Fallen Angel - A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Memories And Suprises

Continuation of last chapter:

Cherise's POV

I was quite for a few seconds until I finally stuttered out, "I-I'm f-fine. Uhm sorry."

I try to walk past but his delicately holds my wrist. If it was someone else I would've slapped them  but something about the boy made you think he cared. I looked into his eyes and he asked,

"Love you don't look too good. Are you sure you'll be okay?"

I faked a smile and replied, "No really i'm okay, just a little ill is all. Thanks for asking though!" I tried to lighten the mood.

He didn't look too pleased with my sentences but he smiled anyways showing me his slightly crooked teeth, they were adorable.

"Okay if you say so! Listen, if you ever need anything I'm here alright love? I'm a psychologist. Thus, if you ever have something bothering you I'll be at your service,"

It warmed me inside to know that strangers these days cared so much. "I smiled and replied,

"Sure thing Mr?"

"Oh sorry! I'm Austin and you are?"

"I'm Cherise, nice to meet you."

He gave me his number and I gave mine to him. Its not like I'll ever call him anyways. I had my share of heart break once and I'm not trusting anyone again. Thanks Harry Styles.

I drove back to my apartment. It was just another day in dull London. It was raining outside and it was freezing cold. I put all my groceries away and went into my bedroom.

Once I entered the room all the memories of me and Harry being together in this same room came rushing back like a dark cloud over me. My heart became heavy like there were two huge rocks attached t it. I went over to my bed and sat down looking at my iphone. My lock screen held a picture of me and Harry at a BBQ. It was a sunny day and we all went out to sun bathe.

I was nestled between his legs, my back against his chest. His chin was on my shoulder and we were both staring into each other's eyes. It was a picture perfect memory.

I walked over to my bathroom to take a warm bath cause I felt horrible on the inside and the outside. I turned on the faucet and switched it to luke warm. The bath tub started filling as I looked at my horrible self in my bathroom mirror. If I say so myself I looked hideous.

My hair was rattled and rough and dry. My eyes were bulging out, they had huge bags under them making me look like I was deprived of a year of sleep. My lips were dry and colourless. My cheeks and face had no colour on them what so ever. I looked horrible.

I noticed the faint mark of someone's mouth on my neck, I touched it with my bony fingers and a soft tear fell from my eyes. It was a love bite from him. It was on the night before he left. We had made love that night, it was passionate and a night I'd forever keep stamped in my mind.

It was fading away, I didn't want it to. It was the only sign of him ever touching me. I sighed and went over to the bath taking my clothes off and gently getting in.

The water was perfect and soothed my muscles some what. I shampooed and washed my body then changed into a shirt that belonged to Harry. My life had turned into a total crappy cheesy movie. it was boring and monotonous with me always crying over the boy I once adored, okay I still do.

I wore his checkered shirt paired with some fuzzy pajamas along with my uggs. Harry hated them for a reason he never told me. I wasn't hungry so I walked over to my bed and snuggled under the covers all the while hugging a huge,soft pillow. It was Harry's. It smelled of his scent. I inhaled it and felt the familiar pain in my chest again.