You left me and now you want me? // Harry Styles (vampire-werewolf fan-fiction)

Lyric's pov

I was now, lying on my bed, looking at the ceiling. I kept having dreams about this guy I met when I was little.  But I can’t remember.  All I remember is this:

Flashback:

“STOP IT BEN!!! YOU’RE NOT COMING DRUNK AGAIN TO MI HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” my mom yelled.  I flinch at her tone of voice and cowered on a corner.

“YOU DON’T TELL ME WHAT T-T-T-TO DO IN MY L-L-L-LIFE, JAY!!!!!!!!!!” my dad yelled.  He kind of yelled/slurred, but still, it was scary.  

“BEN, YOU HAVE KIDS!!!!! YOU HAVE LOUIS, FIZZY, LOTTIE, DAISIE, PHOEBE AND LYRIC!!!!”

“I DON’T CARE ABOUT LYRIC!!!! SHE’S JUST A PAIN IN THE ASS!!!!!”

“BEN!!! HOW COULD YOU!!!!!!!  SHE’S YOU DAUGHTER!!!!”

“NOT ANYMORE!!!!!”

Dad kept yelling, but I didn’t pay him attention. So he thinks I’m that bad.  I hate my life.  I pissed my dad.  I think is the best for me to go away.  Yeah.  I packed my backpack with clothes, a bottle of water, some cookies, my jacket, my teddy and a picture of my family.  Here we go.  I went downstairs and saw my parents in the kitchen fighting or discussing.  I opened the front door and got outside.  I closed the door and began to run.  I saw the woods and ran to that direction.  Nobody cares about me. I’m just a pain.  Why people care about me anyway?

I got inside the woods.  I kept running until I saw a clear space.  It was illuminated by the moon.  It looked beautiful.  I ran there and got one of my blankets out.  I put it at the floor and laid on it.  I took my teddy and watch the stars, counting them. 

I then heard the leaves ruffling.  Ok.  I sit and look around, nothing.  It came back again and this time I saw a human figure.  I watched as the person kept ruffling the trees and bushes.  Then, everything stopped.  I looked around to see nothing.  I stood up and felt a heavy breath on my neck.  I yelled and turned around.  There stood a boy, like 18 or 19 years old, with green eyes, brunette curls and he looks really fit. 

“Hello there, darling, I’m Harry, Harry Styles.” He said.

“I’m Lyric Tomlinson. How old are you?” I ask. He chuckled.

“I’m 18. And you?”

 “I’m 9.”

“Nice to meet you, sweetie.  What are you doing here? It’s quite scary and dark” he said.  It’s true.  Probably the monsters are waiting for me. 

“Nothing.  Just that my parents got into a fight and dad said he didn’t wanted me.  It’s frustrating.”

“Ohh.  Do you want to go home?”

“Yes please.  Can you look for it and then come find me?”

He nods and left.  I waited and waited, but he never came.   I lay on the blanket.  I tried to keep my eyelids open but failed, they closed. 

Unknown pov

I was walking around the woods, where I found this girl, like 8, 9 years old, sleeping in a blanket.  I took her in my arms and put the blanket in her backpack.  I swung her backpack in my shoulder and put the girl bridal style in my arms.  I looked at her. Brown and wavy hair, I opened one of her eyelids, blue/green eyes, and Louis features.  Of course, she’s Lyric, Louis little sister!  I began to run, until I reached his house.  I knock on the door.  I heard someone groan and make its way to the door.  The door opened and there stood a half-sleepy Louis.