The Boy Next Door (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 10

I snap around to see a distraught Harry. "What?"

He gives no answer.

"Harry, I've spent enough time with all of this. I'm done." I turn back around but before I can walk away, Harry grabs my arm. This was all so cliche. Too cliche.

"Carter please." He whispers. I see the worry, the fear, the anger, the sadness in his eyes. He's better than I thought. "You're not like those girls."

I find myself speechless. What was there left to say, anyways? I don't know whether to believe him or not.

"I've fucked up. So many times. But that's my past. And I shouldn't have had dry sex with you so early and it made me look like I was just using you, but I'm not. I can't lose you Carter." The words flow off of his tongue shakily. I know he's close to tears.

"How am I supposed to believe you?" I barely get out. I'm struggling to hold back tears. Seeing Harry so distraught makes me feel like I was wrong and I shouldn't have confronted him. I don't realize the tears are already out until Harry speaks up.

"Please don't cry baby." He wipes away the liquid on my cheeks.

"You never answered my question." I struggle to collect myself. I can't appear this vulnerable near Harry. That will be when he strikes.

"Just give me a chance. I'll prove it to you. I'll do anything. Please Carter. I can't live without you. I've spent hours thinking about how I don't deserve you and how quickly you could leave and I can't let that happen." His words are shaking and uneasy, but I feel that he means it.

The words leave me speechless, only allowing me to nod.

"Thank you so much." He lets out a breath, I didn't even know he was holding and I don't think he did either. He pulls me in, holding me close to his chest. The steady beat of his heart calms me. I turn my head to face him. I can't take it any longer. I need his lips against mine. I need the feeling of him holding me as close as possible. I need him.

"Kiss me." I whisper and he smiles, connecting his lips with mine. The rhythm is steady and the electricity shoots through me. I love the way I feel when I'm with Harry. I feel alive. Not invisible like I always did. I hear the bell ring that ends lunch and Harry pulls away from the kiss. I whimper at the loss of contact.

"Don't worry. There's plenty more to come." He smirks. There's good old Harry.