The Fighter (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 13: Lost

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(Chapter 13)

*Harry's P.O.V*

I woke up feeling refreshed. Have you ever woken up feeling like a new person, just plain happy? Well that's exactly how I felt. I looked down to see Cara sleeping wrapped up in my arms. She looked breath taking, like an angel. She was my angel. I began sprinkling kisses all around her face.

"Cara.." I whispered. I watched as she shifted positions, so her back was now facing me. I couldn't help but chuckle at her refusal to get up. We stayed up all night just talking about life and what we wanted to do in the future. It was by far one of the best nights of my life. "Cara, we have to get up." I whispered a little louder. She just groaned in response, making me bite my lip. She didn't know how simple little gestures like that turned me on beyond anything. I would love to hear her moan my name, while I slammed my...

Stop it Harry! Cara is not like that, she's different, and worth waiting for. But damn, is that going to be hard...

I soon realized she wasn't going to get up anytime soon, so I decided I was just going to have to carry her. I quickly got up dusting myself off, before picking up the sleeping beauty below me. I picked her up bridal style, making sure not to wake her. When she rested her head against my torso I couldn't help but smile. I don't know what it is about Cara, she's just so different. And if it meant going through hell and back to be with her, then I would do whatever it takes.

Because nothing is going to keep me from being with her.

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After dropping Cara off I decided to go home and take a proper nap. I was surprised when she kissed me before getting out of the car. I really don't know where we stand right now, but as long as I am with her I am happy.

I walked into my house with a big smile on my face, but it quickly disappeared when I saw my mom and James sitting on the couch.

"Mom..?" I whispered in disbelief. I looked around to see a bunch of boxes scattered around the place. There were a bunch of men running around gathering things and packing them into the boxes. "W-what the hell is going on?" I asked my mom. Though, I never actually looked at her. I was too busy looking at all the strangers running around my fucking house. "Why are all these fucking people in our house!?" I shout in disbelief, whilst grabbing one of my items out of some hairy guy's hands.

"Harry, your mother and I think it's best, if we move." James says beside my mother. Who by the way, was not making any eye contact with me at all. I looked at James, he had a bandage over his nose where I had last punched him. And he was sure doing a good job of making me want to add another. My eyes reverted to my mother.

"Do you approve of this!?" I asked her, but she was still looking down. "Mom answer me!" I shouted.

"Harry we both discussed this and-" James started.

"Was I fucking talking to you!?" I interrupted. I noticed a few of the movers stop and look at us. I could feel my breathing pick up and the tension in the room was growing by the minute. I quickly ran up to my bedroom wanting to have some time to myself. However, when I got up there I nearly had a heart attack. The room was empty, absolutely nothing in there but white walls.