Harry Styles One Shots

Flashback

A/n// if any of you have read my story, Lieutenant Styles, you might recognize this shot. I've been completely stuck on an idea to do, soooo I wanted to do the little Nikki/Harry scene. Even if you haven't read the story, enjoy!
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Harry's POV

I looked around my living room. A lot of people were here for my going away party. Its not even that big of a deal, my captain said I'd be back in a year. So many people took pictures with me, trying to remember me, others wanted me to sign books, or papers or their body part? I don't think Sara actually knows me..

I sipped more of the burning liquid that was in my cup, and searched the room for one girl, and one girl only. Nicole Smith. God, I loved her. I was in love with her. She's so perfect. I loved her, she loved me. All I have to do is grow a big enough pair to actually ask her out, officially.

I felt myself becoming more intoxicated, with every sip I took so I stopped drinking. I don't want to be drunk, but I need to have enough courage to talk to her. Alcohol was my only way in.

Nikki smiled at me and walked up to me. "You.. look.. high." She giggles, pausing between each word. I rolled my eyes, "You.. Look.. Gorgeous." I smirked, winding my arm around her waist. I pushed her closer to me and she giggled resting her head on my chest. We rocked side to side, though fast music was playing. We slow danced for a little longer, before she pulled away. "I need to go get my phone because my mom wants me to call her and all this bullshit, blah, blah," she rolled her eyes. I smiled at her and my lips brushed over hers. We've kissed a few times, I'm planning on it being more. She was my first kiss, after all. No way am I just letting her slip away from me.

She blushed deeply and walked away to wherever her phone was. She wasn't even gone two seconds before another girl came up to me.

"Hey, Harry," she walked her fingers on my shoulder, and across to my chest. "Don't do that," I grabbed her hands and took them off of me. "Your little.. Friend is gone. Now I can have you all to myself." She smirked and leaned forward until her lips touched mine.

What the hell is happening?

I pulled away quickly, giving her a weird look before she looked next to her and smirked. Following her gaze, I saw Nikki standing there. I was able to see her heart shatter and my eyes went wide. "Nikki, its not-" she ran. The girl snickered, "She wasn't anything anyway." She tried touching me again, but I snapped at her. "Leave me the hell alone! That's my girlfriend!" I ran after Nicole. "Nicole, let me explain!" She grabbed a random bottle of scotch but I grabbed her arm that held the bottle before she got any further. Her other hand swung and struck me across my cheek.

I gasped, and held my face while she wriggled out of my grasp and ran upstairs. Pulling myself together, I ran after her, calling her name. She still wouldn't answer me. "Nicole!" When I reached the top of the stairs, the bathroom door slammed shut. When I got to the door, I heard the click of the lock. "Nikki! Baby, open up!"

Nicole's POV

I'm so stupid. Of course he doesn't feel the same way, why would he? There's nothing interesting about me, so why does it matter?

I don't know why I grabbed the bottle of alcohol. Maybe to rid the image of Harry with another girl from my mind. I just don't know how I could be so stupid. All he's being doing is lying to me.

I twisted open the bottle, still hearing Harry bang on the door. Bringing the bottle to my lips, I took big gulps of the clear liquid. It burned and stung as it went down, but I ignored the burn and continued to drink it. The image was still burned in the back of my mind, and that pushed me further to continue drinking. Everything around me started to spin, and by the time the entire bottle was gone, the image was gone. Everything was blurry, and my surroundings started to spin. I couldn't focus my vision, but before I knew it, I had a sharp pain my head, feeling some type of liquid pour out and everything around me faded to darkness.

Harry's POV

I heard something fall. Something fell, and I know for a fact it was Nikki. "Baby, open up!" I banged harshly on the door. I looked around, no one up here. I looked around, seeing nothing. I let out a breath before using everything I had in me to knock the door down. It worked, the door falling. I might have broke something, but I didn't care.

My heart stopped when I saw Nikki in a pool of blood. I screamed and yelled, "Nikki!" I bent down to her, carefully lifting her up, and holding her to me. She fell limp in my arms. "Nikki, no, no, no, baby. Stay with me, stay awake," by this time, hot tears were streaming down my face.

"This is all my fault," I shook my head. I heard people coming upstairs, asking what happened. One guy called the ambulance while I continued to hold Nicole. Callie ran upstairs, asking what happened. As soon as I hiccupped the words out of my mouth, she was gone. I knew the outcome when she found that girl wouldn't be pretty.

I felt sick, and I felt like I would pass out myself but I stayed strong. The paramedics thought I was the one responsible for Nikki, but when they saw no weapon that could produce this much.. Blood, they ignored it. But I knew I wasn't off the hook.

I don't know how long I was at the hospital until they told me Nikki was alive. The only bad news was that she would be out for a few days. They said it was because how she hit her head, and the amount of alcohol she had consumed. I stayed at the hospital, I didn't leave not once. I stayed in her room all visiting hours, and I slept in the waiting room at night. I barely ate, I barely slept, not being able to stop blaming myself for what happened, for what I did. I should of.. Did something the first time, ignore her and follow Nicole wherever she went. I wouldn't be here if I actually thought. I apologized so many times, I cried more than I've ever cried before in my life.

Nicole woke up four days later and I was so happy. She opened her eyes, and she looked so lost. I smiled as wide as I could, and I started crying again. Grabbing her hand in mine, I kissed her knuckles, not allowed to hug her or kiss her soft lips yet.

But she pulled her hand away from me, her eyebrows pulling together. "Nikki, baby.. You're still mad at me?"

"Nikki? Who's Nikki?" I stopped and looked at her. She looks around the room, "Who are you? W-Where am I? What's going on?" I felt my heart start to break. What is going on?

"Mr. Styles. A word?" I stood up and walked with the doctor out of the room. "What happened to Nicole?" I asked, instantly. More tears fell, I couldn't stop them. "When Nicole hit her head on the sink, she.. Fractured her skull and.. It hit something important." He said. "How important?" I asked, through clenched teeth. "Mr. Styles, I'm afraid Nicole has permanent memory loss. I'm sorry."