Passion // punk harry styles a.u.

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I opened my eyes to the sound of a ringing phone making me jump out of my own skin. I rubbed my eyes sleepily as I clutched the phone in my hands and answered the phone. "Hello?" I groggily said. "Flo, I can't hold off Dad forever ya know!" Aaron said over the other line. I sighed and looked over at Harry, who had seemed to wake up sleepily making me coo in my mind. "Okay,"I whispered before I ended the call. I looked over at Harry again and saw him rubbing his eyes and sitting up before his eyes fluttered open.

"Was that Aaron?" he asked. I nodded and he sighed. "I don't want you to leave,"he said sadly. "I don't want to leave either,"I replied slowly getting off the bed. "Then why can't you stay?"he asked like a child. "Because my father will kill me once he finds out that I've been with you,"I said as I slipped on my flip-flops. Harry was silent for a moment until I exited out of his bedroom. As I gathered my things off of his coffee table, Harry stood behind me and waited.

"You know, you could lie.."Harry drifted off. I stood up straight and narrowed my eyebrows at him making him shrug. "I can't lie,"I said blatantly. "And why not?" "Because lying is wrong.. I've never lied to my dad before." "You have all summer so far,"Harry pointed out. I shifted from one foot to the next realizing what I have done. All this time I have been lying and I haven't realized it. The thought dawned on me so hard that it made me lose my balance a little bit while making my face turn a different shade of color. I started to scratch my thigh like I did in times like these and I started to pace.

Harry was right. I have been lying. I was so ashamed of myself at the moment that I didn't know what to do. A couple of weeks ago, I swore never to talk to this boy again, but here I am; I'm dating the damn guy! I couldn't believe what I was doing. I was usually the shy, depressed girl who didn't want anything to do with trouble. Now I'm a liar, a cheat, and everything in between. Ashamed was an understatement for what I was feeling at the moment. Nervous, ill, afraid.. Yeah, that would cover it.

"Flo?"Harry said snapping me out of my trance. I stopped in my tracks and looked up at him nervously. "Are you okay?"he asked. "No, I'm not okay. I've been lying to my dad all this time and I haven't felt guilty about it! I feel so ashamed.. I don't know what to do! My dad is going to find out that I've been lying to him and-" "Flora!" Harry said grasping my shoulders stopping me from pacing again. His eyes searched mine as I squirmed anxiously in his tight hold.

"It's going to be okay.. Listen, do you love me?" I narrowed my eyebrows at the question, because he obviously knew the answer. "I-" "Answer the question,"he demanded. I nodded slowly and he nodded as he softly brushed my face with his fingers. "Then everything is going to be okay, because guess what? I love you too.. Nothing is going to change that. No force is going to stop us from loving each other. That goes for your dad, our peers.. everything, okay? Please don't worry, because everything is going to turn out right in the end."

I nodded slowly again as I swallowed hard. "I just don't want to hide it anymore that I'm seeing you.."I admitted. I looked away as Harry softly let go of my shoulders making me feel like all of my security had escaped me. "I-uh..Maybe you could..never mind,"Harry said clearly looking frustrated. "What?" I asked looking at a saddened Harry as he sat down in one of his chocolate leather chairs. "I was just thinking.. maybe we could just confront your father?"

My eyes widened and I immediately shook my head. "No,"I repeated over and over again. "Why not?" he asked. "Why not?" I retorted,"He will behead you and kick me out! No, he would never let me out again! Harry, that would never work!"I said biting my nails out of anxiety. I turned my back to him and sighed as I crossed my arms over my chest attempting to concoct a game plan off the top of my head. I heard Harry mumble behind me and I heard his chair squeak with sounds of footsteps sounding throughout the silent room. I felt his arms wrap around me and I instantly reacted latching onto his arms.