"So..... Harry? What's your favorite color?"
I asked the british lad. "As of now?" I nodded. "Orange." He smiled. "High Five." My favorite color was Blue, but my second could be Orange.
" Would you like to watch a movie?" I asked. "Oh but of course." He said in a girly voice. I raised my brow at him. "If that's what you think of us girls, you should see my closet and playlist." He smirked, his lip piercing curving slightly. "Show me." His smirk deepened. I chuckled, and pulled out my phone, going through several songs by Skillet and Seether.
He pulled the phone out of my hands and pressed play to 'Fake It' from Seether. I raised my brow as the song started to play.
"Who knew that your soul would fade at
all, the one you used to fool the world,
you loost your self esteem along, the way,
and good god, you're comin' up with
reasons, good god, you're draggin' it out-"
I stopped his little rock out session by shutting off the music. "You killed my favorite song." I joked earning a chuckle from him. "Let's watch 21 Jump Street, shall we?"
It was the middle of the movie, and Harry and I were tired as hell. My eyes were drooping with every word in the movie. "Harry.....?" I whispered. I turned to him sleeping softly on the couch. I smiled, and took this oppurtunity to look at his features. His peircings were vivid, and you could definitley see them. His black t-shirt fit in with him perfectly, as his black jeans. His curly hair touseled slightly as he moved in his sleep. I smiled, and shook him lightly.
"Harry. Wake up." I whispered. His eyes slowly peeled open, and he yawned. "You can come sleep with me in my bedroom." I smiled at his sleepyness.
He nodded and sat up, lifting his feet of the couch and following me to my bedroom. I had a queen sized bed, so don't ask me why, but I actually had one.
I changed in the dark, just putting a pair of pajama shorts on, and leaving my bra on. Harry had his shirt off, so I quickly glanced at his chest, a six pack already there. Damn. I layed in my bed, and waited for Harry. "I'll only be a second love." He walked out of my bedroom. I rolled over, so my back was facing the door and looked out of the window. Harry was out there, yelling at someone. It was a guy, of course. He punched Harry in the face as Harry punched him back, sending him to the ground. He pulled out his phone, and proceeded to call someone. I pulled his shirt on, and stumbled out of my room, down the stairs, and through the front door, eager to get my curiousity satisfied.
I watched as Harry yelled into the phone, saying something along the lines, of 'do not touch her'. He hung up as the man stood back up and attempted to knock Harry out but Harry grabbed his fist, and pushed him to the ground, the guy screaming in pain. I was definitley scared. "Harry?" I whimpered. "Is everything alright?" His eyes snapped towards me. "Everything's fine, go back inside." He was talking to me, but glaring at something behind me. "Ella May, please go back inside." His eyes fixed on the object behind me. I looked down as he used my name, meaning I'm in trouble.
I nodded and glanced at him. "Please be careful." I whispered. He nodded and kissed my forehead. I stalked inside, and closed the door behind me, watching out of the window. Harry glared at the person that was behind me, and it was a girl. She looked about 30, and she looked like my...... Mum?! "Mum?" I whispered. Two people were behind him as he turned around. I watched in horror as my Mum shot the two people behind him. I was pissed off now. I stormed outside beside Harry. "Mum! What the actual fuck is wrong with you?!" I yelled. Harry glanced at me pulling me beside him, watching my Mum's every move. She twirled the gun in her fingers. "Well, I'm basically a serial killer. I killed Harry's parents, your father, and grandmother, and oh but course myself." I looked at her confused. "What? No you didn-" I was cut off by sirens echoing through the neighborhood. My Mum shot herself, as the sirens got louder. "Freeze! We have got - oh Hi Mr. Styles, Ella." My eyes brightened as tears filled my eyes. My brother was here. "Jacob!" I yelled and rushed away from Harry wrapping my arms around Jacob's neck. "You found out, didn't you?" He asked. I nodded as tears flowed down my cheeks.
"I'll visit on your birthday, promise." He held his pinky out. I linked my pinky with his, as Harry talked to the Police.
I smiled for him and hugged him tightly, as he hugged me back. "I love you big brother" I laughed. "Love you too little sis!" He laughed back. I waved goodbye as his squad car. Harry was waiting for me in the front of the house, so I went up to him as my lip quivered. "Harry, I'm sorry my Mum....-" "It's ok Love. It wasn't you who killed them." He smiled warmly. We made our way upstairs, and layed down on my bed, falling peacefully asleep.
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"Morning Harry" I said as I walked downstairs. He lived with me now, because he insisted. I ovbiously agreed.
"Morning love. Would you like some tea?" I smiled and nodded, proceeding to grab bowls of cereal. "Harry, would you like some cereal?" I said mocking. He smiled and nodded, mocking me back. "Haha, you're funny." I laughed, which didn't make any sense. "That's why you are laughing." I smiled and ate my cereal with Harry, sipping my tea occasionally.
"So, I was thinking we could go to the mall today, Harry?" I asked. "Sounds like a good day. First we have to pick up my stuff, ok?" I nodded and put my bowl in the sink. This would be a fun day.
