"What are you doing here?" He looked mad his eyes are burning with anger
"I-I" stuttered while walking backward I wanted to despair
"Anyway Harry I'll talk to as soon" the brown haired guy said that while waving and existing the restaurant
I looked back at the guy leaving and desperately hoped if he stayed I don't wanna be here alone with him, not technically alone but still he terrified me
He pulled my rest and guided me back to the car without saying a word
I seriously can never guess his next move I thought he was can scream at me like before but he remained quiet till he sat down in the driver seat and said
"Didn't I tell you to stay in the car?" He asked in a calm tone
"You took so long" I replied in low tone while looking at my lab I was slightly embarrassed he'll think I was eavesdropping
He didn't reply
I looked at him and he looked more calm and relaxed, he actually looks young I didn't notice I was staring and him until a smirk formed in his face and he looked at me and he said "if you're done checking me out you can go" I looked away and noticed that we're already parked in my driveway my cheeks were burning I can seriously feel them
"Thank you" I said quickly and I left
I entered my apartment and I went straight to the dressing and I took off the dress I was wearing and I wore a short and a shirt and I pulled my hair up to a bun
I heard a knock on the door, it was almost 12 am who will it be
"Who is it?"
"Harry"
I opened the door and he was standing and balancing on one hand on the wall
"What do you want?" I asked
"Not you for sure" he grinned
He so proud of himself isn't he
"Same here"
I was about to close the door but he stopped me and said
"Here" he handed me my phone which I didn't even realize I left there
"Oh thank you" I was about to close the door again but he stopped me and said
"Can I get water at least?"
"Sure" I left the door open and headed to the kitchen to get him water
When I came back he was already sitting in the sofa with the remote on his hand and the tv was on
"I was going to say make yourself comfortable but you already did" I handed him the water and I headed back to my room
"Do you usually just leave your guests by themselves?" He said
"Yes if it's past 11"
"C'mon Bells my company won't be that bad would it?"
I can't keep up with this person I met couple days ago
One minute he's happy, the next he's acting like a jerk and then he suddenly become angry and then calm again
I joined him and I sat at the far end of the couch opposite to where he was sitting "Who are you" I blurted what I was thinking about out loud
"Well I'm Harry" he replied sarcastically
"That's not what I meant"
"Enlighten me then, I don't read minds you know" he said that while his eyes were fixed on the TV screen, an old movie was on which doesn't look that interesting and his arms rested behind his head, he looked comfortable probably way to comfortable
"What I meant is that I've been working at the magazine for quite some time now but I haven't seen you before nor did I ever hear about you" I added "you don't live here do you?" I questioned
"Used to"
Used to?
"Were do you live then?"
"I don't even know" he answered irritated by my question, while running his hands through his hair
Why is he still here anyways its getting late and I want to sleep
"You're not planning to stay here are you" I stood up and I stood in front of him
"Well your couch is pretty comfy so I don't know" he laid on his back as if he is planning to stay here
"No you're not" I protested while crossing my arms above my chest
"Why not" he looked at me with a raised brow in a challenging tone
"I'm tired and I really don't have the energy to fight with you, if you want to stay here stay but don't you dare step into my bedroom"
I felt bad kicking him out since he already drove me back home twice and I was really too exhausted to fight him back
"Thank you" he murmured and he really was planning to stay here
I didn't say anything back
I kept thinking about what he said about not knowing where he lives, what did he mean by that, is that the reason he stayed here tonight, didn't want to question him any further, I'll ask him tomorrow maybe?
I laid in bed thinking about the guy sleeping in my couch, I never had anyone here at my place at least not in the last year beside Brandi of course
I went to see him and he was already sleeping so peacefully I noticed his shirt on the floor, he's acting way too comfortable around here I got him a blanket and I covered him and I headed back to my room
I couldn't sleep I kept thinking about Harry, he seems mysterious most of the time like he's hiding something.
weird thing is that I only met him twice and in those two times he end up bringing me back home and the weirdest things from this all is that he's sleeping right now in my living room. He's practically a stranger to me, I should've forced him to leave, maybe he lives far away and he was too tired to leave? Or maybe he doesn't have a place to stay at? I don't even know.
It's almost 2 am I seriously should stop thinking and force myself to sleep minutes later I drifted to sleep
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Storm (Harry Styles)
Fanfiction"It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake. - Frederick Douglass" To me he was that storm but do birds really sing after a storm?
