Vulnerable (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Ch.29

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Songs for Chapter:

On A Day - Atlas Genius

Fireside - Arctic Monkeys

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A few days ago I thought about how I'd try to make things work with Harry again and maybe things would get back to normal again. I wanted to lay everything flat out and cleared up, and yeah I was able to get him to listen, but now he had gone back to his table leaving me even more conflicted and wondering about when we'll be able to get things settled. I didn't want to wait around for him and just leave when ever he would, but I also didn't want to just leave like that with out him knowing. Instead of thinking it through, I just let Garrett decided himself.

As if it was all on purpose, as soon as Garrett and I headed for the door to leave, Harry came right up to open it and walked out right with us. It was more than awkward now while I stood in between them. There stares were hard to identify, especially Harry's and I didn't know what to say.

"Leaving?" Harry finally asked still calmly but still carefully studying us.

"Yeah, I'm takin' her back home." I heard Garrett answer behind me.

"I was talking to Amelia."

"Harry stop." I scolded him. I didn't know what else to say so introducing them seemed like the only sensible thing. "Garrett, this as you already know, is Harry. Harry, this is Garrett."

"Hey man." Garrett says putting his hand out.

"Hi." Harry responds and seems to force himself to shake Garrett's hand. "Amelia..." He says focusing his attention from Garrett to me. He slowly says, as if still thinking about his words, "Uh, what are you doing tomorrow?"

I shake my head starting off to the answer. "Nothing really. Why?"

Before he could answer, he awkwardly looks back to Garrett and scolds him before taking my arm slightly and taking me farther as if he didn't want him to hear. "I'd like to make up for everything I've ever gotten dramatic or mad about. So I'd like to take you out. What do ya say?"

"Of course. I'd love to." I smile and then chuckle at him.

"What?"

"Nothing..." I smirk and shake my head.

"Amelia.. tell me."

"You're...you're so cute." I finally say. "You seemed so timid while asking me this time." I smirk again.

He rolls his eyes but smiles and looks up to the sky. "I'm cute?" He raises his eyebrows and I nod. "And I was not shy while asking you just now. I don't get timid."

"Yeah whatever you say babe."

He turns back to look around and we see Garrett standing by the car. When Harry turns back to face me his arms find my waist and he lifts me up to kiss me again. This time it isn't as short as it was before and I smile in to it, because knowing him, he's making it longer and deeper and try to probably make Garrett back off or jealous. "See ya later baby." He finally says when he puts me down.

Harry's P.O.V

If only I saw Amelia and talked to her somewhere else. This was all timed out wrong and I didn't even know what to say when we went outside to finally talk. When she was finally leaving I couldn't even deal with the thought of her leaving with Garrett, even now after they finally drove off leaving me in the parking lot. For some reason I held myself back from telling her that I wanted to drive her home. I know that her sister would probably be home and she would have a panic attack if she saw Amelia coming home with someone like me. Looking at her and Garrett made something inside of me feel as if it was burning through. As much as I hate to fucking say it, they looked good together. They're both from the same "class" and looked way better and fit than me and her.