Half a Heart - A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter 1

Alex's POV

My black skinny jeans clung tight on my hips as I made my way to school with my best guy friend, Harry. As we walked we listened to my playlist of mine and Harry's favorite band 'The Fray'.

Just as 'How to Save a Life' started to play, Harry stopped walking. I didn't take notice of his strange action until the earbud he was using was pulled from his ear and hit my side.

I turn around only to find Harry gone. "Harry?" I call out a few times starting to get a bit worried. My mind starts to race with ideas as to what could have happened to him then I turn around to Harry popping out and screaming, scaring the hell out of me.

"Harry you asshole!" I yell, punching his arm to try to get my point across but judging by the smug look on his face I can tell he doesn't find me the least bit intimidating.

"I'm sorry Alex but you made it so easy and you should have seen your face" he says in between laughs, his dimples I've come to adore for the past 6 years more prominent than ever.

I can't help but let all my worries fade and laugh along with him. I've always loved his laugh... its just so.. Perfect.

I reach up to poke one of his dimples but knowing Harry he immediately notices my action and reaches up to stop my hand before it comes in contact with his flawless face.

"I told you I hate it when you do that," he says harshly, still holding my wrist in a tight grip.

I try not to wince at the pain its causing but I can't help it. He notices my suffering and looks down at my arms and realizes the cuts running up and down them and quickly releases my arm from his tight grip.

"Alex.. I-I didn't know.. You said you'd stop," his voice more angry than concerning.

"I-I know Harry I'm sorry.. I should have told you-" I stutter but am cut off by Harry asking the question I was hoping he wouldn't ask.

"Why?" His tone softening a bit.

"I-It was just my.. mom." I lie.

"No, Alex that's a lie and you know it." He calls me out.

Damn this boy knows me too well. I think to myself.

"Just tell me." His voice full of concern. "Please?" He asks taking a step closer to me.

"Okay it's just-" before I can finish my sentence his lips are on mine.

Sorry it's so short.. I'll try to get better.(: