Resist (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter Turdy-Seven

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When we get to the restaurant Harry and I get right to work. I waited a table and Harry starred at me through his little window and he smirked.

"What's your name babe?" The guy at the table asks.

"Abby." I say.

"Well Abby if its not to much to ask, could we take a picture with you?"

"Um-"

"She would love to." Niall prompts me and hands a table their food.

I take the picture with them and go back to the kitchen to get their food.

"I'll never get used to this." Harry mumbles.

"What?" I ask.

"Dating you and guys hitting on you." He says.

"Girls hit on you too it's just something we have to deal with." I say and kiss him before I go back out.

"Here's your food." I say and when I turn around one of the guys smacks my butt.

"Hey! We don't tolerate that here!" Niall shouts and pushes me away from them. "I'll take the table for you okay?" He asks. I thank him and go back into the kitchen.

"What was Niall yelling about?" Harry asks.

"Nothing." I say. He sensed the uncomfortableness.

"What. Did. They. Do?" He almost growls.

"They-.... Smacked my bum?" I whimper and back up.

"What the fuck?!" Harry growls and his eyes go dark.

"Harry stop. Control your temper. You're scary when you are angry." I whimper.

He frowns and his face goes back to the soft and sweet Harry.

"Sorry."

"It's okay. My shifts over see you in like an hour?" I ask. He nods and kisses me.

When I get back I put on one of Harry's t shirts and my sweats and fall asleep on the couch.

HARRY'S POV

When I go to unlock the door I hear crying from inside.

"Harry!"

"Stop it! Don't kill him! I love him!" Abby cries and thrashes her arms when I walk in, she was having another nightmare.

I cradle her until she opens her eyes.

"Harry."

"Abigail you aren't allowed to sleep until Im here." I joke. She laughs and rests her head inbetween my neck and shoulder.

"Go to sleep," I whisper.

"Sing to me." She pleads.

"What song?"

"Something slow." She smiles.

"Is the Morticians Daughter okay?" I ask.

"That's my favorite song... Please." She kisses me.

"I open my lungs dear,

I sing this song at funerals, no rush.

These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush.

A baby boy you've held so tightly, this pain it visits almost nightly.

Missing hotel beds, I feel your touch.

I will await dear,

A patience of eternity, my crush.

A universal still, no rust.

No dust will ever grow on this frame,

One million years and I will say your name.

I love you more than I can ever scream.

We booked our flight those years ago,

I said I love you as I left you.

Regrets still haunt my hollow head,

I promised you that I will see you again.

Again.

Again.

I sit here and smile dear.

I smile because I think of you and I blush.

These bleeding hollow dials, this fuss.

A fuss is made of miles and travels when roadways are but stones and gravel.

A bleeding heart can conquer every grudge.

We booked our flight those years ago,

You said you loved me as you left me.

Regrets still haunt your saddened head but I promised you that I will see you.

We booked our flight those years ago,

I said I loved you as I left you.

Regrets no longer in my head,

But I promised you and now I'm home again, again, again

I'm home again,

again, again.

I am home again."

When I finish she is sound asleep in my arms like I liked it.

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