TO BE CONTINUED ( h styles )

( iv. )

"look harry, what you saw in there... it wasn't me."

harry raised his eyebrows incredulously. "so the girl i saw  who looked exactly like you and was letting wesley fucking king snort coke off of their naked body, wasn't you?"

"well, okay it was me. that came out wrong." juniper corrected herself and rubbed her forehead, still recovering from last night. "but it's not who i want to be."

harry didn't respond so juniper continued speaking.

"i know i told you i was better and for a bit i was. i thought it was down to all that shitty counselling and aa meetings they made me go to. but i was wrong. not to be ducking cheesy but it was you." juniper swallowed, smiling shyly at the boy infront of her. it was something harry had never seen on juniper before. vulnerability. "you make me better."

harry wanted to just wrap his arms around her then and there, kiss her and tell her he'd always be there. but he didn't.

"why did you lie to me? you told me you didn't touch coke anymore..."

"because i was scared, h! i was so scared that you'd give up on me." juniper confessed. "im trying to give up all that stuff, i really am. but i was so terrified you'd get sick of waiting for me to be okay again. everything is going so well for you with the boys now and im so glad for you. i just thought maybe you'd eventually want to forget about 'that coke head model' that is always troubling you."

"oh june, love." harry smiled at the girl before. "you know i could never forget you, no matter how much i fucking wanted to."

juniper giggled at that, and harry thought it was the loveliest sound he'd ever heard.

"and for the record, i don't think i'll ever become sick of getting you stuck in between my teeth."