Unexpected- A Harry Styles FanFiction

Chapter 21

Where the hell is she?! She can't just fucking leave for three hours. Well, she can, but I hate it. She needs to come back. I don't even know where she went. Why do I have to be such an ass?

'Can we talk?' I shoot her a text, but she doesn't reply.

'Leslie? Please.'

This time she answers within seconds.

'I need space.'

'And I need you. Please. Just come talk to me. We can talk through this. '

'Are you going to talk you yell?'

This response hurts my feelings a little, but I know she has a point.

'I'll try my hardest to talk. I promise.'

I'm hoping that's enough to convince her to come home. I mean, I can't promise the outcome, but I can promise that I will try.

I pace back and forth in the living room for what seems like forever until Leslie finally shows up.

"Thank god." I release as she walks through the front door.

She sits herself down on the couch, crosses her arms and looks up at me without saying a word.

"Well, you said you would talk. Let's hear it." she demands.

"I.. I. Well, I'm sorry?" I don't really know how to go about this.

"You're sorry? That's it?"

"What else do you want?"

"Maybe a little explanation! We were fine at breakfast then you get this attitude and tell me I'm lucky you chose to be with me! What the hell is that supposed to even mean?!" Now she's yelling at me.

"Well, so much for not yelling."

She rolls her eyes. " You arent even talking Harry. I need you to talk to me. Please."

Now she's begging and the pain in her eyes hurts me.

"I didn't mean what I said. I'm lucky you're here. I just, I dont know what to say. "

"You don't know what to say?"

"All I know how to do is apologize. I'm not sure what else you want."

"I want you to tell me why you were so upset and why you think I'm so lucky you chose me."

"I can't tell you why I was upset and I already told you I didn't mean that."

"You can't tell me? When you're in a relationship, you have to be a little open."

I can't talk about it right now.

"Well, I guess its a good think I'm not in a fucking relationship then, isn't it?" I can see the pain in her eyes as soon as the words spill from my mouth.

"I didn't.."

"I know. You didn't mean it. You never mean anything you say." Her tone has changed from angry to hurt.

"God damn it Leslie."

"What? How am I not supposed to be upset? Don't you ever want more than just this?"

"Just this? What's wrong with Just this?"

"Nothings wrong Harry, I love where we are, well when we aren't arguing, but is it really too much to want to be your girlfriend?"

"No, it's not, and I understand where you are coming from, but I already told you, I can't be you're boyfriend right now."

"Why?"

"Its hard to explain Les, but when I can, I will."

She doesn't say anything.

"Leslie?"

"Harry?"

"I really am sorry. I'll try harder. I promise."

"I needs you to Harry. I just gave up every ounce of security I had. You are literally all I have."

This time I go quiet. I never took the time to think about that. She lost everything because of me.

"Can we just forget about it for now? I'm done fighting. I've said what I need to." She says then walks off in the direction of the bedroom.

I let her be for a few minutes, then go in. She's sitting on the edge of the bed.

"What're you thinking about." I ask as I sit down next to her.

"Everything."

"Can I do anything for you?"

.

"No."

"Oh okay."

She doesn't say anything else.

"I came in here to say thank you."

"For what?" she looks at me confused.

"Giving me a chance."

"You're thanking me for that?"

"Well, like you said, you gave up everything for me. I don't deserve that. You're way too good for me, yet you're right here anyways."

"I would do anything to be right here. I don't know how you do it, but you make me feel like I never have before." With this line she scoots closer to me.

"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. " She says planting a gentle kiss in my

lips. I actually feel goose bumps grow on my neck. She smiles then stands up off the bed.

"Let's watch a movie?" she suggest grabbing my hand and we head to the living room.

"Whaddaya wanna watch?"

"Grease?" she asks with a sweet smile.

"Grease?" I mock.

"Yea! Its my favorite movie!"

"Then grease it is." She sits with my arm around her through the entire movie as she goofily sings along to EVERY song.

When the movie ends, she heads to the bathroom and gets ready for bed.

I slip out of my pants and pull my shirt over my head then lay in the bed. When she comes in, she looks adorable is her fuzzy pants and tight white tank top. Her hair is in a sloppy braid, yet she looks so beautiful. She lays next to me and cuddles up to my side.

"Good night love." I whisper in her ear and she lightly giggles.

"What?"

"Love. Its cute."

"Oh hush." I tease and she wraps her arms around my waist.

"Thank you."

"For what?" this time I'm the confused one.

"Being here for me." She simply states then drifts away to sleep.