I heard a knock on the door so I jumped up and rushed over to open it. I saw Brenda standing there wide eyed when she took in my appearance. I probably looked like shit. There is no telling what my hair or makeup looks like at the moment.
"Thank you. I will be back as soon as possible." I rushed before grabbing my keys and running out the door.
I thought I would take the car because it is much faster than walking. When I got there I ran inside but there was no sign of Harry. I asked someone at the front desk but they told me to wait patiently in the lobby.
I didnt know what else to do so I got my phone out and called Naomi.
"Hello." She answered.
"Naomi thank god I didnt know who else to call. " I breathed.
"Charlsie?Whats going on?" She asked concerned.
"Harry's been arrested." I cried.
"What?! Why?" Then she stopped and started talking to someone.
"Whos there?" I asked curious.
"The boys. We are having a little 'family' night. Here i will put you on speaker." She replied.
"Oh okay."
"How in the world did Harry get arrested?"
"Well see it is sort of my fault. im the one who called the cops."
"What the hell Charlie?" Zayn yelled over the phone.
"Im sorry I didnt know what else tp do he wasnt listening to me."
"So you call the cops on him?" Niall questioned.
"You dont understand he was going to kill Tyler...."
"Hold up your ex boyfriend Tyler?" Louis asked.
"Yes..."
"Why the bloody hell were you with your ex boyfriend in the first place?" Liam asked.
"I wasnt he broke into my apartment and was waiting on me when I got home. Then Harry found us and started beating the shit out of him. He had to be rushed to the emergency room you guys. Harry would have murdered him if I didnt do something." I defend myself.
"That doesnt mean you call the cops." zayn gripped.
"Im sorry okay?"
"Guys give her a break she was just scared. She acted out of instinct. She probably wasnt thinking straight."
"Exactly." I cried a single tear falling down my cheek.
"Miss?" A deep voice said to me making my head lift up.
"Bye guys I have to go." Then I hung up. Harry was standing down the hall with his hands still behind his back.
I felt tears forming inside of me again as I watched him. Then I dropped all my stuff in the middle of the floor and ran to him.
I wrapped my arms around his neck in a bear hug. He rested his head in the crook of my neck as they unlocked the hand cuffs.
"Im sorry baby. I didnt know what else to do. im so sorry. Please dont hate me." I cried into his shoulders.
They finally unhooked his hands and his arms slowly wrapped their way around my waist, pulling me in closer to him.
"I dont hate you baby." He whispered.
"What?" I asked caught off guard a little. I leaned back to get a better look of his face. "Why not?" I asked and then he started laughing. "Harry I got you arrested. it is my fault you are in here right now. Just think about the press. Oh gosh I have ruined everything havent I?"
I was rambling now. Harry smiled and placed his large hands on either side of my face. He wiped a stray tear from my cheek and leaned his forehead against mine.
"Im not mad Charlie." He whispered. "I mean I was at first, but not at you. More at myself for loosing control like that. I couldnt help it though. My adrenaline started rushing and I blacked out. I had no idea what I was doing after the first hit. You did the right thing here and im proud of you."
Well that certaintly wasnt what I was expecting. "The guys hate me so why dont you?" I asked my voice hoarse from all the screaming and crying.
"What do you mean the guys hate you?"
"I called them and told them what happened."
"I will talk to them dont worry. I am the one who should be apologising. I didnt mean to scare you. I just wanted to protect you is all." He said and gained tears in his eyes. I cannot help myself when I see men cry, especially Harry. Everytime he cries I lose it.
I buried my head in his chest wrapping my arms around his muscular torso. He hugged me back of couse and buried his face in my hair then I swear I heard him sniffle.
"I love you baby." He said but his voice carcked at the end indicated he was crying afterall.
"I love you too." I replied softly.
"If something would to happen to you on my watch I would never forgive myself."
"I am fine Harry." I replied. "He only hit me once."
"Wait he actually hit you?" He asked pulling away from me again. I could see the anger boiling up inside him. His face got red, his nostrils flared, his eyes turned dark green. He almost looked rather scary.
"Calm down." I whispered placing my hands on his chest. "Breathe. Deep breaths. I promise I am completly fine. Look." I said stepping away slightly holding out my arms. Then I spun around in a circle just to add to the effect more.
I saw the color slowly come back into his face. His eyes softened and a small smile formed on his lips as he watched me spin around like a little kid.
"Your hair is a mess." He laughed grabbing my hand in his and pulling me closer to him.
"Thanks. Thats what every girl wants to hear." I blushed. "I didnt have time to look in the mirror before I came. I wasnt thinking about appearance as much as getting you home safely."
"Well just our little secret I still think youre beautiful." He whispered in my ear which caused me to giggle.
"Can we go home now?" I asked.
"Of course baby."
"After this there is no way in hell im going to work tomorrow." I moaned as we walked out of the police station hand in hand.
"Yes you are. Im not letting you miss your third day on the set." He said.
"But I am not going anywhere without you ever again. We didnt stay by that rule last time and look where it got us." I said and I felt Harry's grip get a tad tighter on my hand.
"I will go with you then. This isnt happening again if its the last thing I do." He said sternly before helping me into the car.
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Second Chances (2nd book of Contest Winner)
FanfictionThe second book to 'Contest Winner'. Charlsie moved to California for an acting job leaving her old life behind including Harry Styles and Darcy, her daughter. Now she is done with her show and wants her daughter and life back, but the question is c...
