He has no name: Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 3

Everywhere I went I thought of Harry. He was like a drug and I was addicted to him. I don't know what it is about him. I mean I barley know the guy, and I like him? No, no I don't like him. I looked around and saw Zayn with Niall, Louis, and Liam. I walked quickly to him. "Hey, Zayn." I said. "Oh, hey. Um, what did Harry give you?" He asked. Great, he just had to mention his name. "Nothing, just a drawing." I answered. "Look, he's not safe. His anger-" I cut him off. "His, anger? Who are you my parent? I can hang out with who ever I want. Harry isn't as bad as everyone clams he is. Just cause he has some sort of 'reputation' you guys think that he's not a real person!" I screamed. Zayn put his hands up, palms showing, "Got it. But don't come running back to us when he snaps." He spat. "Zayn, calm the hell down." Niall shot at him. "Yeah, she's right. We can't control who she hangs out with." Louis said. "Whatever." He muttered. "Don't worry he's just pissed because him and his girlfriend, Brianna got in a fight." Liam explained. We all sat and just talked about their girlfriends, Niall is dating someone named Ashlyn, Liam is with someone named Nicole (who is Louis' sister), and Louis is with someone named Natalie. "What about you? Do you have a boyfriend?" Niall asked. "Yeah, his name's Isacc. We have been dating since high school." I said. For some reason I wished I was dating Harry instead, I wished I said Harry instead of Isacc. "Oh. Well we could get together at this bowling alley we all go to. So we could meet your boyfriend and you could meet our girlfriends." Zayn offered. "Yeah sounds great. What time?" I asked. "Um, 7:30. Tonight." He answered. "Ok sounds good." I said, getting up. "Well I'm gonna go. I..... Have something to do." I said. "Ok bye!" They all yelled. I walked away quickly to go look for Harry. I finally saw him and sat down across from him. "Hey, did you like the picture?" He asked. "Yeah, it was amazing. Where did you learn how to draw like that?" I said. He began moving his hand across the notebook. "Well, lets just say when you have a drunken dad, you learn a few things." He answered. "Harry, what did your dad do to you and your siblings?" I asked. "Um, just hit and abuse us. It took me a while to not flinch at the slightest things. I only have one sibling, a sister. He would do worse things to her, things that would put him in prison. Me and my sister parted ways, she thought it would be better if we did. Abs, I haven't seen my sister in 7 months. Your really the only one I talk to now, but your just a stranger that I pour my feelings out too." He explained. "Why not a friend?" I asked. "I haven't called anyone a 'friend' in years, it'll be hard for me." He said. I nodded. "That's perfect." He blurted. "What is?" I asked. He just put a finger up to say, 'wait'. He began drawing frantically. He stopped and turned it so I could see. "But its just me." I said. "Exactly, its beauty at its best." He said, smiling. "Thank you, Harry." I said. My cheeks were hot as I bit my lip. "No problem, well I got to go. Bye!" He said, shooting up. "Wait! What's your sister's name!' I called after him. "Natalie!" He yelled back. Natalie is Harry's sister. Does Louis even know? I hope he does.