The Outsiders (Harry Styles)

Chapter 51

"I was walking through the streets of this city and I bumped into Steph when his cell phone fell on the floor and cracked. I felt really bad and he looked like he was going to murder me but then he asked me for my number. We dated for a year after that unti-" I start when Harry interrupts me.

"So is it really that easy for you to get a boyfriend? You bump into them once and then poof? I should be scared being with a prize like you," Harry jokes and I playfully smack him. "I'm not surprised love, you really are the whole package" Harry grabs me by my waist, pulling me closer while biting his lip. His dimples show and it drives me insane but I push him away slightly. 

"ANYWAYS, as I was saying, we dated for a year after that until I drank a little too much in one of his clubs and I hooked up with his best friend," I explain and Harry looks astonished.

"You fucking did what?" He almost scoffs and I didn't even imagine that he'd react like this... I mean, cut me some slack here, I didn't know what I was doing, I was dead ass drunk. 

"You okay?" I almost laugh until he shows his 'stop fucking around with me cherry, I'm pissed' face. That face scares me.

"You don't get drunk like that. You're too innocent, tell a true story." Harry says.

"Okay yeah, anyways, he got pissed, stole my Givenchy handbag, then left me stranded at the club. But obviously he looks like he got over it." I explain and Harry laughs.

"Yeah okay," he sits on the couch, scrolling through his news feed.

"I'm being serious." I sit next to him and the doorbell rings once more. I roll my eyes at him then get up to see who's at the door.

When I open the door, a Gucci package sits nicely on the carpeted floor. I squeal in excitement as I pick up the bag.

Harry watches me in confusion and is probably wondering why I'm so excited. I've been waiting for Gucci's new handbag for so long and it's finally here. I pre-ordered it months ago and I knew it was coming to this address. Taking out the matte black bag with the stunning light pink gucci symbol on the front makes me wanna cry. I can't wait until Amanda comes home to see this. She'll want to order one too, for sure.

"Oh my god," Harry chuckles. "You're such a spender."

"So? I NEEDED this." I'm shaking in excitement.

"It's a handbag. You don't need it." he tells me. He reaches over into the Gucci store bag and pulls out the recite. I quickly try to grab it from him and his eyes grow wide as he sees the price. I throw my head into my hands out of embarrassment. 

"Really Cher? 5,000 dollars? Are you out of your fucking mind?" he gets up from the couch, pacing around. 

"Okay, chill Harry."

"That's more than my fucking rent, Cherry. Rent that me and the guys spend a lot of time saving up for." Harry almost yells, noting his anger. 

"I can spend my money on what I want." I look at him with an attitude.

"Why are you even with me? Huh? I want to know why the fuck you would stay with a greaser like me. You are royalty, Cher. You're a fucking queen. Everyone knows you, everyone wants to be you or be with you. You've got boys chasing you down and you don't even glance to look. You're beautiful, and smart, and funny and sweet and you are everything a person should be. Why do you want me? I'm not good for you. I'm not Cherry. I'm really not. It fucking kills me that you have to be with trash like me. I'm ruining the good in you."

Tears stream down my face as he bursts with his haunting words. "Stop it Harry."

"You have money. A lot of money Cherry. A dangerous amount that a guy could take advantage of. That's why you need to be with your own kind. Be with the wealthy and stick to your status quo."

"Stop." I wipe my tears but he won't give up.

"I'm ruining you."

"Where did this all come from?" I sniff at my tears. "Listen to me, Harry Styles. I would know if you were taking advantage of me. You never ask me for anything and never let me pay for you. I know that you love me, I do. I can feel it in ways you can't even imagine. I have never been in love with someone the way that I am in love with you now. Nothing is going to change that. So whether you like it or not, I will be with you until I no longer love you or you no longer love me. You never ruined me. You ignited me."

His eyes are blood red and his nose too. Something I've gotten used to and learned to love. He is staring at his twiddling thumbs then looks at me.

"I'll never stop loving you." Harry's eyes meet mine. I smile in response and he makes the most surprising gesture of all time.

"Cherry..." he kneels down on the floor, pulling out a small box. I cover my mouth and gasp loudly. "Will you marry me?"

The end.

A/N

Thank you to everyone who has read this book from past years.

It's finally time to end it with a happy ending.

Love,

Jess.