Bad Boy Is Back [Harry Styles Fan Fiction] ON HOLD

Chapter - One

"Local gangster, Harry Styles is being released today after serving three years in prison. The teenager was arrested shortly after murdering-" I shut the T.V off, carelessly throwing the remote to the side after I let out a much needed breath.

All morning; every news channel, radio show, magazine and newspaper has been filled with the buzz about Harry and him being released.

Meanwhile, I was debating and fighting with myself on how I was going to react at seeing him for the first time in a little less then three years.

Three years.

It seems almost impossible, it seems so surreal that this all happened three years ago. It seemed like just yesterday I was getting the news, this all feels like one long lasting nightmare. That if I just pinch myself I'll wake up from the horrible dream, that everything will go back to normal. That I could feel his familiar touch, that his scent would linger around the house. That we'd be making passionate love, that we could do the simplest things. But three years, three years is a long time to not see the person you're in love with it. And it puts a lot of weight on your shoulders, it certainly has me questioning myself.

Instead of all of that, instead of living the life of a normal teenage girl. Well, I'm not so much a teenager anymore but instead of living a regular life a woman should. My boyfriend sat in a jail cell, as he did something he promised he never would. He lost all of my trust in him, call me 'stupid' but I feel very highly about this. I'm a sophisticated young woman, who didn't deserve being lied to. And I've heard it all. 'oh he was only doing it for you, and your safety' blah blah... I'm still upset.

I wish I could wake up from this nightmare, that if I just pinched myself hard enough I would wake up. My boyfriend would be by my side, we'd have dinner with my family. Enjoying the food, laughing at the stupid jokes we shared it would be us just bonding, making up for any old altercations.

But instead, I sat here. Lost in thought, in a complete daze wondering why the hell he would do it. For me. I guess it wouldn't matter having to look over my shoulder the rest of my life, if it meant him out of jail. Instead I got the news that my boyfriend, the one I love and trust with my life got arrested for killing a man that I thought was already dead. He lied to me, in the worst way possible.

My phone buzzed from inside my jean shorts, startling me slightly. I reached down and unlocked the message.

Liam:

"You ready?"

Oh how I wish I could just tell him how un-ready I really was, I wasn't prepared in the slightest. My heart was hammering against my chest, my body went numb, and I could feel the sweat beading down my forehead. I was never like this. How can a girl prepare herself, to see the love of her life again. Be able to touch him, and kiss him, just smelling him is something I've missed dearly. But I'm not prepared, I'm not ready and I think I'm going to have an anxiety attack. Keep it together Alyssa. I thought to myself.You can do this, you're stronger then this.

Licking my lips, I began typing away on the touch screen iPhone 5s. I was fine with my old phone, but everyone said I was to young to be dealing with such an old phone so they talked me into getting a new, and improved one. But that's beside the point...

To Liam:

"As ready as I'll ever be..."

I swallowed hard, my anxiety taking over. I refuse to let my nerves get the best of me, it can't be that bad. It isn't going to be that bad. Just tell him how you feel. I told myself, I need to think of something else. How could I though? He was literally the talk of the town, I shouldn't be thinking like this. I should be happy, ecstatic, relieved maybe all of the above! But no, I can't feel any of those things because my emotions are all in a jumble.