Him (Harry Styles AU)

Sixth

We are all searching for someones who demons play well with ours.

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It’s been a few weeks since  ‘the incident’ somedays I get a full night of sleep, others are restless leaving me laying in bed for hours. I haven’t seen Harry in a while and feel somewhat empty.

Nan has been worried about me and hovering over my shoulder. I reassure her and say I’m just tired and not getting enough sleep. I’ve been helping Nan at her flower shop when I can and find myself staring at the flowers in envy. They are so beautiful and calm, how I wish I could be all those things.

I kept wondering about Harry, he was something different, there is something...un-human about him. I snort thinking about it, what is he a vampire or werewolf? He hasn’t been bugging as he normally did randomly appearing and being a pest. No matter how hard I told myself I was grateful for not dealing with his taunting, I couldn't help but miss it.

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Him

I sat on my couch in the dark and took a long drag out of my cigarette. I smoked occasionally but never got addicted neither did I feel the buzz for it anymore. The years have passed the friendly buzz gone. I heard the door to my flat open but never bothered to look up and see who was here. I knew right away when I heard the sound of my friends curse as he dropped his keys. “Ed!”

“Yeah mate?” I heard the fiery haired man say as he came over and sat next to me. “Didn't your mum ever tell you not to smoke inside the house?”

I punched Ed slightly in the arm, as I rolled my eyes at him. “Ed you know, I don’t have a mum.”

“I haven’t seen you light a cigarette in a while, what’s up?” My best friend pestered me knowing I mostly only smoked when bothered.

“Nothing.” I mumbled right away.

“Nothing, oh really?”

“Shut up.”