Forever (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 9

Harry’s P.O.V

 

I love her. Every day this feeling is getting stronger. She is so beautiful. So innocent. I love her innocence. And she is a strong person too. I mean who girl after her father’s death would stand up in her feet so quick? I remember when my father died I was rag. So I can feel her pain. And I don’t her to feel like this. She deserves the best. Not such much pain. When I hugged her.. Oh I felt like I was holding my whole world into my hands. Her tears were running and I couldn’t do anything to help her. I am so useless. But I want her. I want her to be mine. I need her in my life. I love her.

End of Harry’s P.O.V

 

I still feel my feet tremble. His hug. His strong hands. I think he can feel me. He can feel what I feel. He is like the other half of me. The part of me which died with my father is in him. He can fill the hole that my father’s death create. I love him. Then he walk in your room and discontinued your thoughts.

“(y/n).. are you alright?”

“Yeah I think.. thank you for before.”

“I’m just doing my job baby.”  Baby. Omfg!

“So.. do you want to talk to me about what happened with your dad?” 

“Look Harry..”  before you complete your sentence he said

“Look my father has died too. So I can feel your pain. I can feel that you are depressed and complicated.. I can understand you, especially about this.. so you can speak to me about this without worrying.”

.. Really? His father had died too? So that’s the reason his eyes don’t shine.

“Harry the difference is that.. that my father’s death was my fault. He died because of me. Because he saved me for being raped.”

Your eyes were cloud. He looked at you and said 

“No (y/n) it wasn’t your fault. He died for saving you. He did what every father would do for his daughter. You don’t have to blame yourself about his death. The only one who must blame himself is that bastard who tried to rip you. I swear that if I find him I will kill him.”

“But..”

“No “but” there are no “but” in this case.. hey sweetheart look at me. Don’t cry.” He said and swept your tears.

“Enough about me.. What about your dad Harry? How did he you know.. died?” you wanted to know so you asked. Although you didn’t want to bring him in a difficult position. But he answered

“My dad was murdered. He was not the best guy ever. He was in drugs and one day he didn’t pay his supplier and then the supplier killed him. I felt really bad about that.. but not only bad. I mean he was beating my mother and my sister. And he is the reason my sister is in coma for 2 years now.” his voice cracked. For a moment you thought that he would start cried..

“I’m really sorry Harry I didn’t know it” you said and you hugged him. He hugged you too.

“(y/n)?..”

“ Yes Harry?..” you were afraid about what he was going to say

“ Do you still hate me?”

“No Harry. I love you. No one has ever spoken to me like that. You are the best friend that a girl may have.” You said and he smiled.

“So does your injury hurt? I want the truth this time.”

“Yes it is.. I can’t move..”

“Well then I think that we will go to the hospital. Get ready I’ll be here in ten minutes” he said and walked out the door.