Don't be afraid to catch feels (ha)
Ride drop top and chase thrills (hey)
I know you ain't afraid to pop pills (hey)
Baby, I know you ain't scared to catch feels
Feels with me
Laila's point of view
I literally crawled my way to, my phone expecting my mothers name to pop on screen but, it was not it's my dad.
"Hey, papa"
"What's wrong with you Laila?! , I just saw on T. V, don't you care to atleast inform us"
"Dad, first of all, I was in shock, I was in pain, still do you accept me to call you!! " I immediately regret shouting on him, he is just trying to look out for me.
I could hear my dad exhale deeply "Sweetheart, all I ever want is you well-being, is that wrong? "
"No, dad but try and understand, I am broke, I don't know what to do its just..... " I broke on my last sentence, no words escaped my mouth, as sobs replaced them.
" I am flying to New York "
"Dad, no, I'll be in London in three days, just do me a little favor...."
"yeah, I'll talk to your mom, then you will owe me" I giggled at his tone, well talking to mom ain't exactly a easy thing so I do owe him one.
Our chat continued for ten minutes more, then I hung up on him, feeling a little better.
When I was about to crash on my sofa,I heard the bell ring, I made a huff sound and opened up the door, I was greeted by a very young looking officer " Hey I am officer James "
"Laila Dove" we shook hands, and I invited him in.
"Miss I know you are not in a mentally stable state but there are some questions I need answers to"
"Sure go ahead..... And please call me Laila"
" So Laila, first of all, how are you feeling? "
"I am still in shock but trying to cope with it"
He asked me questions about Mack, My relationship with him, blah blah and stuff, I just broke down once, so I guess it went well .
I have a lot of stuff to figure out, as my life is a completely in a puddle of mess right now, I do owe Harry, he helped me, even I don't know him for long, I need to repay him. But right now all I want is to drown my sorrows in bath tub.
***
After I got out of hot water I called Harry he picked up after three rings
"Hello" He answered in raspy British voice. God I can melt right now.
"Hey Harry, it's Laila"
" You okay? should I come to get you?" It was funny that he sounded so alarmed.
I giggled at his response " No Harry I am just fine, I wanna tell you something, so I was thinking if we could you know.... Um... "
"Meet up" He finished my sentence for me.
"Yeah if it's not a problem......"
Harry's point of view
I am tangled in my comforter, my hand under the pillow and my left leg swinging down the bed. I agree it is not the most comfortable position in the world, but it's the only one that seem to work for me.
It's been a bit tiring few days, and with the tour coming up I need to be charged up, I just wanna drift back to sleep.
I just closed my eyes when I had a funny feeling underneath my stomach, it's vibrating?
Damn it's my phone, I picked it up without bothering to look at the ID.
"Hello.... " I answered yawning
"Hey, Harry its Laila" Laila!!! Why is she calling me right now, is she in trouble?
I shot up from my bed " Are you okay? Should I come to get you? "
I ran towards the gate but stopped in my tracks when I heard her giggling "No Harry I am just fine, I wanna tell you something, So I was thinking if we could..... You know..... "
"Meet up " I finished for her
"Yeah if it's not a problem "
"Of course it's not, darling just tell me when" Okay I sounded too desperate.
"I was thinking what about tonight" She whispered in the phone.
I gulped " Yeah.. Ummm when-ahh, what..... "
"Hmmm"
"So I'll meet you tonight"
"I'll be waiting "
I slumped back in the bed, smiling.
" God Laila, You are just like your name 'the night beauty'"
If any one told me that I will be comforting a person I meet on a flight from her crazy ex, I would have called them crazy. Something is very different about her, she is broke yes but when you look in her eyes you see nothing but confidence, love and rage.
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The Beautiful Disaster(Harry Styles)
FanfictionHe was like a book that inspires you, when you lose all the hope in the world, his arms were like a beautiful quote which were holding Laila up. Will the magic Harry's magic last for ever, or fade like the ink on an old, wet, torn book?.... Hey Guy...
