ever since new york- [HARRY STYLES]

thirty-three| you bring me home

THIRTY-THREE

A SMILE FELL UPON THE BLONDE'S LIPS THAT DAY. She didn't understand how one could simply be this happy in a jail cell where all the demons lurked at night, but somehow, she was filled with joy.

Destiny Young felt the feeling of her stomach turning with butterflies just like the first time she kissed Harry Styles upon the stage of the classic play, Romeo and Juliet. She felt like she was in high school all over again, not being able to comprehend the fact that her best friend for all these years, is in love with her.

"What has you so happy, Wanda?" Her cell mate questions when Destiny returns to the cell, raising her eyebrows towards her. "Did you get that blanket you've been complaining about not having?"

"Even better." Destiny replied, biting her lip to hold back a big smile. "I called Harry."

"Harry? The boy you've been talking about in your sleep?"

"You're so full of shit, Emerald." Destiny snaps, giggling at the assumption.

Emerald looks at her friend, a small smile lurking on to her cheeks. "What happened? What did he say?"

"That he's in love with me." The blonde whispered, climbing on top of her bed and laying down with a smile. Her cell mate looked over at the girl, a smirk clear.

"I bet you he was lying."

Destiny laughed loudly at the comment, hearing shouts of the words, shut up echo down the hallway. "Definitely."

All of the sudden, a guard started banging on the girls cell door, making Destiny jump out of bed and on to the floor.

"Destiny Young, you are being released."

Confusion spread across the blonde's brain, barely able to get the words of joy out of her lips. "I-I'm what?"

"The chargers against you have been dropped." The female guard states, unlocking to cell door to let the blonde through. "You are free to go."

Emerald was watching closely, a huge smile on her lips. "You better go give that boy of yours a huge thank you."

Destiny looked back at Emerald, nodding her head. "Oh, he's definitely going to get that." And with that, she walked down the hallway in the arms of the guard, soon to be in the arms of Harry Styles.

***

Harry leaned against his car door with his arms crossed, trying to contain his excitement as he waited to see the beautiful blonde run into his grasp.

After spending the last two hours at Dawson Rowland's apartment, making sure the statement he would be releasing in the morning upon the case of Destiny Young would be to Harry's satisfaction, he left the apartment with a huge smile, ready to start the life he has always been picturing with his high school best friend.

"Harry!" A familiar voice shouted across the street, running towards the singer with tears streaming down her face. "Harry!"

Before he could reply back, Destiny Young jumped into his arms just like in all the romantic movies, holding on to him for dear life.

"Why hello there, Goose." Harry whispered into the crook of her neck, pressing a light kiss to the skin. Destiny pulled away, tears of joy continuing to run down her cheeks.

"What the hell did you do?" She questioned, letting out a small laugh as Harry shrugged his shoulders, a smirk on his lips. "Don't you smirk at me, Harold, tell me what you did."

"I might've had some text messages Dawson wanted to relive." Was all that Harry could say, earning Destiny to roll her eyes at the statement.

"Harry Edward Styles, did you seriously blackmail him to drop the chargers?"

The brunette laughed at the smirk on Destiny's face, nodding his head lightly. "And I'll happily do it again if that meant you would be safe in my arms, love."

Destiny smiled at him, leaning her forehead closer to his. She closes her eyes, letting the moment play out by itself. "And I'll always be. I'll be there for you, remember?"

"I'll be there for you, Goose." He whispered, his lips close to hers. "Because I fucking love you."

"I'll never get use to hearing that." She replied, before getting on top of her tippy toes to close the gap between their lips.

Their lips moved in a familiar sync, one that could never get old. Destiny's hands found their way up to Harry's never ending hair, deepening that loving kiss. Harry's found their way to her sides, tugging the girl closer to his warmth. They stayed in that position for what felt like forever, until the blonde pulled away with a small smile on her face.

"Bring me home, Harold."

And that's exactly what he did.

***
BABIES IM SO IN LOVE WITH THEM IT HURTS

I have no school today because I have midterms Thursday and Friday, so bare with me on the updates. (I might spam a lot today and then be dead for the next couple)

love always,

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