Back For You |A Harry Styles Fanfic|Not finished, but in the process!|

Back Again

Kristina's POV

'Leave my ex girlfriend alone!'  

Those words ran through my head like they were a nightmare. I could only think of one person that called me that, and I knew that the boys wouldn't be very happy about it.

I turned around, and came face to face with my ex boyfriend, Nathan Sykes from The Wanted. Harry's jaw dropped. "Is this who you dated while I was gone?" he asked in a harsh tone. My eyes started to water a bit. "Baby you know I didn't mean it like th-"

"Baby?! Kristina you're with.. .This?!" Nathan said, pointing at Harry. He laughed a little. "You know you could do so much better! I mean, your beautiful, stunning, and just downright attractive." Harry looked like he was going to punch someone. I stood there, unsure of what to do or say. 

"Nathan.... I would appreciate it if you would get the hell out of my sight!" I snapped at him. I walked towards him, looked him in the eye, and full on slapped him. "Now."

Nathan hesitated for a second before grabbing onto me and kissing me, square on the lips. I stood in shock for a moment before trying to get away from him. Louis popped out of no where and pushed Nathan off of me. "Don't touch her!" I felt so violated. I looked at him with wide eyes and ran to my boyfriend in tears. 

"It's okay..." he said, even though I knew he clearly wanted to punch him in the face.I clung to him. "Harry... Can we go home now?" Then I realized, what home? Harry's was torn apart by the tornado, and I had no idea where mine was at the moment.

Harry looked around at the boys, then to Nathan. "I'd appreciate it if you'd leave now." He let me go and walked over to him, punching him in the stomach, the walking back to me. "That's what he gets for kissing my girlfriend." I didn't know whether to be thankful or frightened.

Nathan glared. "I'll get you back Kristina Jane Montgomery," he said, and stomped off. I looked up at Harry and sighed. Why must everything go wrong?

We walked as a group to the town center. We were hoping that one of us knew where to go next. We didn't. Liam finally spoke up. "What about the high school?" I jumped up. I knew exactly where that was, I had to drive to it almost every day!

"I can get us there," I finally said after minutes of being quiet. Most of the boys jumped, surprised by hearing my voice. They all nodded and I led the way to my high school.

Once we got there, we ran into one of my teachers. "Kristina! I was worried about you! I knew it was headed where you lived, I just didn't know if you knew!" she said suddenly. I blinked a few times. 

"Mrs. Chambers! I'm alright! I promise!" I reassured her. "I actually have a question. All of our apartments were torn apart from the storm, do you think that we could stay at the school until we figured out where to go?"

Me being her favorite student, she happily let us know that we could stay as long as we liked. I smiled and we made our way down the halls. Harry slipped his hand into mine and we walked. "Niall?" I asked, realizing he hadn't said much of anything. 

The blond looked up. "Yeah? I'm okay, just still a little surprised at what all has happened in the last 24 hours." I agreed with him. Too much had happened actually. I just wanted to sleep.

We all chose a classroom in the same hallway and made ourselves comfortable. I smiled as I looked around my biology room. It was so familiar. I moved the desks together so that it was as big as a king sized mattress, and I laid on it. Surprisingly, it was comfortable. 

Then the door opened. I sat up and watched as Harry came in the room.  He smiled his same old smile and sat next to me. "Hey beautiful," he said, lowering his voice slightly, which made me giggle. He grinned and sat me on his lap. 

I leaned against his chest, suddenly extremely sleepy. He laughed quietly. "What?" I asked grinning. He shook his head. "Nothing!" 

Soon, his lips were on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled. I missed him. I laid down and let Harry Styles hold me as I fell asleep. 

Tomorrow, I knew what I was going to do, and nobody could stop me.