the gifted | harry styles

The Gifted | Backseats

The Gifted | Backseats

"You're a freak like me..can't you see?"
- Zayn

Harry stayed up all night on his computer trying to piece his life together. After what happened yesterday he needed to find out what was going on with him. Even Kahli stayed up all night FaceTiming him where she was on her computer helping him out as well. He knew he could do anything with air, but he could also connect with the earth as well. It really baffled him not knowing what all he could do. The rest of the kids had all their shit together, so why couldn't he feel the same way about himself?

"I'm going out with my friends after school," Harry says grabbing his lunch from the refrigerator while his mother made herself some coffee.

"You still haven't told me about them Harry," Anne says sadly. "Can you at least tell me who they are?"

Harry sighed, and placed his lunch in his backpack, he looked at her, "They're like me mum. All of them..w-we're all gifted."

Anne was expecting anything but that, her whole entire demeanor had changed, "Don't lie to me Harry."

"Then why ask, huh?" Harry asked with an annoyed tone. "I try to tell you something and then you accuse me of lying. What's the point of me even telling you mum?"

"Don't you dare talk to me like that Harry," Anne scolds pointing at him.

"I'm gonna be late for school," Harry mumbles rolling his eyes walking away from this conversation.

"You better not take another step Harold!" Anne shouts putting her coffee down on the island counter and walking over to her son so she could look at him. "What the hell has gotten into you? I'm not going to tolerate this disrespect from you young man."

Harry turned at her with his fist balled and eyes narrowed, "Ever since the divorce you have been practically ignoring me for years now. It's like you don't even care about me mum. We haven't spent a single day together ever since we moved, and now you wanna ask me about my life? Now you want to want to be concern about who I hang out with? It's ridiculous in my opinion, and I'm tired of it."

Anne had absolutely nothing to say. She knew it was true and it broke her heart so much knowing that her son feels some type of way from her working all the time. No matter how hard she tries to make everything perfect she knows that it will never be the same like it was a long time ago. Harry knows exactly what he's feeling, and she could not blame him at all.

"I'm so sorry Harry..I am truly sorry," Anne dropped her head to the ground feeling herself getting ready to cry. "I'm the worst mother in the world."

Harry's expression softened seeing how emotional his mum has gotten, slowly he walked over to her and wrapped her up in a big hug where he rested his chin on the top of her head. She hugged him back crying just a little bit, but she felt relieved that her son didn't hate her.

"You're not a bad mum," Harry whispers. "I just want you to spend time with me..you're all I got that is close to family."

"I understand," Anne sniffs pulling away a little bit. "I'll try harder dear."

"I love you so much," Harry kissed his mother's forehead before pulling away. "And sorry for acting like a brat."

"It's fine," she smiles weakly. "But I love you even more Harry..I hope you know that."

"I do, and I gotta go before I'm late," Harry chuckles.

"Right, right, right," Anne laughs then shooed him off. "Go to school and have a good time with your friends, okay? Just be careful."

"Okay, love you bye," Harry waves before walking out the house feeling more than relieved right now.

Driving to Kahli's house he sent her a text to let her know that he is down the street. Seconds later he pulled up and there was Kahli walking out her house with black leggings and a black crop top hoodie that read the words 'diva' in pink and white. Her edges were laid perfectly and her wild hair was out. Then of course you couldn't forget her cute glasses sitting on top of her nose.

"Hey hot stuff," Kahli greeted with an adorable smile and a kiss on a cheek.

"Hey, how's life?" Harry asks smiling at her, it seems that everyday he gets more happier everytime he sees her.

"Living it right," Kahli nods, then gasped suddenly. "Oh shit, I'm a rapper now."

"Whatever, let's go," Harry laughs pulling off.

They joked around with each other until they made it to their school. Harry parked in the same parking spot and turned off his car.

"I don't wanna go just yet," Kahli spoke pouting her lips and frowning in the most adorable way possible.

"Then what do you wanna do?" Harry asks looking at her.

She licked her lips slowly, her eyes almost sparking with desire, "How about we get in the backseat and you'll find out, yeah?"

"O-Okay," Harry blushes, he grew nervous and his heart started to pound out of his chest when he climbed in the back seat. It was like he could feel the heat radiating off of him when she got in the back and straddled his lap too.

"We got time," she murmurs before kissing his lips and making him slip into her trance. Her hands moved up and down his chest while she kissed him slowly. When her hand came to the back of his hair to tug on it he had released a whiny moan making her pull away with a smirk on her lips. "You gotta hair pullin' kink Harry?"

Harry blushed profusely and looked away from her stare. Seconds later she pulled his hair back making him look at her and he had released another whimpering moan but he quickly bit his bottom lip to shut himself up. Harry was giving her all the satisfaction and Kahli absolutely loved it.

"Answer me baby," she purrs tightening her grip on his hair and tracing the side of his strong jaw. "I just wanna know."

"Y-Yes I do," he admits with a shaky voice feeling ultimate pleasure from having his hair in her grip.

"I bet you liked being called daddy too, huh?" Kahli whispers deviously in his ear, she felt him shudder and another small throaty moan escaped from the boy and she felt on top of the world right now. Meanwhile, Harry was getting a hard boner underneath his jeans that were becoming a little too tight for his liking and it's all her fault.

"Baby w-we gotta go," Harry groans trying to get this girl off of him but it was no use. Apart of him wanted to stay in his car with her all day instead of going to school, but apart of him knew that they had to go.

Kahli cupped his face and pulled him into a fiery kiss before pulling away with an innocent smile on her lips, "It's cute how you think you're gonna get out of this mess Harry. Remember we have class together? And I'm pretty sure Ms.Day has a PowerPoint that we have to watch in the dark."

Harry groaned tilting his head back and covering his face, "God please help me."

"Did I also mention that we sit right next to each other?" Kahli laughs taking his hands from his face.

"Kahli stop," Harry groans feeling so embarrassment, yet loving the way this girl is making him feel.

She giggled a little bit and pecked his lips, "Alright, come on daddy."

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