Found (Harry Styles) #Wattys2017

Chapter 23

Songs:

There's A Place: The Beatles

The One: Kodaline

Chasing Pavements: Adele

Harry's POV

I laid next to her for about two hours after she'd passed out, just watching and admiring her. I honestly didn't know what the hell I was doing, but whatever happened from here on out, I know I'd do it with this feeling I had for her. Day in and day out, she was all I thought about. She occupied my mind and I hadn't even realized why that was. It had nothing to do with my so called need for justice, it was because I liked her. From the first moment I had seen her, months ago, I felt myself physically attracted to her. I mean, how could I not, she was beautiful and the more I got to know her, the more I found that she wasn't only physically beautiful, everything about her was. Her stupid laugh, the way her eye would twitch when got nervous, how her tongue peeked out a little when she was concentrated, her stupid OCD that needed everything to be even and color coordinated according to the fucking rainbow. But, it was the way she loved and protected the people she cared so fiercely that I think attracted me most to her in the end.

Every time we kissed, it felt different, electrifying and new. It was like each time was the first time we had kissed. There was something different about her that I couldn't quite identify, but I knew that my vision was wrong. It had to be. Not only was her birthmark missing, but I found it completely impossible for someone so kind, loving and sensitive to have such cruel intentions like what I had seen. The way she cared for her sister and niece, no one who acted like that would ever be capable of harming an innocent child, there just wasn't any possible way.

But, that conclusion only left me with more questions and even more fears. When I thought it was, Dallas who was the one who attacked my future daughter, at least I knew who I was up against, now I hadn't the slightest of clues as to who was after my child and who I needed to be on the lookout for. Another thing that was playing on in the back of my head was where that child came from. According to my vision, this kid should be happening sometime soon. 

All these thoughts swarming in my head made it impossible for me to properly fall asleep, which I suppose is a good thing in the long run. I don't know how keen her family would be if they found out I was sleeping in her room. They were all so protective of each other, it was insane.

I kissed her lips softly, repeatedly until I was able to tear myself away from her. I tucked her in properly, giving her the pink elephant I had noticed she brought with her to cuddle with in my place. She whined a little, but stopped when I gave her another kiss. She was quite adorable when she didn't have her guard up.

I tiptoed out of her bedroom, sneaking my way back to the one I was sharing with, Niall down the hall. I crept in, carefully slipping into bed, hoping not to wake him. Once I was sure he was sound asleep, I began to relax momentarily, until I heard him clear his throat.

"Were you with her?" He questioned groggily in a whisper.

"Yeah," I whispered back, not bothering to hide it from him. He was the only one who I felt I could be honest with about this. Louis would probably give me shit since my need to protect my kid against her was the reason we were in this current mess. While, Liam would most likely tell me I was wrong for thinking I had a shot with her considering the fact that she was technically an Independent, which honestly and surprisingly hadn't crossed my mind until now. Then there was, Zayn. Although he was pretty much back, I still had my reservations about him and confessing something so personal just wasn't in the books for me quite yet.

"Don't tell me you shagged her," he sounded more awake.

"Of course not," I sighed. "She's not like that, and besides, I don't know what she really thinks about being with me that way, especially after she found out about, Lily."