Past, Present, No Future. (Harry Styles)

8. What Can I Say?

"Okay, I'll tell you" I said to Harry crossing my legs on the bed.

"When I was thirteen and my mum had just passed, my dad went to a whole new level of pain that my brother and I couldn't take. He would go out all night and not come back until the next night only to stay for six minutes to have dinner and leave to do the same routine everyday. One day he came back with a friend, he kept staring at me. Finally I asked him why he was eyeing me the whole time, he whispered something in my dad's ear..."

*Flasback* Daddy's friend leaned over to say something to him, "She's fourteen" my dad told him. "That's great!" the man said getting up from the table. "Sweety, do you want to go meet me upstairs in your room?" my dad told me.

I nodded and stepped up the stairs waiting for him to come up, I swung my feet back and forth whilst I waited until his friend came along with him.

"Honey, Oliver is going to be here okay?"

"What do you mean?" I panicked.

My dad nodded to Oliver leaving us alone together in the room "Just keep still" he got up on the bed with me.

"What are you doing?" I asked moving away.

"I told you too keep still!" he hit me across the face.

I screamed having him cover my mouth.

"Liam!!" I screamed trying to bite his hand away.

He began to take my jeans off whilst I was trying to kick at him.

"Stop it!" he spat keeping me down by my hair.

*End Flashback*

"I cried and cried for help but no one came, later Liam told me that our father was holding him down the whole time. So he wouldn't get to me" I looked up at his reaction "You're the first person I have ever told this story too"

He nodded, "My story is nowhere near that" he chuckled nervously.

"I still want to hear it" I scooted closer to him.

"Okay, so when I was in Cheshire I met this girl. She was...amazing. She would always come over to our house with some baked goods every friday. She and I began to date when we were sixteen, she was the best person...ever. I loved her so much. Ally was just a ray of sunshine, always made everyone around her happy. She made everyone's day. One day she was out with her friends, she started making some bad decisions. Doing drugs and stuff. That same day at night she was out, partying. She did too much, went down an alleyway alone. A gang was down there, of course perverts see a drunk girl alone they'll do anything. But they didn't, they thought she was there to get them in trouble so they...they shot" he paused before taking a breath. "I-I"

"Sshh" I hushed him bringing him to my arms "It's okay"

He wrapped his arms around me inhaling my scent, "You remind me of her" he said into my shirt.

"Why?" I asked.

"You just do"

I thought of Harry completley differently now, he was who he was because he is scarred. He's the little poop he is because he has no one else to be that way with. And that only made me fall for him even more.

I pulled away from his hug and studied his face.

"I.." I began to say before he silenced me by pressing his lips against mine.

"Your so difficult" he finished my sentence with a smile when I pulled away.

I smiled back as he leaned against me again lying me on the bed with him hovering over me.

"I'm tired" was what I was going to say before.

He nodded and climbed off me, he lied next to me bringing the blanket over us then wrapping his arm around my waist.

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Harry always woke up before me which I did not get, I was always the first to wake up with Liam how come I can't wake up before Harry.

"What time do you wake up?" I asked him taking the coffee he had brought.

"I don't know, early though"

"Why, don't you like the sleep?"

He shrugged "I'm used to it I guess"

I nodded taking a sip, it comforted me the fact that Harry remembered how I liked my coffee. It's those little things that only my brother could ever get, until Harry.

"How?" I felt so nosy and he raised his eyebrow "I'll tell you why I wake up late"

"Okay okay" he raised his hands "When I was eleven I had a dog, his name was Harvey, he was basically my alarm clock"

"And he...?"

"He died when I was fourteen, the dog meant so much to me" he half smiled to his feet, "Now tell me why you wake up so late" he nudged me.

"I don't know, I'm just lazy" I told him lying back down and covering my entire body, head to toe, with the blanket.

He poked me through the blanket making me giggle. I poked my head out, "Do you mind?" I laughed.

He got up and left the room having me follow him out seeing his family and friends sat around the couch.

"Good morning" I told them pulling the sleeves of my sweater lower. The one thing I did not tell Harry about.

"Good morning darling! How did you sleep last night?" Anne asked me.

"Better than others" I smiled to myself catching Harry glancing at me.

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Short chapter I know! :/

Sowwy.

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