WallFlower ↠ styles

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Sorry for not updating loves, I had a writers block.

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Flashback; 13th of January, 2011

"So, this is my house. It's a bit messy, I hope you don't mind" 

After he picked me up from the streets, he brought me to his house. I'm guessing he's a businessman, since his house is four times the size of mine.

"Thanks mr. Styles" 

A low chuckle leaves his lips "Call me Harold"  I frown confused. "I thought your name is Harry?" 

"That's what most people call me, but I prefer Harold. I don't want to get mixed up with my son."

I had no idea he had a son, but he seems like a good father.

"Anyway, I will show you where you can stay. Follow me" I nod and follow him up the large stairs. He opens a door and let me walk in first.

"Mr. St- I mean Harold, this room is beautiful"

A small smirk is on his lips. "Thank you very much, I'll leave you alone so you can unpack."

I quickly turn around. "Can I ask you something first?" 

"Ofcourse you can Willow"  I take a deep breath. "Why did you take me with you? I could have been a murderer, or a dangerous drugsdealer, you never know."

He chuckles "I don't think a girl your age would do something like that. But I can't answer your question just yet, but you will find out soon. Please don't be afraid, it's not something bad. Im sure you will like it"

I frown at his words. I am slowly starting to regret coming with him. He seemed like a nice man without any bad intentions. And when you're homeless, you don't think about the fact that he might be a bad person. All you think about is that he can give you a roof above your head and something to eat. 

"Don't be afraid Willow" he repeats.

I shoot him a small smile before he closes the door, leaving me alone in the huge room.

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Harry's P.O.V

The drive was silent, the sound of my heavy breathing filling the car.

She hasn't said a single word since she picked me up from Louis'. Only some muttered words like "You're welcome" and "It's no big deal"

She should be mad at me. I woke her up in the middle of the night, made her come all the way to Louis' house and to top all of that I barely said a word to her. 

"Why did you come?" She turned her head around, her brown eyes meeting my green ones.

She shrugged, bringing her eyes back to the road. I felt anger starting to bubble up.

"I have been rude to you so many times since we met, I stole your notebook, I let you come pick me up in the middle of the night and I only muttered a quick thank you and you don't even care? Are you crazy?"

My eyes widened after I realized what I just said. "Shit I'm sorry I di-"

"See it as a thank you for the cassette tape you gave me. Don't worry, this won't happen anymore."

She said, without letting her eyes leave the road once. I mutter a 'Okay' before turning to look out of the window again, my eyes slowly closing.