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I’ve been in the writing mood lately. I guess that I just want to keep writing about what will happen next. This chapter is really sad and I hope you continue to hit that button in the right-hand corner or tap the screen and click the star. It would mean so much!
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Steph POV
Our week has been nothing but love. Harry hasn’t left my side all week because he was going to be leaving tomorrow. We have been staying at his house and he made sure it was okay with Karen. All week we have been going to the gym and I have helped him train, by being his motivation. I have been lifted like a dumbbell, carried across a room draped on his shoulders, and laid under him while he did push-ups.
We are currently cuddled together on the bed and Harry has a death hold on me. I am in my underwear and one of his shirts and he is in his boxers. He refuses me to go anywhere because he wants to keep me in his arms. I didn’t fight him because I thought the position was very comfortable.
"I love you Steph."
"I love you Harry. Please stay safe for me."
"You know I will." I smiled and snuggled closer into his chest. He lifted me up and carried me bridal-style into the kitchen. He set me on the counter and went to get to cups for tea. He made me a cup and I carried them to the balcony. He followed me and sat down first. I climbed onto his lap and sipped my tea. We were silent and I knew that I was going to miss this. I kissed his neck and placed my forehead on it. He took a deep breathe and rubbed his hand up and down my back.
"I'm going to miss you so much Harry."
"I know baby, I know."
"I just want you to know that you will be all I think about."
I looked up at him and he was smiling down at me. He pecked my lips, "You are what I fight for. When I was fighting Devon, he couldn't find my weakness. He couldn't find one because she was in the back of the stadium. You, baby girl, are my weakness. You have made me a better person. You have made me feel more emotion than anything in my whole life. I don't think I have cried since my parent's divorce, and now, I have cried so much with you. Happy and sad. I love you so much. I can't tell you enough. I have a reason to be happy now and it's because of you."
I smile and grab his hand in mine. "I love you too Haz. You are my everything and I hope you don't get too banged up."
He laughed and kissed my temple. "I won't, I promise."
We sat and talked for a while. We watched the sunset and finished our tea. I felt myself getting tired and my eyes started to droop. I drifted off into a nice peaceful sleep, knowing I love Harry and I trust him.
I woke up in bed facing Harry. He was singing again. I am going to miss this so much.
‘Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I’ll give my all to you
You’re my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I’m winning
‘Cause I give you all, all of me
And you give me all, all of you
How many times do I have to tell you
Even when you’re crying you’re beautiful too
The world is beating you down, I’m around through every move
You’re my downfall, you’re my muse
My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues
I can’t stop singing, it’s ringing, I my head for you
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Tomorrow (Punk h.s) [Completed]*
FanfictieSteph Flinn is a 14 year old girl living a normal life in Wisconsin. One day, a rude, tattooed boy named Harry Styles moves in across from the Flinns house. How will Steph react and will her life ever be the same? Warning: I wrote this when I was th...