Sandra's POV:
*BEEP*BEEP*BEEP*BEEP*BEEP*
My alarm pierced my ears. Lazily, I just reached up to my phone and pressed snooze. I was still so happy. Nothing could ruin my mood. Here I was only my third day of knowing Harry snuggled deep into his arms.
Are feet were intertwined and his head rest on my hair. My face is on his hard, muscular chest. I breathed in his scent, it was addicting. I nuzzled my nose into his chest bringing my face closer. I peeked up out of the corner of my eye and saw Harry smile and then I felt myself being pulled right into his body so there was no space between us.
I could lay here forever, safe in his strong arms.
I was just in a good mood. I felt like I was for the first time in a long time; genuinely happy. Here I was with Harry, after I told him my past and most of my problems. I totally trusted him. I didn't get a chance to tell him everything going on in my life, but I know I will eventually.
He already meant a lot to me, I think I was falling for him. Was it too soon? I sure hoped not. I hope he felt the same way...
I closed my eyes again, and fell back asleep in Harry's warm, loving embrace.
*BEEP*BEEP*BEEP*BEEP*BEEP*
"Ugh," I groaned. I pulled my face from Harry's chest and turned my alarm off. It was almost 6, I don't care I will just- HOLY CRAP IT IS ALMOST 6!
"Harry! We are going to be late for school!" I tugged at his shirt, I shook him, he wouldn't budge. His eyes stayed closed and he was breathing heavy.
Think Sandra, think...
I licked my lips and leaned an inch above Harry's right earlobe.
"Wakey, wakey," I whispered. I then kissed him on his lips and he surprisingly kissed back. His eyes fluttered open and then just as quickly closed. He pulled me back on top of him and gripped my lower back. His lips were so rough yet gentle against my own, I could kiss Harry forever. I tugged at his curls and I got a moan. I laughed into the kiss. I pried myself off of Harry and his tempting lips.
"Sandra," he groaned.He had no idea how hard that was for me as well. Pulling away from a kiss with him was pure torture.
I laughed at him trying to cover up the longing for his lips back on my own and walked away. I grabbed some clothes, makeup and toiletries from my suitcase and headed to the bathroom.
I changed into my long gray sweater and slightly ripped jeans. You couldn't see my bare skin through the jeans so it was okay to wear.
I pulled my long wavy brown hair into a ponytail with a braid on the side. I put on my makeup as usual, but I tried my best to use a little less then normal. I hope that eventually I will be able to wear no makeup at all.
I then brushed my teeth to get rid of my morning breath and pulled on my old toms. I was actually satisfied with the reflection in the mirror. There was no way that was me...
The girl in the mirrors skin glowed bright, she looked happy. A huge grin on her face and crinkles by her eyes. Her hair was neat and her outfit was cute, her eyes shimmered in the dim light. I looked at her in awe. She was somewhat beautiful, that meant there was no way she was me.
I left the bathroom dazed and walked straight into a dressed Harry.
"Watch where your walking love," he teased. The butterflies in my stomach started to fly.
I blushed and looked to the ground.
"Ready for school?" he wrapped his big arms around me and put his head on my shoulder. His soft curls tickled my ear and I giggled.
"As ready as I'll ever be," I smiled. We grabbed our backpacks, a piece of fruit and then headed out towards Harry's car.
He opened the door for me like the gentlemen that he is. I smiled at him and sat down shivering. He turned the heat on high and grabbed my hand in his. He drove like that to school, one hand on the steering wheel and his other hand holding mine.
I grinned like an idiot looking at our hands."I'm going to protect you today," he told me, locking my eyes with his green ones.
"I know," I whisper back to him. He held my hand a little tighter and started to rub soothing circles on my palm. The rest of the car ride was silent, but in a good way. I was comfortable with Harry.
Nothing could ruin my mood today. It was Harry and I against the world, well erm, our school at least.
{A/N: Hey guys! Okay so I hope you like where this story is going this chapter is kinda just a filler meh:/ but I got good things planned!- Thanks for voting, commenting and reading it really means so much!}
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