The Way (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 19

"Do you wanna talk about it?" I ask as we get into the car.

Harry just shakes his head and starts the car, still not saying anything.

"I want to show you something." He says quietly.

"Oh. What?" I ask and he looks over to me rolling his eyes.

"I can't tell you. It's a surprise." He says amused with himself.

"I hate surprises." I murmur and Harry laughs.

"You will like this one. I promise." He says and places his hand on my leg squeezing slightly.

I smile at him but don't say anything else.

We pull into another parking garage 15 minutes later, in the middle of downtown.

Harry turns the car off after finding an empty parking space, and reaches for the door. Before he can pull the handle I grab his arm to stop him.

He looks confused untill I take his face in my hands and kiss him urgently. I know I can't take the hurt away, but maybe I can ease the pain.

I start to pull away but Harry grabs my hips pulling me over the small console and onto his lap. I put my legs on both sides of his, straddling him without breaking our lips. He runs his hand through my hair, and I place my hands firmly on his chest, feeling his heart race under my touch. He takes my bottom lip between his teeth and I let out a slight moan at the contact. His lips taste like mint and coffe combined, and I love every second we spend like this.

"Alex..." Harry breathes into my mouth, and I pull back.

"Do you not want to see the surprise? Because I think you're stalling." He smiles against my lips, and I let out a laugh.

"Are you complaining?" I ask.

"Never." He says still smiling, connecting our lips once more.

"Lets go see your surprise." I say mocking his voice and he rolls his eyes.

We walk out onto the sidewalk crowded with people and Harry takes my hand in his, leading us down the street.

We come up to a large building, and Harry opens the door for me to enter. The sign in the lobby says "Reed Enterprises Holdings Inc."

I look at Harry with confusion but he just shakes his head.

The lobby is filled with marble and white furniture, but Harry just walks over to the elevators in the corner of the large room.

He presses the button that lights up, and my memories from yesterday flood my mind. Harry looks down at me and I can tell he is thinking the same thing.

The doors open and people exit leaving it empty, for me and Harry to enter. He presses the highest floor which is 38 and it starts to accend into the air.

When the doors open we are in an office space, with many offices hidden behind a glass window. Instead of walking towards the doors, Harry takes my hand and pulls me the opposite way. We reach the fire escape and he opens the door ignoring the sign telling him to enter only for emergencies. We walk up atleast 3 more flights of stairs till we get to another door, and Harry opens it leading us outside.

The fresh air fills my lungs, and me and Harry walk over to the edge.

As I look out onto the city I realize why Harry wanted to bring me here. The view is absolutly gorgeous.

You can see every building in New York, along with the harbor, and Central Park. My mouth drops open and I look over to Harry who is intently watching me.

"It's a mountain top in New York." He says softly.

"It's amazing. I've never seen the city like this. Ever." I say distracted by the view infront of me.

"It's makes you look at it differently. It dosen't seem so large from up here, it seems...content." Harry says.

"But this is the best part." He says laying down on the ground, and I follow him laying my head on his chest.

I look up into the sky and that's all you can see. Blue.

"Wow." I mutter.

"I know. Probably the only place on the island you can see the full sky."

"It's incredible, Harry."

"I thought you might like it." He says and I lean my head to the side to look at him.

"You are so different from what I thought." I say placing small kisses under his chin.

"What do you mean?" He asks me looking confused.

"It's just...I thought you were just some guy who didn't give a shit about girls. Who just used them for sex. But you're not like that. At all." I say.

"I wish that were true." He whispers.

"Why would you think it isn't?"

"I just know."

"Harry. Don't think the worst of yourself."

He dosen't say anything instead lifts me off of him and stands up. He reaches his hand down and pulls me up.

"What now?" I ask.

"Umm...do you wanna get lunch?" He asks me running his hands through his hair.

"Sure. Are you sure you want to do this today, though?" I ask.

"Yes. Definitely."

***

An hour later we have ate lunch and are now on our way back to Harry's appartment.

I really want to know what happened with his dad but he already told me he dosen't want to talk about it. I wonder how Gemma and Anne are doing. They can't be taking this well. I'm worried that Harry is keeping all his feelings inside, and eventually he is just going to explode.

When we get to Harry's apartment we decided to watch a movie. I chose The Lucky One and Harry rolls his eyes at my selection.

He gets his laptop and we curl up in his bed to watch the movie.

Halfway through I get bored, as I always do and turn my head to look at Harry who is intently watching the movie. He looks confused and the skin inbetween his eyebrows is wrinkled showing his puzzled expression. I lean up and kiss him right between his eyes and he relaxes his face. His lips curl at the end showing his amusement with my actions.

I lay my head back onto the pillow and look up at the ceiling. Now extremely uninterested in the movie.

"Are you bored?" Harry asks leaning up on his elbow to look at me.

"Yes." I sigh.

Harry closes the laptop to my surprise and moves it to the floor. He leans back up onto his elbow looking down at me.

"I'm really glad you were here today." He whispers and kisses my hair, then down to my neck.

"Mhmmm." Is all I'm able to respond as his tongues runs along my jaw line.

"I don't know what I would have done." He says while still attacking my neck, blowing and sucking at the skin.

"Harry..." The words tumble out of my mouth.

He moves his body so now he is laying on top of me.

I pull him up towards me so his lips connect with mine.

"What do you want to do, Alex?" He asks me, his lips brushing mine.

I don't say anything instead take his bottom lip between my teeth. He places his hands on both sides of my head holding himself above me.

"Alex." He says sternly.

"Just...touch me. Please."