Vulnerable (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Ch. 13

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When we finally get back, the cars aren't there so I assume the guys went out. I look over at her to see she's looking straight ahead and possibly wondering why there aren't any cars.

"Guess they headed out." I tell "Wanna come in?"

She finally meets my eyes and the bright sunlight sparks along her face, radiating her eyes and making her look even more beautiful. "Um, sure. But I was actually gonna ask you something. Seeing that no ones here, we can always go somewhere else." She purposes.

"Where would we go?" I raise my brow in curiosity.

"The fair!" She smiles "Come on, it'll be fun and it's the last week of vacation!!" She puts her hand on my arm pushing slightly for an answer.

"Alright, alright." I finally say. "First let me get out of these clothes. You can still come in."

I tell her to come upstairs with me just in case one of the guys comes home with their creep friends. She finds her way and sits on the edge of my bed as I look through my closet finding a white shirt and different jeans that have a few wholes around the knee. I go to the bathroom and wash up, putting my clothes on after.

Amelia's P.O.V

I've been contemplating on whether or not I should stay away from Harry for so long, but sitting in his room shows me that I'm horrible at making decisions. He reminds me too much of Ashton. I know, I know, it's been months since he's left and I should move on. I've tried too, partying and drinking and smoking doesn't help what so ever. After he left that's what I usually went to for an escape. Then I stopped. I guess I had become isolated from everyone, it wouldn't touch beer, but I still got a hold of a cigarette somehow. It surprised me of how I could alternate so quickly, and I kept it to myself. Then when I made contact with Harry, he reminded me a lot of Ashton. The looks obviously didn't compare, but the way they spoke and looked at me.

"Okay I'm ready, let's go..." Harry walks in but stops in his tracks and his eyes fall to mine and his face is low, as if he's concerned. "Everything alright?"

"What? Oh yeah," I say, and stand from the bed "I'm good, so c'mon"

"You sure?" It bugged me how he'd look at me and I'd look back and he could tell something was off.

"Yes, Harry I'm sure." I put on my best reassuring smile and walk out.

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Once we get to the ticket booth I see that the fair looks full and bigger than last year. They must've added a few attraction spots and more thriller rides to bring in more people. Who Evers in charge did a great job because as Harry and I walk through, we're basically joined together pushing past and finding gaps and space between people as we try getting through.

"So where too first?" He asked.

I scan the premisses and figure we could ride a few of the thriller rides first then games later. He agrees and we head to the line for the "Speed Tornado" as the sign says.

After going on six of the rides I look over at Harry seeing him try to recover his balance and I laugh at how unstable he is. "Hey, I don't do rides like that alright?" He defends himself.