the house frowning a little though at the twenty booze bottles that collected on the coffee tables and beside the couch, I offered him one but he said he didn't drink, I opened the drink for myself loving the way the cold liquid slid down my throat and how it left an electric feel.

"Ashley sent another letter, she sent one to me and then to you reason why i've decided to deliver it myself.." Hunter said handing me the white envelope I set it down on the coffee table deciding to read it letter once he'd left, which he had after a long awkward silence and such.

Looking at the white envelope I layed down on the couch stretching out my bare freezing toes, my flat always had a draft to it even though I turned on the heat to high temperatures, I grab the envelope downing the last bit of booze first then rip it open holding the envelope in shaky fingers like always it read;