naughty • {harry styles au}

~venticinque

okayy so first of all (i feel like i'm always apologizing so sorry for that too) i'm so sorry for not putting this story first. i just went through so much for the past six months that i don't even know where to start.

let's just start off with my vacays. i've been to greece for a week in june and then in august i've been to suriname since my family lives there. in between (so mostly july) i've worked a lot.
now, like i mentioned before, i had my exams and i passed!!! college started about a month ago and i'm loving it. i'm studying to be an accountant by the way. i think that's it! enjoy x

It's been a lovely morning, waking up next to my perfect boyfriend, having him cook for me and being able to both walk around naked without anyone around. Our perfect morning is then ruined by the doorbell ringing. "Expecting visitors?" I raise my eyebrows at Harry. "No one that I could think of...." Harry picks up the remote and presses pause, he then steps off the couch and puts on his oh so sexy sweats. I look at the movement of his body when he gracefully opens the door, not even bothering to close it or to even put on a shirt.

I can see Harry open the door but I cannot see who's standing in the opening. "Mister Styles, we hereby claim your title and degrade you to a normal police officer due non responsible behavior." it feels like all the blood drains from my face. I feel so guilty. Why? Because I feel like it's my fucking fault! It feels like someone's kneading my heart or something, I feel like I'm going to faint. I need water. I rush toward the sink and stick my head under the ice cold running water. This feels so good. Once I feel like I've had enough, I turn off the water and raise my head, breathing in and out.

My heartbeat suddenly quickens when I feel two hands on my shoulders. "Are you okay?" his hoarse voice whispers in my ear. "Harry what the fuck?!" I yell, slapping his shoulder. I almost want to laugh at my childish response but I hold it in when I see his sad eyes. "Yeah, I'm okay but you're not the one who should be asking this question..." I tilt back his head by lifting his chin and I tiptoe to kiss his lips softly. "Are you? Okay I mean..."

Harry sighs in a way I've never ever heard him sigh. "I will be" And then, with all the seriousness I can get I tell him in all honesty "No Harry, you won't, that's such a shitty answer to give. I know you wanted to be a high police officer since you were little and because I put you in this position, I made you love me, they're degrading you and you'll probably never ever have the chance to climb again."

"Jeez Jessie, why do you always have to be such a drama queen, things are not always about you you know." Harry snaps. "What the fuck were they talking about then huh, back there" I yell. "Well they knew about you but that wasn't what pulled the trigger!"

"Then what was it for gods sake?!" I whine. Why can't he just say what his problem is. "Do you remember Louis? My friend who was with me that night...." He sighs, like he's finally giving in and giving me the answers I want. "The night of my party?" Harry nods "Yeah" I start to lose my patience, how bad could it be?"

"Well, his niece was at the party too and he was obliged to check  if she had any drugs on her and he found some. He started to realize that his precious niece was slowly becoming a drug addict without him even noticing and he spends a lot of time taking care of her. He is officially forced to register every crime that he finds out about and write a report about it but he kept quiet to keep her out of trouble. And I knew about it. As his supervisor I should've said something but I didn't because that would mean that Louis' niece had to go to jail and then rehab and Louis would lose his job and then he couldn't take care of his family." My jaw drops to the floor, so Harry is the good man I thought he was. "Wow Harry, I did not expect that. What's going to happen now?"

"Well, I honestly don't know but one thing is for sure. They don't want us to be together anymore since we are illegal" oh god no, this is what I've been scared of the entire time. My perfect fairytale has come to an end. "How can they do that? I mean age doesn't matter right..." Harry smirks like he has a really good plan. "No it doesn't and that's why I've got a plan." I smirk right back at him. "It better be good."

i feel like there might be only one chapter left, idk. one thing, i'm writing this without a writers plan, yeah i know i suck, so i don't have a clue of what's going to happen next. i just made all of this up while writing.

btw sorry this story sucks, i so didn't think this through

xoxo amy