Make It Work (Harry Styles)

Chapter 10

"Love conquers all." - Virgil.

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Jenna's POV

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"Harry please. Just leave it alone."

"No, Jenna! What the hell is going on?! Why are you letting her treat you like this? What have I missed?" He was furious as I still sat on the floor in my towel, not knowing what to say.

"Harry, I'm trying to protect you. Please." I couldn't control the tears that flooded my eyes.

"Protect me from what!"

"STOP YELLING AT ME!"

He crossed his eyebrows and his nostrils were flared, full of mixed emotion. He could tell I was in pain, and he looked hurt too..but at the same time he was furious I kept something hidden from him.

"I'm sorry, Jenna." He said coming to my side on the floor. "But, please you have to tell me. What the hell is going on?" He said taking my hand.

I told him everything. From the knife being held to my throat to the texts tonight. I couldn't stop shaking. With every detail Harry held me tighter, my head resting on his chest, soaking his t-shirt with my tears and hair still wet from the shower.

"I don't understand why you didn't just tell me." He sighed.

"I was trying to protect you, Harry." He tilted my chin, making me look him in the eyes.

"I tried to protect you two weeks ago. Remember where that got us?" He was right. "I don't think there's anything wrong with wanting to protect one another, babe. But, from now on, we need to tell each other everything. And I mean EVERYTHING."

"I understand." I say returning my head to his chest. "What are we gonna do about Evie?" He let out another big sigh.

"I'll handle it."

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I'm woken up by the sun shining through the blinds. I turn to my side to see the curls that I admire so much. His mouth is wide open as he lets out cute little snores. He's just flawless. I run my finger across his cheek, just wanting to touch his soft skin. A giggle falls from my lips when his eyes creep open.

"Good morning, beautiful." His deep husky voice fills my ears and gives me butterflies.

"Good morning, flawless." He chuckled at my comment.

"Oh stop. You know that's not true." He said and pulled me in closer. Flaws or not, he's perfect. And every flaw just makes him better. If he didn't have flaws I don't think I could handle how incredible he is. It'd be too overwhelming.

"We need to pack, Harry."

We leave Miami today, and neither of us have packed up our things.

"Just give me a minute." I tried to wiggle out, but he squeezed tighter. "No. A minute with you. Cuddle for a little." I sigh and wrap my arms around him.

It felt like we were back to normal. In that moment was nonexistent, nothing happened with Zayn, and Harry and I were perfect. I couldn't ask for more.

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We've only been in Kentucky for about an hour, and Louis won't let us forget it.

"Where are we again?"

"Kentucky." We all sighed.

"But what part?"

"Louisville."

"Damn right we are! This is MY TOWN." He said pumping his fists down. He's been parading around wearing a hat he got from a fan. "Excuse me sir, what town is this?" He asked every passing person on the street. "YEA IT IS." I couldn't help but laugh at his excitement.

"What a fool." Harry chuckled.

"I think he's funny." I said as Harry grabbed onto my hand.

"Wait til he starts making jokes about you. Then you'll stop laughing." He joked. "Do you wanna split off and go for some food?"

"I could eat."

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Harry and I have yet to talk about Evie. He said he'd handle it, but so far all we've done is get new numbers. I don't like the fact that he's not telling me anything. He said himself we need to tell each other everything. No secrets.

"Harry?" I said as he bit into his sandwich. "Are you worried? About Evie?" He sighed.

"Baby." He said grabbing my hand. "You don't have to worry about her anymore. I've told security and everyone else. They put out a warning, and signs are being put up all over the arena. And why do you think we have Ron following us everywhere?" He gestured to the big man at the table behind us. "He's not there for a laugh. He's protection. We're safe. So to answer your question, no. I'm not worried. Not about myself, anyway... It's you I'm worried about."

He needed to stop worrying about me. She threatened his life. Not mine. The only thing he had to worry about me was what I would do to myself if something happened to him. I don't know what I'd do honestly. All I know is I couldn't live without him. Not after all we've been through.

"You don't have to worry about me, Harry." He squeezed my hand and showed me my favorite smile. The one that doesn't show teeth, his lips only curling up on one end. Perfect.

"Nor you I, love." He reassured me.

"There you guys are! I've looked nearly everywhere. Hey Ron." A familiar voice said unexpectedly.

"Zayn, mate. What are you doing here?" Harry asked as Zayn pulled up a chair.

"The three of us need to have a little chat."

Shit.

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