Unknown Letters (A Harry Styles FanFiction)

Chapter 19: Forgive

Lara's POV:

I wake up a tad confused until I remember everything that happened last night. Ugh I can't believe I actually did that with Mikey. I can't believe I actually remember too, speaking of I was drunk.

I slowly get up with no sign of Harry.
"Harry?" I say as I tiptoe down the hall and peak through all the doors.
I hear something fall in the kitchen so that's where I head.

When I walk in, I see Harry on his hands and knees picking up a shattered plate. I giggle and bend down to help him.
"Lara, be care-"
"Ow ow ow." I screech as a piece of the glass slices through my middle finger.
The blood rushes down my wrist and arm.
Harry quickly gets up and drags me to the bathroom. He grabs my hand and puts it under cold water. Then he proceeds and gets out the peroxide and pours it on my cut.
"Ow harry. That hurts, it stings so bad." I cry.
"I know baby, it will for a bit."
He helps me wash off my hand and arm. Then he gets gauze and puts two band aids over it.
"There that should keep you set for a while." He says as his voice shakes.
He sits on the toilet lid, and starts crying, out of no where.

"Harry, Hun, what's wrong?" I ask calmly.
"Everytime I'm with you I get you in danger. This is why I didn't want you to get involved with me. I barely even know anything about you. And let me tell you, you don't know anything about me, Lara." He says the last sentence a bit harshly.
I stay quiet for a bit
"Then let me get to know you. And you can ask me anything you'd like." I pause as he looks up with me with tears streaming down his face. "Come on, how about we go get lunch. It's going on to 1pm."

He stands up slowly and stares at me. He takes a few steps closer, gently grabs my cheek, and leans closer until our lips finally touch.
"I care about you so much Lara." He tells me as he kisses me again.
He pulls away and grabs my hand, "RACE YOU TO THE CAR." He screams as he starts running down the hall and down the stairs.
I run, trying to catch up to him. I quickly grab my sweatshirt off the couch and run out the door and towards the car, just to see him already in it and started.
I climb into the passenger seat.
"So where do you want to go?" He asks.
"I don't know. Surprise me."

We end up at Dunkin Donuts because he's a dork and doesn't feel like driving far.
We order our food and drinks and find a little table in the back corner.
We stay quiet as we eat until he asks, "What's your family like?"
I take a moment to think of what to say, and respond, "Well my mom and dad get along pretty well until nighttime hours. My dad starts with one beer and then it adds up to five and then they just bicker the rest of the night. My sister has a quasi nice boyfriend, but he basically lives with us. Then we have a dog."
"What is everyone's name?" He questions.
"My moms name is Debra and my dads name is Mark. My sister is Emily, and her boyfriend is Greg."
"Mrs. And Mr. Rufus."
"What about them?"
"That's my greeting for when I meet them."
"Who said you're ever going to meet my parents."
"Me."
I ignore his last word and ask him about his family.
"I basically left them." He says, but continues. "My mom gets sick and is in the hospital a lot. And my dad has this crap load of money, but doesn't help her. They're still married might I add. I have two little brothers and one little sister. The sister lives with my mom and brothers live with my dad."
"They don't live together?" I ask.
"Nope. When my mom got really sick, my dad moved out but never filed a divorce."
"Why did he leave your little sister?"
"Because he didn't want my mom to be lonely."
"Wait, when did you leave them?"
"When I was 16. So three years ago."
"Oh my god Harry. Why?"
"Because since my mom got sick, no one was taking care of me, so I was already taking care of myself, so what was the point of living there anymore?"
"Oh, I see where you were coming from."
"Yeah..."
"What are their names?" I ask him, like he asked me
"My mom is Anne, my dad is Daniel. My two little brothers are twins named Harrison and Harley. My little sisters name is Grace."
"Awe how old are your siblings?"
"Harrison and Harley are 3 and Grace is going to be 11 soon. So she should be old enough to help mom and herself a bit."
"Why don't you help?"
"I send them half the money my dad sends me. So that helps them greatly but I just can't bring myself to go back there."
"Oh..what's your mom have? Like why is she sick all the time?"
"She has Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. It makes her constantly tired, dizzy, sometimes she has very bad memory loss. She also gets severely sick quite often. The doctors aren't sure why she does because that doesn't necessarily go with CFS."
"Oh I heard of CFS before..I'm sorry."
"Thanks. Alright I think that's enough story time for now."
We get up from our table, through our trash away and go to the car.
"Where are we going now?" I ask.
"Well I think you should go home now love. You haven't been home in a while. Plus I have work to do."
"Okay, what work?"
"Just work." He says sharply.
I stay quiet the rest of the drive, I can feel he's getting in a mood again.

I kiss Harry goodbye and head to the front door. Before I even get to the door, he speeds off with the tires screeching and goes who knows where.

AUTHORS NOTE:
Hey beautifuls! I hope you liked this update! I thought it would be nice to get to know them a bit better. (: love yous!