Warrior // Harry Styles

Chapter Seven - Sleepover

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Lizzie's POV

Did I like Harry? Do I love him? It can't be we just met today. We stood up and walked over to my bed, laying down on it, looking at all the lanterns and dim lights hanging from the celling and walls, making it a calm environment. We just layer there. Not a sound was heard, not a single bark from the nearby dog park, no children playing on my street. Silence. Just what I needed right now to concentrate.

I inhaled and exhaled the faint vanilla scent fading in my bedroom. I turned my head and saw Harry thinking face on - scrunched up eyebrows, squinted eyes he must be thinking about something. I wonder what it is... I turned my back to him and curled up in a ball, my favourite thinking position ever. I don't know what it is but when I was little and used to cry myself to sleep, I would always curl up, think and cry so I think that's were I got used to using that position every time I think about something.

My eyes wondered around my room until I see the picture of Brandon. I felt a little tear slide down my face, blurring my vision rapidly. I let out little whimpers escape my lips, loud enough for Harry to wrap his arms around me from behind and caress me. I turned the other way to face Harry. I looked into his light green eyes that showed sympathy and trust before cried into his chest as he stroked my brown hair gently.

I finally stopped crying and looked at an upset Harry and he sat up on the bed, sitting in the criss-cross apple sauce position, facing me with his hands lifting up his head studying me. I sat up to and poked his cheek witch later unravelled a cute little dimple. I giggled and looked out my window! the sun shining at it's fullest today when this morning the sky was a little sad.

"Harry, aren't your parents worried that you're not home?" I curiously asked, unsure about what the situation is right now. He then mumbled something that I could barely understand. I leaned closer to him as he mumbled again.

"What?"

"It's a secret!" he screamed at me, his slight smile disappearing from his face. He then relaxed a little, his face wasn't tensed up anymore, the calming music in the background calmed him down a bit.

"Do you trust me with your secret?"

"No, not yet... I'll tell you if you stay with me..."

"Don't worry, we're friends. I'll most likely stay." I hugged him playfully, tickling his sides for a while. Are laughs faded before I check the time on my phone. 11:11 pm.

"Harry, make a wish!" I started, closing my eyes slightly thinking of the only wish I wished for ever since Brandon's passing, "I wish I could see Brandon again."

Harry was wishing for something until a little tear popped onto his cheek, sliding down slowly leaving tracks of tears behind it. Slight whimpers escaped his lips once again until my mom came back from her 'work emergency'. I hushed Harry so my mom wouldn't lecture me about sleeping late and blah blah blah. I gave him a real, sincere hug to let him know I'm here for him and that his safe. Probably he could be my new best friend but, he'll never replace Brandon. Brandon is like a scar on my body - permanent.

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☯hi so #periodstories was trending on twitter and yeah... haha sorry for the short chapter, this was just a filler, BIG chapter coming soon, probably with drama, no drama... mhh☯

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