Your Reason~Harry Styles/1D Fanfiction

Make It Or Break It

I’ll Be Your Reason to be My Love

Chapter Fourteen:

Make It Or Break It

March 5th, 2011

---Evie’s Point of View---

I did it. I had finally been able to forget about the past and look forward to only the present and the future. Any grudges I had or anything I was mad about with Harry previously, I had all forgotten. They were all remnants of the past faded away. It was like it was just me and him, the only two people in the world.

I was done hiding my feelings and trying to mask them with other surfacing lies.

I forgave him.

But sadly, I was still traumatized in sobs from what just happened. What had possessed Derek? Was he always like this but I was too stupid to not notice? Or did I make him feel the need to abuse me like that? I’ll probably never know. And I didn’t want to know either. I just realize now that I want him out of my life completely. What would people at school say? What would my mom say? Oh God, that talk she wanted to have with me was going to be ten times more awkward now.

I was shaking. Harry placed his hands on my upper arms to steady me. “He won’t ever touch you again I promise.” He raised his right hand from my arm to stroke my cheek soothingly. “I’ll make sure of it.”

His tone of seriousness made me believe him. He was so much like my protector, it was unreal. I was still trembling in his arms and Harry rocked back and forth in an attempt to calm me. As if the night’s events weren’t enough, rain started drizzling down on us. I squinted and looked up at him. “Do you want me to take you home?”

I nodded. “But my car’s here.”

“Oh, well I walked here so we can just drive that to your house.”

I shook my head up and down again and looked ahead of us. I pointed to my little black Volkswagen and we walked up to it. I more like stumbled since I was still phased by everything, I couldn’t even walk properly. I just wish I had never agreed to go out with Derek tonight, it was probably one of the stupidest moves I’ve ever decided to make.

But at least a little good came out of it. I’ve finally realized how much I actually do need Harry. And him being in my life would only make it more interesting.

We got to the car and I threw him the keys. I was too distressed to drive anywhere but I needed to get home. This day was one of the worst and longest of my life. Harry opened the door and I did the same and we both stepped into the car. He was just about to put the keys in the ignition when he stopped.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, curious as to why he didn’t start the car.

“I still only have my permit.” He gave me a half-hearted look and sighed.

I was in no physical state or mental, for that matter, to drive. I knew it was wrong but I mean, my house wasn’t far from here and I desperately needed to get home. I looked around the car, searching for some type of answer to this situation we were in. I decided to just go with the first thing that popped into my mind. “My house is only a few blocks, no one will notice.” I saw that he looked a tiny bit uneasy so I added, “Are you a good driver?”

He smirked at me and placed his hands on the wheel, steadily saying, “I am an excellent driver.”

“Well then it shouldn’t be a problem.” I adjusted my seat back so I could attempt to relax.