The Art Student (Punk Harry Styles)

Chapter 13:

Harry's POV:

      "Quick! Turn left here! Good. Now right here! Faster, a little faster. We've almost lost him, now a right here, good. Sharp turn to your left. Little faster, you've got it." I rambled to the beautiful, flustered girl sitting next to me. I tried my best to direct her through our city so that we could loose my father in the streets, hopefully. She was actually doing a great job, listening, and taking my directions well but, I knew that loosing my father in the traffic of this town would be a miracle. She made a sharp left and a quick right turn after the last. I hurriedly turned around in my seat to see if my fathers beat up car was still behind us and to my relief it was nowhere in sight. 

        She made another quick turn and I was sure we lost him. I sighed in relief and sunk into my seat trying to relax after all of the commotion. She did too, but I knew she was still shaken up as she kept glancing in her rear view mirror. "Just drive around for another minute before heading to your flat... you know just to be safe." I trailed off. "And, I'm really sorry for yelling at you, I was just scared." I whispered. She smiled and silently reached out to grab my hand with one of hers. I let her take it and intertwine our fingers as she drove down the narrow street.

         I bravely and surprisingly pulled her hand up to my lips and placed a kiss there. She did well, her driving skills were impressive and I may not have a lot of confidence, but she needs to know just how amazing she is. I can't believe she has managed to save me, I didn't think this day would ever come. However, now my father knew that I was gone, that I left, that he has been abandoned by me and that worries me. It worries me that he's not out of my life for good, I know that he's not. It worries me even more that now he knows what this lovely girl sitting next to me drives... and knowing him he can find out a lot about her by knowing what she drives.

          She drove aimlessly around for awhile longer until we finally pulled up to a small flat building. It looked a lot larger than I had expected, then again I'm used to small and shitty places. Once she shuts off her car we got out and began unloading all of my belongings from the back of her car. She silently but gently grabs my hand with her free one and leads me to her front door. She takes her keys out of her coat pocket and unlocks her flat door before swinging it open and inviting me inside.

        She kicked off her shoes once we stepped inside and shut the door. She was visibly more relaxed and comfortable now that she was in her own home where she knew she was safe. I looked around me and knew just by observing the hallway that the rest of the flat was going to be just as lovely and well... fancy. It probably wasn't that fancy for most people, but it was for me. You cant go from the neighborhood that I've been living in for the past few years to this place and not think that it's much more high class and fancy. Her place is a lot bigger than I thought it would be too, how much room does one girl need? 

          "Here, set your things down in the front room, and I'll show you around." She whispered sweetly to me. I smiled back at her and nodded before setting all of my things down in her large front room. "Obviously, this is the front room." She laughed. I smiled at her and nodded. I loved her laugh it was so carefree and cute. She grabbed my hand once again and dragged me to the next room in the flat. "Bathroom. Dining room. Kitchen." She spoke as she led me through each room. "Closet." She whispers. I remain silent during the tour of her home, I couldn't speak with my mouth hanging open. I tried to shut it, but it wouldn't close. I was in shock. Her place was huge and nice. The last room she shows me is her bedroom. 

        "And, this is my room. Uh, you can stay in here with me. You can put your things in here." She says in a nervous whisper. I smile at her and nod while trying to fight off the blush that I know is visible on my cheeks. We awkwardly stand next to each other staring at her bed, not making any move to start bringing my things in here and getting myself settled in. We were both too nervous of what followed that so we just stood there and stared. Her small hand gently squeezed mine and I squeezed back, because I knew that this was just the start but I had her and she was all I needed.

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