Her Guardian (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

31: Kill em with Kindness

"Your lies are bullets, your mouth's a gun; and no war in anger, was ever won; Put out the fire before igniting; Next time you're fighting."

Song : Kill em with Kindness

Artist : Selena Gomer

Anastasia POV's:

Each step I took toward the door, something deep inside me melt in nervousness, each step I took forward the door, something pulled me backward immediately, I was beyond pissed off with myself and worried about what would be Harry's reaction. I still recall him telling me that his brother was right about me bitching around, but I won't mind his words, because he was way far from being pissed off.

I opened my door quickly but calmly, in order to not wake Ian's up.

I took a deep breath and shut my door behind me. The familiar hall was soundless and empty, I eyed the place for a minute as I tried to recall where Ian's room was, and fortunately it was at the end of the hall, so he won't hear my sneaky footsteps.

Tenseness was obvious in my actions; my hands started to get wet and started to shudder without my permission. My pale face was looking directly toward the door as I stood in front of it in my track, not able to move.

I held myself together as I tried to gather my strength; it wasn't really a big deal, flashbacks of Harry and I sleeping into each others arms crossed my mind, thoughts of him helping me and going again't my father to help me, flashbacks of me calling my mother and him checking on her and pay for the operation she had, thoughts of him telling me about himself, and admitting how miserable he felt, how sad and unhappy he was and still with his life, his words from that night was still fresh at the back of my head making me regret my decisions, which what I allowed Ian to do. His poetry words when he told me when he was holding my hand into his unblemished hands, I still recall how I was excited and nervous when I told him to kiss me, and when we almost kissed each other, as his brother -which happens to be Ian -appears in front of us.

All those memories gave me a wave of confident and power to knock the door powerfully, just enough for him to hear it.

Ian came between us from the beginning, he wanted us apart. I knew this. But I won't let him do that because Harry has done enough good things for me.

Harry was my savior, he is the one who saved me from my miserable life, he was the one who wanted to have me just in order to protect me, he was sending by God to protect me from any harm, and that's why I was feeling a huge admiring toward him.

I decided on not letting anyone to get into my head and stood between Harry and I because I trusted him, and I still do.

Second later, the door went wide open as air hitched through my lungs. There was a shirtless Harry, wearing a short yellow shorts exploring his skin and his tattoos perfectly, my eyes were roaming around his body in awe as I stopped this foolishness and looked straight to his face.

His face was pale and holding sleepiness and tiredness. His hair was untidy and all over his face in a muddled waves. His eyebrows were firm as his mouth was parted in a thin line. His appearance made my stomach melt as I felt a strong feeling to put him into my arms immediately.

Without thinking, I caught Harry off guard by wrapping my two weak arms around his neck and pushed my whole body toward his naked one immediately, not giving him chance to reject my hug.

After a few seconds, Harry finally response to my hug by placing his both strong arms around my back, pulling me even closer to his hot body, not giving any chance to break the hug either.