Save her now a harry styles fanfiction

Chapter 10

(A/n: the last chapter is the last flashback. All chapters will be present tense)

Gena's POV
I woke up the next morning with my body pressed tightly against Harry's bare body. "Morning, love." he murmured in my ear. "Morning." I said quietly. He kissed my cheek. "You were amazing last night," he said. I blushed. "Thanks." I whispered. He chuckled. "Don't get shy on me now, Lauren. I've seen you naked." he said. "Harry Styles!" I exclaimed, blushing deeper. He laughed, kissing me passionately. "I just wanted to see the look on your face, baby girl. It was priceless." he said. I smacked his arm. "Jerk." I said. "Hey now, no need for names. If you want me to fuck you, just ask." he teased. "For the love of God, Harry. Let me up." I said. I struggled out of his unresisting arms and climbed out of bed. Then I understood why he was so willing to release me. And then I wished I thought it through. I wore absolutely nothing at all, and Harry was taking in every single bit of my fat ass naked body. "Oh God," I muttered, turning towards the bathroom before I could burst into tears. At least sex distracted the guy from what you looked like. But now Harry had seen everything. Every fat part of my body. Every ugly scar from every brutal fight. He couldn't possibly think I was pretty now. And what else would make him love me? I wasn't that nice and I'd left him once and I couldn't possibly that good in bed. I wrapped myself in a towel and sank to the bathroom floor, trying not to cry. "Gene?" Harry's voice called. I swallowed. "Yeah?" I choked out, hoping he didn't notice. "Are you okay?" he asked. His voice was quite close to the door. "Peachy." I called back. "Can I come in?" he asked. "Um, I'm going to take a shower if you don't mind." I said. But my voice broke. A few stray tears slid down my cheeks. I wanted Niall. Harry opened the door. I cursed myself for not locking it. "Gena!" he cried when he saw me. "Harry, I didn't say you could come in," I said weakly. "Gena, what's wrong? Did I hurt you? Were you not ready?" he asked. "No, Harry, I just..." I trailed off. "Is it because I saw you naked?" Haz asked incredulously. "N-no." I stuttered. He frowned. "Why does it matter? You didn't care last night." he said. "I...it was dark last night. And you were....distracted." I said. "Gena, that doesn't answer my question. Why does it upset you, baby?" he asked. "Because I'm fat! I'm fat and covered with scars and I'm a total bitch!" I cried, sobbing. "Gena," he murmured. He put his arms around me. "I love your scars. It reminds me how strong you are. And you're not a bitch. You're honest. As for Levvin, it had to be done. And finally, Gena, you are not fat. Your stomach is rock hard, your arms and thighs are muscular, not fat, and your arse is the best curve a woman could ask for. Or a man, for that matter. You're absolutely beautiful, Gena." he said. "Well, what about the fact that I'm no good in bed?" I snapped. "I don't know where that's coming from. Last night was incredible." he said. I rolled my eyes. "It was for me. But for you?" I asked. "Gena, every beat of your heart gets mine racing. So stop thinking you're no good. You're amazing." he said. I wanted to believe him. But the last person who told me that was dead. If I got too close to Harry, and I lost him, it would be Niall all over again. Hell, it might be worse.
Harry's POV
I sat on the bed waiting for Gena to get out of the shower. I could hear her quietly singing from the bathroom. "So you wanna play with magic? Boy you should know what you're falling for. Baby do you dare to do this? Cause I'm coming at you like a dark horse." I knew she'd be embarrassed if she knew I could hear her, even if I thought her voice was beautiful. As her voice continued through the song, her phone began to ring.
*mike calling*
I knew I should answer it because it might be important. "Hello?" I answered it. "Um, hi? Who is this?" someone-not Mike-asked me. "This is Harry. Harry Styles. Who is this?" I asked. "My name is Niall Horan. I'm looking for Gena Lauren." he said. "Niall?" I asked. Niall Horan? John Levvin's third victim? He was supposed to be dead! "Ge-Gena's here. Just a second." I said. Despite the fact that I didn't want to lose her to Niall, I couldn't lie to her. It would kill her. Gena came into the room now, saw me on her phone, and raised her eyebrows. "Haz?" she asked. "Here, someone is calling for you." I said, handing her the phone. "Before you say anything, Gene, just know I love you." I said, kissing her. Looking a bit scared now, she lifted the phone over her ear and spoke. "Hello?" she said. Her hazel eyes widened and she swung around to look at me. "N-Niall?! But.....how?!" she demanded. She was silent a moment while Niall spoke. "But..i don't understand Ni!" she cried. "Why didn't you come to me before? Why did you go to Mike first?" Another silence. "Okay, I'm coming. Ill be there soon." she said. She hung up the phone and looked at me. "Go, Gena. I know you love him. I love you, enough to let you go. So go back to Niall." I said. I almost thought she'd say that she loved me and that she'd stay with me. But all she said was:

"Thank you, Harry. Goodbye."

And then she left.

Again.