Unpredictable - A Harry Styles Fan-Fic

Chapter 19

I stood in front of my white bed, trying to decide between the swimmer's bathing suit, a one peice, that I had worn to the beach, or a sexy teal bikni. I found myself wanting to impress Harry, so I picked up the sexy teal one.

As I slipped it on, I heard Harry on the cell phone, "No. Niall she cannot know!" he exclaimed, I scrunched up my face, Who is 'she'? I questioned in my head. "I will not loose her because of the relationship, she'd never escape it." He paused as he listened over the phone to what Niall had to say, "Fine, I'll talk to you later" he replied coldly. 

I scurried away from the door and finished getting dressed. I was so confused though, who had Harry been talking about? "Babe" I heard a rough knock on my door, "Are you coming?" I ignored the cold ball in the pit of my stomach and forced a smile. 

I really didn't want to belive that 'she' was me.

But something told me he was talking about me.

And I didn't like that one bit. 

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I stared at the entrance to the water park I was standing in front of. I didn't think that I would want to be here, but it was a beautiful day and if I forgot about that conversation I had heard, I was with my boyfriend and having fun.

The sun was out, warming my bare shoulders and making me think that as long as the sun was out, things would be okay. I had a pink Aeropostale cover up on that landed just around the top of my thighs. Harry still hadn't seen what bathing suit I was wearing and I could tell it was teasing him.

I had learned to appreciate the rare and gorgeous full smiles Harry was gracing me with. I knew they were rare, but for some reason he graced me with them when it was just us two. The park was crawling with people and while it would've been a grand and romantic gesture if Harry had cleared the whole park for the two of us, this felt more intimate to me, like he wanted us to have a normal relationship. I loved it.

Harry's hand was wrapped around mine, fingers intertwined with mine. He tugged me toward the wave pool where the count down was at 3 minutes and 46 seconds. "I'll be right back babe" Haz said with a quick peck on the tip of my nose. I sighed and glanced around, I knew the only reason Harry wasn't being mauled was because of me, because people were shocked by the idea of him dating a regular person. Yeah they could join the group.

Just then a male voice rumbled from behind me, I spun around to see a tall man with blonde hair that was pulled back in a pony tail. He reached forward and grabbed my hips, causing me to shriek and push at his thick bulging arms. "Let me go!" I screamed, as he pulled me against him. "Oh baby, don't pretend that you don't like it, I can give you so much more than that punk ass boy band singer"

Speaking of the 'Punk ass boy band singer'.

Harry appeared next to me in seconds, his jaw was set, body tight with tension. His fists were clenched at his sides, eyes blazing a cool, sharp green of fury. The guy I was fighting against just smirked in a challenge, then, before I knew what was happening, I was yanked roughly away from the man with a surprising fierceness. I knew what was coming and it scared me, Harry could and would beat this boy.

I heard a fist connect with a jaw before I could gain my balance, it was a loud snap to me. Panic unfurled in my stomach, what if the guy had hit Harry? I gained my balance with fear rolling around in my stomach, which suddenly felt empty.

I looked down to see the blond guy on the ground, knocked out cold from Harry's quick, swift punch. He was cradling his cheek while security came running, Harry looked at me quickly, skimming my body with his eyes, probably looking for injuries.

Then he pulled me into a rough hug that made me and I was surprised when I felt something wet on the top of my head. I realized then that Harry was crying, and before what I knew what I was doing, I was crying to.

But the fact that the thought of me being in danger was enough to make Harry cry made something click inside me, I knew then that even if Harry had been talking about me, I wouldn't care.

I couldn't loose him.

I wouldn't loose him.