Katrina's P.O.V
Crying, crying, and some more crying. That is all I have been doing, since I found out about Harry cheating on me. The worst part of it all is that I found out from the papers and E! News. I don't know what to believe. Harry poured his heart out to me, he wrote me a song, just for me. How do I know that he isn't just saying it to say it? Ugh, why is my life confusing. Why can't I just have a normal life, a normal family, and a normal boyfriend? I have locked my door. I have locked myself away from the world, from the boys, and especially from Harry. I know if I face him, I will break down. I'm curled up on my king sized bed watching sappy love movies. There was a burst making me jump. Liam had a hammer, with the lads behind him. THEY BROKE DOWN MY DOOR !
"Have you guys totally lost your minds!" I screamed, Louis grabbed the controller and turned the movie off.
"What are you doing! Edward and Bell were just about to have sex! What do you want!" I asked exasperated. I sat up crossing my arms glaring at them, which they returned.
"It is about damn time you come out of your room and settle this shit with Harry. I am done watching you two destroy yourselves. Get over whatever the hell you need to get over. Harry did not cheat on you. He is not a cheater. You get your ass out of bed, and walk it down to Harry's room and talk this shit out. " Liam spoke, he stood with such confidence, in that moment he really was Daddy Direction.
"Why can't he come to my room and talk this shit out with me. Why do I have to do it?" I whined, pouting. I know I am acting like a baby, but who could blame me, my boyfriend cheated on me.
"You have to do it because Harry already tried to apologize and make things right with you, but your being stubborn and not listening to him. Harry didn't cheat. He wrote you a song, that obviously meant something to you because I saw the way you responded to it. You need to get over your little pitty party, put your big girl panties on and go either except or decline his apology, he deserves an answer." I stared down at my hands, while I listened to Liam's rant, the worst part of it all is that he is right. I sighed, I threw the covers and got up out of bed and gave Liam a hug.
"Thank You." I whispered into Liam's chest, he chuckled and patted my back
"Someone had to get into that thick head of yours." I laughed and smacked hi chest. I shooed them out of my room so I could get dressed. I sighed and leaned against the door, I pushed against the door and went straight into my closet. I decided on a pair of jean shorts and Harry's Jack Wills sweatshirt. Quickly, I took a shower, did my make up and hair, and looked at myself in the mirror. When I was satisfied I walked down to Harry's door and just stared at it. I knocked, but there was no answer. I opened the door, and there sat Harry shirtless, his hair hasn't been washed for days, and he had bags under his eyes. He just stared at me, no movement, no words, nothing. I walked and sat on his bed, facing him.
"Harry." I whispered grabbing his hand, there were bloody scabs on his knuckles, like he punched something. I looked up at him, but he would not meet my eyes. I sighed and looked at his walls, and there were holes all over his wall. That explains the bloody knuckles.
"Harry look at me. Please." I begged cupping his cheeks. He reluctantly looked into my eyes, and as always his eyes took my breath away.
"If you are going to reject me again, I can't handle it so please just leave. " He whispered, he sounded so broken. Tears prickled in my eyes, I did this to him, I broke him, I hurt him, but he broke me, and hurt me as well.
"I am sorry Harry. I am so sorry I walked away that night.. I was confused, angry, upset, and most of all extremely hurt. When I am with you, I am happy. You make me feel beautiful, special, and safe. I love you Harry Edward Styles,I pick you, I choose you, and only you. So will you take me back?" I spoke with tears streaming down my face. He stared at me, with his own tears in his eyes. He didn't answer me, but words didn't have to anwer me, his lips did all the talking.
He grabbed my cheeks and pulled me closer. I sighed into the kiss, oh how I have missed his lips. I tangled my hands into his hair and pulled myself closer. I wanted to be close to him because I have been far away for too long. He pulled away and wrapped his arms around my waist. He lied down with me on his chest, our legs intertwined, and our hands as well. I sighed in relief, happiness, and in contentment. Words weren't exchanged, but they weren't needed. We knew what the other wanted, and that was each other. He was about to get up, but I pulled him down and hugged him tighter.
"I just want you to hold me. I want to feel as close to you as possible right now. I have been away from you for too long. Please don't let me go me. " I whispered into his neck, I felt him smile in my hair.
"I promise. As long as you promise not to let me go, as well." He smiled, I smiled thinking about the song he wrote for me. I sighed and looked up into his green eyes.
"I promise. " I held my pinkie out and he shook it with his, and we kissed our hands with our pinkies still connected. I pecked his lips
"I Love You ." I traced his abs with my pointer, he put his finger under my chin, making me look up at him.
"Not as much as I Love You. And this time around I am going to do everything right. I'm not going to hurt you this time Katrina." And in that moment, I knew that he didn't cheat on me. The truth behind his words, the sincerity in his eyes, and the way he touched me. This was the man I was going to spend the rest of my life loving, and knowing that did not scare me. That night we fell asleep intertwined, never letting each other go. That night I dreamt of marrying him, having children with him, and our future, and to be perfectly honest. I could not wait. Harry Edward Styles is my prince charming rock star.
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He Taught Me How To Love (Harry Styles Fan Fic )
Novela JuvenilHer name is Katrina Heart , and she is 17 years old and lives in an orphanage . Her parents didn't want her she was only six and abused, she was abused almost to death until her grandparents found her. When she finally thought everything was going O...
