Vulnerable (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Ch. 19

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Harry's P.O.V.

Instead of going further with the pleasant night, my body had begun to feel even more sore and I'm almost positive I broke a rib, Amelia didn't mind though. I didn't want her to do anything she would possibly regret. The thought of that confuses me since sex usually wasn't a rare thing for me, especially back in the U.K. but now that I'm here things had gotten boring in that part of my life. Before, if I went after a girl, she'd probably give herself to me in the first month, sometimes even week, of when we got together. Any guy likes a good hook up, but something in Amelia just makes me think above that. It's not just about lust, or any sexual pleasure. She doesn't even seem like the type of person to be so easy with a guy, and that makes my mind a little more at ease with her.

The rest of the night, I try not to move too much, and I'm sure Amelia has been awake all this time too since she speaks up after a while. "It's weird that Julia isn't back yet." I didn't expect her to say that, but now that I think, she's right, it is weird. "She usually never stays out this late."

"Em, it's almost midnight, and your sister's a grown woman, these things happen." I say nonchalantly.

"She's only twenty three, and she's usually the strict type and doesn't go out much."

"Well if she doesn't go out much maybe it's because she's always working? She could use a break for once don't you think?" I ask trying to calm her.

"Yeah I guess." She turns to her side to be facing me but doesn't make eye contact. "Are you still in pain?"

"A little." I shrug.

"Is that why you can't sleep?"

"Yes. I'm sure I broke a bone." I confess.

"Then you should go to the hospital or something to get it checked out." She suggests while sitting up.

"Oh please, I don't need any doctor."

She rolls her eyes and chuckles. "You sound like Danny." I join her laughter at the thought of him. No matter what he usually refuses to go get checked up by any doctors, no matter what bone he broke or sprained when he gets into rumbles.

"Why did you fight that man?" Amelia finally asks. "This is the second time you've fought Harry."

She's partly right there, that's the second time I've fought someone, around her. I've been getting into some pretty harsh fights every now and then but Amelia's only seen me in two. I know I'm probably making a wrong impression on her, but from all the people I've talked to that know her too, she isn't the sweet angel that most people think she is. Some rumors I wish not to believe, others are plain stupid and some are just that, just rumors. I don't want to come clean to her and just ask her straight up, at least not right now.

"He said he knew my brother, and he knows Smith, the man Chris worked for. After I asked him how, he told me he already said too much and said Chris was stupid for not running away in time." I sit up on the bed now too and my hands are formed to fists. "I need to know who killed him!" I slam my fist against the bed.

"I know you do, but beating up every guy you know that has access or is associated to Smith isn't the correct way to find him don't you think?" She gets closer and wraps her arm around my shoulder and gently strokes my arm with her hand. "You'll find this guy alright? And if you already found two guys that are some how apart of Smiths group, then I'm sure there's more ways for you to find him."