Is This What You Call Destiny?(H.S)

First Time Together

Harry's P.O.V-

As I sat in the waiting room scrolling through my phone, which is the only thing i have been since the past fifteen minutes, I thought about Amelia. What Lou said, was it true? Is he really gonna do something bad to her? God, everyone's probably gone home now except for me, and then again I just can't stop thinking about her. What's wrong with me? Why can't I stop worrying about her? Even if Lou does something to her then it would be well deserved. But still.... Just then I heard the door creak open, someone entered the room. A girl. She is looking down, making it impossible for me to see her face. Then she closed the door behind her and finally looked up. Amelia? What is she doing here?

"What are you doing here?" I asked her rudely.

She didn't bother answering, instead she walked over to the only couch present in the room except for the one I'm sitting in, and sat down. What does it take to answer my question? Why is she so stubborn?

"I think I asked you something and you'd better answer me if you don't wanna get in trouble." I threatened her. And this time she looked up straight into my eyes. I noticed that the edged of her beautiful sea green eyes, were red and her eyes were glossy. Her pink pale pink cheeks were tear stained. Was she crying? Definitely she was.

"Trouble? Hah isn't this enough for you? This is the first time ever that I got detention after school. And its all because of you and your stupid friends!" She yelled on my face, her voice laced with venom.

"Why did you get detention?" I asked a bit surprised but pleased as well.

"Oh as if you don't know!" She said, on the verge of tears.

"No, I really don't. Believe me." I say, my voice soft.

"Its because your best friend Louis thought that it'd be really great to beat up a random kid and put the blame on me!" She said, choking on her words, a tear rolling down her cheek.

"Lou actually did that?" I asked surprised again.

"Yes he did! And I don't even know why! Even the kid lied to the teacher that I was the one who beat him up!" She was practically crying now. Pain in her voice.

"Hey please don't cry.." I said suddenly not feeling as great as I should feel after what Louis did. Instead I felt pain and anger.

She just continued crying more. As I watched the tears roll down her rosy cheeks and she trying her best to stop them, I felt like slapping myself for wanting to punish her. For wanting to see her in pain. No I can't do this. I heard her sniffling and her painful sobs.

"W-what if they call my parents and complain about me? I never got detention before! I never got a single punishment and the teacher said that he was disappointed in me!"

I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't see her in this state in front of me. I got up and walked over to her couch and sat down beside her. Now I could see her clearly. Pain was written allover her face. Her dark hair was a beautiful mess.

"Now my family would hate me and they'd never let me go back to Bradford!" She said in between her sobs. Her voice broken down by raw emotions.

I wrapped my arms around her body and pulled her to my chest. I felt her body tense but then slowly she relaxed. She still cried in my shirt. I rubbed her back, hoping she'd stop. She was so cold, I wanted to give her all the warmth I have. What is she doing to me? I don't know but whatever this is, its really blissful. The feeling of having her this close to me is just incredible. I could hold her like this forever. I swear I have never felt this way before. "Hey, its okay." I told her.

"Harry?", She croaked.

"Yeah?"

"Why are you guys doing this to me? What have I ever done to you?"

"Uh...nothing. But I promise this won't happen again Amelia."

She snuggled in my chest and started to say, "Thank-" but was cut off when her phone buzzed in the pocket of her jeans. She pulled away from me but I could see the blush on her face as she pulled out her phone.

"H-hey Percy" She said into the phone.

Who was this Percy now?

"No I'm not home, I'm at school."

"I stayed back to complete an assignment."

"Yeah everything's okay. I'll call you once I get home. Bye" And with that she hung up.

She slid the phone back in her pocket and rubbed her eyes. Then she looked at me.

"Thank you. I needed that hug." She told me, blushing a little.

"Its okay. How long is your detention?" I asked.

"Two hours." She answered sadly.

"Oh mine too" I told her.

Then there was a bit of an awkward silence.

"I'm sorry for what happened" I finally blurted out.

'Its okay" She said, a weak smile on her face.

"So,,,what do we do now."

"I don't know."

"Okay so maybe...tell me something about yourself."

"What about me?"

"Oh just anything."

"I'm Amelia Smith and I'm from Bradford. And I'm 17 years old."

I laughed at her innocence. She is such a child, telling me her name and age!

"And I'm Harry Styles, I'm from Holmes Chapel and I'm 18."

She laughed as I copied her. And I swear to god, her laughter was the most beautiful sound I've ever heard. I watched her eyes crinkle as she laughed, her nose wrinkling slightly. Oh I wish I could always see her like this. Playful and happy.