Harry's pov
As I held her she fell back her stomach stretching and her bright fire red hair falling across her back I gaped at the beauty. Her ruby painted lips silky and welcoming. I saw her eyes change when her anger changed. She
Has a power in her. A mystic one at that. I held her close I saw one stray tear fall from her eyes and down her cheeks onto her neck into her bodest. I smiled at the beauty. Not knowing her name was a challenge. Hell she was gonna be a challenge. I'll break her open like a shell and have her open to the earth.
I drove her to my house knowing I was not risking anything. She was my new safe haven. I'm not letting anyone touch her. I smiled to the girl and set her on my bed in my room. I covered her in my black satin sheets and white duvet. I walked to the kitchen and made a sandwich. I heard rustling and knew instantly it was the beauty. She walked into the kitchen and looked frantic for something. She spotted me and raced to me and gripped my shirt her eyes changing to a beautiful pink. I smiled and she pushed me hard against the wall. I smiled widered and grasped her waist hard she didn't even flinch her eyes changing a deeper red now. I smirked. I picked her up and she took advantage and jumped off my chest to the counter island. I titled my head and smirked. She looked at me startled I was still standing crouched and jumped onto me and only made me sway slightly. She looked even more sad I turned to a look of confrontation and kindness.
"Analisa," she said quiet but desperate.
"Harry, Harry Styles." I said not missing a beat keeping kind.
" Well hey, I'm sorry to burden you. But I'll head home... " she said picking up a shoe and putting it on it looked like it would really suck to go home.
" Where are you going? I'll take tomorrow. " I said writing it down looking expectantly.
" No need I'm fine and I don't want to be a bitch and over stay my welcome"
" Your not now go back to the room. "
" Oh and who do you think you are. I'll sleep outside. Bye." she said kicking off the stilleto into the street as it was run over by cars. Good thing I stole her phone I quickly put my number in and texted my self. I ran out to catch her grabbed her by the arm and turned her.
" Forgot your phone." I handed it to her but she wouldn't take it. I opened her palm and put it in walking away. I smiled as I heard feet pad away
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Breaking Down Tattered Walls
RandomAnalisa Bellaria, a female trainer not a full boxer. Knows defense and many others Harry Styles, a boxing trainer. Fixes a broken spirit, mends a torn...