Demon // [Harry Styles AU]

04 // Moments

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Him

I fell back against in my chair as I huffed exhausted. ''You okay?'' Zayn asked. I nodded my head and wiped away a few beats of sweat with the towel he had put down for me. ''It's just really hard getting into her head, she's a tough one.''

Zayn nodded. ''I know, wouldn't expect her be that strong. But mentally..'' His eyes grew bigger and he let out a breath as if something exploded inside his brain. ''She's dead strong, mentally.'' He said, when I didn't reply.

''It's kind of fucked up to do this though.'' I spoke, staring at nothing special.

In the corner of my eye I saw him raise his eyebrows. ''Since when do you care?'' He exclaimed in confusion. I sighed as his question. ''I always care, dick. You know I'm nothing like the others. I have fucking feelings.'' I spoke, growing mad. I knew I wasn't supposed to care, those emotions have all been taken away and only my anger has been heightened. But somehow it didn't work out that way for me. Somehow I still care, not as much as I knew I would a year ago though.

''Yeah I know, but you know you can't let that stop you. You know what will happen.'' My jaw tensed at his words. ''Yeah I do, I'm not an idiot.''

My arms pushed my body off the chair and I started walking towards my room, leaving Zayn behind. I've been living in his apartment above the club. It was supposed to be mine, but he wouldn't leave. Which was fine, he's a good lad. Doesn't get into much trouble, plus, he's friends with her. Which is good for me.

When he found out I had chosen her he wasn't too fond of it, or me. But he had to be okay with, because once I had chosen, there was no going back.

I entered my room and decided to change out of my sweaty clothes. Being in her head really was tough for me, she was so strong it was crazy. I've done this before and within two times they broke. But she hasn't, no matter how scared she is. She never broke.

I stripped from my previous outfit and put on some simple pair of boxers and a shirt after I had decided I wasn't going anywhere, anyway.

When finished I sat behind my desk and grabbed my journal. It was a brown leather note book with a string around it to keep it from falling open. I undid the string and grabbed a pen, reading through the old pages. It was a while ago that I had written.

April 4th , 2011.

Today was the best day! I finally got all my courage together and asked her out. And guess what, she said yes! I couldn't be more happy, I've been waiting for this moment for weeks. It wasn't that hard either, I should have just asked her already. But you know me, I get nervous easily. But I did it!

April 28th, 2011.

Our 4th date already, times flies by. She's so beautiful, I wish you could see her. You would have really liked her, I'm sure of it. We went on the Ferris wheel, and when we were on top, I kissed her. And it was magical. When we pulled away her eyes were sparking so beautifully I felt like I was going to faint.

May 14th, ,2011.

Today I've met her parents for the first time. They were absolutely great! Such nice folks.

June 5th, 2011.

We did it. It. And it was, wow. On our two month anniversary, I can't even describe how special it was. And I know it took a while, but I just wanted it to be perfect. I knew this was a big moment for her and I wanted her to be ready. And yesterday she was, it was magnificent. I've never felt closer to anyone in my life.

July 18th, 2011.

I told her I loved her, and I've never spoken the truth more than I had on that moment. She's the love of my life, and she feels the same way. I didn't expect to find someone, not someone like her. But I did. Words can't describe her beauty, in and out.

October 30th, 2011.

We are currently in Paris, it's so beautiful, but it could never touch her beauty. We kissed on the Eiffel tower, like I knew she wanted. And then in the rain, like I've always wanted . And then, we went back to the hotel, and made love to the view of the lights of the city of love.

January 4th, 2012.

8 months. 8 months already, time went so fast. It feels like a lifetime though, like we belong together. We have had our ups and downs, but we're still here. She's half of me.

March 16th, 2012.

I made my decision, I asked her to marry me. After speaking to her father of course. And he approved about 5 times. She said yes, and now we're engaged. Nobody disapproves, because everyone knows that we're meant to be. I hope you're proud of me, I hope you're as happy as I am.

My fingers turned to page, the last page I had written in this broken journal. A tear slipping my eye, it stained the paper, once again.

May 3th, 2012.

Tomorrow's the big day, mum. I'm marrying her on the same day, a year after we met. I'm so excited, I know this is the right decision. I wish you could be here, see me stand there while my beautiful fiancé walks down the aisle. She will look so stunning. I can already imagine my smile, breaking my face when I see her. And after that, I'll take her to Fiji. Because she always said she wanted to go there. I've arranged a beautiful island, with white beaches and blue oceans. It will be perfect. Everything will be perfect.

And that was it, because I never took her to Fiji. I never showed her the white beaches and blue oceans. I couldn't even marry her, the love of my life.

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Her

''Please!'' I begged, tears still streaming down my face as I felt closer and closer to giving up. I could feel his presence getting closer to me, and it was the most frightening thing I had ever experienced.

Suddenly the door opened, seeing a worried Liam standing in the daylight. He quickly acted as my body fell to the ground, broken and exhausted. He carried me out of the basement and sat down on the floor, with me on his lap. I was crying, that's all I knew. I felt tears streaming down my face and chest and I pushed it in his neck further. Having his strong arms wrapped around me had never felt better.

While softly shushing me he stroked my back, playing with my hair because he knew that was the thing that had always calmed me down.

After what felt like hours, I had calmed down. I was able to breath normally, the tears had stopped falling and my heart wasn't racing anymore. ''What happened?'' Liam whispered, unsure of my current condition.

I looked up and shook my head. ''You won't believe me.'' I spoke, sighing along the way. I knew it was true, he would never believe me if I told him. ''Try me.'' He replied, being his curious self.

I thought about it for a minute, just playing with his shirt, before nodding.

''Alright, I'll tell you everything.''

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A/N:

So, that was it. A look into Harry's past. I suddenly have a lot of inspiration. So I'll update soon, promise!

ps, I expected this chapter to be longer. But I wanted to get it up before the live stream. Will probably update tomorrow or monday. Love you all!

pps, so close to 1.000 votes, can't believe it! I am so thankful!

xoxo, Kim.