Why Did You Save Me? (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 9

I wake up at about 7:00, thanks to my alarm. I look over to see Harry sound asleep. He looks so cute when he sleeps. He has his mouth open a tiny bit and his facial structure is perfect. Messy curls are sprawled out on his pillow, he was just so peaceful, but I had to wake him up.

"Harry, time to get up." I half whisper.

"Mmmm, I don't want to."

"But you have to."

"No."

"Yes."

"Fine." He rolls over almost falling off the bed.

"You ok?" I giggle.

"I'm fine..." He stretches. We eat breakfast and start to get ready. But we have a slight problem.

"Harry? I don't have any clothes."

"That's alright. Just wear some of my sweats or something." He said looking for a pair. He found a plain grey pair of sweats and thre them at my face. He also found a plain white t shirt and threw it at my face.

"Ow. Jeez thanks." I said, note the sarcasm.

"No prob." He said I rolled my eyes and giggled at his seriousness. I got changed and asked:

"Do you have a beanie I can borrow?" I ask, looking at my messy hair.

"Yeah right here." He said throwing a grey beanie at my face.

"Why do you always aim for my face?" I asked.

"Because it's beautiful." He said kissing my forehead.

I look down at my feet thinking about shoes. Luckily, I brought an extra pair of uggs just in case my feet started to hurt last night. Last night... The best night of my life. Not only did Harry take me on the best date possible and make love to me, he said he loved me. I can't believe he actually said that. Who could love such a broken girl with dark secrets?

"Skye? SkYe? SKYE!" Harry tells snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry... I was in deep thought and I never really do that that often."

He chuckled.

"Don't worry. Are you ready to go?"

"Yep!" I say and follow Harry downstairs.

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We pulled up to the school and got out of the car.

"You look good in my clothes." He whispered in my ear. I smiled and kissed him.

He held my hand as we walked in. We heard comments like, "Ew why is he with her?" "Who would date that ugly whore?" And "skank." I tried to block it out but I couldn't. Such inappropriate things were being said.

"Don't listen to them. They are only trying to aggrivate you." He whispered.

Well, Harry, it was working.

I was mad. Really mad. I wanted to punch something. Why can't I ever be happy? Why can't I ever be free? It was all too much for me. "Whore." "Slut." "Ugly bitch." "Fat pig." They kept going on and on, and I think I was going to be sick...

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