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HARRYS POV**____________________________________________

"Princess, stay right here, ill go get the door you hide in the wardrobe I don't want you to get hurt I know what hes capable of when hes drunk and at this time hes most likely to be drunk".

I was scared myself, but most of all I was scared for her shes in plenty of pain already for him to show up here is just going to make her condition worse.

The knocks were getting louder and more aggressive and I could hear Dan shouting for the door to be opened.

'Harry, I know the bitch is in your house, its all over the news open the damn door now!, shes just another one of them hoes I don't know why you're even wasting your time with her'.

I started feeling angry, what right does he have to call her a hoe?

grabbing my keys off the desk i unlocked the door, and there was a fuming Dan, barging in.


'harry where is she?!'


he started looking frantically around and he looked a state when i say a state he looked a state. 

His hair was stuck up in random places and his clothes looked like he hadn't changed them in days yet alone a few.

'shes not here, Harry and i think you should stay away from her. You've done so much to her and i bet you even abuse her like you did to your mum!'.

he suddenly looked drunk to extremely angry.

'who the fuck are you to just assume like that?!,

 i never put a finger on cat and she knows that'.

"Okay even if you didn't Dan, you hurt her shes gone through so much and all you did was make her go through more, you don't treat people like that and i thought you knew better".

i didn't see it coming but Dan walked over to me and hugged me and started crying.

'I loved her Harry, and I still do, i never meant to, i needed to, i couldn't take it when she was in that state, i needed to fulfill my desires'.

'Dan i think you need to rest your drunk and you wont remember this in the morning'

'Im gay'

and without no warning whatsoever he pushed me against the wall and crashed his lips on to mine and kissed me.

I pulled my self from him, angry.

'what the fuck, Dan' 

I could hear Cat sobbing  in the wardrobe, great I'm somewhat the cause of her precious tears.

'Harry, I love Cat i really do, but not in that way. 

That is why I hooked up with different girls, to see if i get that feeling, love'.

But i realized i only have feelings for you, Harry'.

I felt like i was going to throw up i did not feel that way at all whatsoever and i was beginning to like Cat, i mean who would not?

'Dan,

'STOP, HARRY DO NOT SAY IT PLEASE!'

my mind suddenly went blank because Cat ran out of the wardrobe, tears running down her face.

she looked so fragile, and broken i felt like holding her tight, and comforting her, this is what love is isn't it?

I ran up to her and whispered in her ear,

'Love please don't cry i'm into girls not boys, basically i am into you'

That is when i realized Dan was still in the room, he had the same look Cat had just had when she left the wardrobe, broken, rejected and most of all lonely.

He ran out the room like a madman,

 well i guess i cant blame him the two people he 'loved' kind of hooked up.

I turned to Cat and embraced her with a big kiss,

'Love, its okay, your safe with me'

I promised myself that i will look after Cat, with love and care, and make sure no harm is to come to her.

 I will try not to be overprotective but i think it will be hard not to, 

if any guy dare comes near her or even glance at her they will be ashamed to even call themselves a guy, because the will loose the title of a guy, and I will make sure of it.


CATS POV***

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he held me tight and i could tell he was thinking something, he seemed deep in thought.

 But whatever he was thinking about I could tell he was happy, he did not look sad or angry anymore he looked genuinely happy, and i loved that look on him, i wanted to tell him how much I've looked up to him since i was little and how much i loved him.

 But i did not want him to freak out, because its been a day i don't want him to think i'm one of those crazy fans, that just confesses her love to him.

I looked up at him and he was sleeping.

 Yes! 

sleeping in my arms, Harry styles!

 well i guess i cant carry him up, i sat down and rested his head on my lap. Then i began massaging his head, wow he looked so cute when hes asleep.  



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