My Bully Or My Secret Love? - Harry Styles (Very Slow Updates)

Chapter 19

Romy's P.O.V

As Harry left my driveway I called him back before I knew what I was doing. "Harry!"

He turned back around with his eyes wide, he then slowly started to walk back with his hands in his pockets and stopped at the doorway.

"I have enough things on my mind right now and I don't want to have the wonder of what you meant there either" I said calmly to him.
I stood back and he walked in timidly.

After I shut the door we both made our way into the living room, he sat down on the couch however I sat down on the coffee table in front of him. We sat in silence for what seemed like hours but was only a few minutes until I ask the question that has been on my mind for years.

"Why?"

"What?" He was confused.

"Why? Why did you hurt me all them years? Why did you make me terrified to come to school? And why are you now being so nice to me? I thought when you saw me in my room you would of jumped to the chance of kicking me when I'm already down... Why Harry?" I asked sounding desperate.

"I-I" he cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably while running a hand through his hair. "It's hard to explain. I don't know how to explain it." He said still looking at the ground. "Please Harry. I need to know after five years why you did it. What did I ever do to you to make you beat me u-"

"Stop! Please stop!" I was cut off by Harry shouting and pulling his hair, I would be lying if I said it didn't make me jump.

Harry's P.O.V

"Sorry" I said slowly "I don't know what to say" I carried on ribbing my neck. "Tell me the truth" Romy replied.

Okay here it goes!

"O-on the first day of school, you were in all my classes, you were so happy and bubbly, everyone liked you. I had a bad day and everywhere I went you were there just laughing and having fun, it just annoyed me to hell because of the morning I had."

*Falshback*

I had just finished getting ready for my first day of secondary school. As I grabbed my bag to go downstairs I heard yelling coming from the kitchen. I opened my bedroom door to listen.

"That son of a bitch better be behind bars today!" It was my mum, she must be on the phone about me dad. She found out about a month ago my dad hits me and he had ever since they divorced when I was seven, she called the police straight away. Today there is a court session and we find out if my dad goes to jail for good.

I walked downstairs as she hung up the phone, she put her head in her hands as she leaned against the bench.

"Mum, is everything okay?" I asked her concerned. "Honestly H, I'm not okay. That was you dad's lawyer, he may not have to go to jail as there is not enough evidence." She looked at me sadly.

"What! No, he has to! If not he will come back for me! No!" I started to panic, he has to be locked away, that's the only way I'll feel safe! I started to hyperventilate and loose my breath.

"Honey! Honey, calm down" My mum ran over to me and tried to settle me. "Love, take deep breaths okay? In and out." I did as said and after a couple of minutes I was fine again. "Harry, are you okay now son? Maybe I should call Jay and ask if you could stay with her and the girls today, huh?" She said still hugging me. "No mam, I'll be fine, it's my first day and I don't want to miss it" I replied. "Are you sure hun?" She asked making sure. "I'm positive" I said with a small smile. She smiled back and kissed my head. "Your are my brave boy. Well at least let me drive you to school, yeah?" She asked straightening up. "Yeah, okay"