Drifter | (Harry Styles AU) • COMPLETE

Chapter 50.

Authors Note

Hey guys! Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I was debating on a POV I added in the chapter. 😉

Please check out my new Zayn fanfic, "DRIVE" it's different then "Drifter" taking place in high school but I hope you can give it a chance and check it out. (:

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PS. I finally chose someone to play Lolita Bravo (Mariano's Twin Sister) I chose Sandra Echeverria.

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Anissa's POV

"You're not the only one," I accidentally say out loud.

"What do you mean?" Harry asks, looking down at me.

"I.." I mutter, my voice feeling caught in my throat. Harry notices my hesitation, wrapping his arm around me tighter.

"You know that you can tell me anything right?" Harry tells me softly. I simply nod my head yes and lean in closer to him.

The look on his face making me feel that much more guilty because I just can't get the words out. The honest truth.

I want to tell him that he isn't the only one with a past, but something inside me, something that my body is so use to doing, stops me. I'm so accustomed to keeping me and my personal life a secret that even now that I want to tell Harry everything, I can't. I'm too afraid. Yes, we are officially together but just like Harry said, we're still getting to know each other. I have to get use to the idea of letting my guard down.

"Do you ever feel like...like there are a million things you want to say but all the words are stuck because you don't know where to begin or you just don't know what to say?" I ask Harry as I trace my finger over his tattoos, giving his body chills, his lower half hardening slightly before he grabs my finger, stopping me.

"Don't do that," He smirks before turning serious,"And not really, I always feel like I know exactly what I should say, but I just...don't."

"Hmm," I mumble to myself breathing in the scent of Harry's skin again as I rest my head against his chest wishing I had that problem.

"Except with you. You just...I don't know. It's like since the moment I met you I wanted to know about you, and I wanted you to know about me. Saying things to you, it's just so simple which kinda scares me,"Harry admits wrapping his other arm around me so he has me in a tight embrace.

"It scares you? Why?" I ask against his chest.

"We haven't known each other for very long..."

"Three weeks," I add, placing a kiss on his chest.

"Yes.Three weeks, two of which I was unconscious for,"Harry chuckles, before letting out a deep breath and continuing,"What scares me is just that, time."

"Why?" I ask him,

"Because it doesn't matter how long I've known you, my heart wanted you, I wanted you. Time hasn't mattered to me like it should have or should, and when time doesn't matter you can rush things and I don't want to rush this. I want to do this right, and even though it kills me to pace myself I do it because by the look on your face I can tell that's what you want," Harry tells me running his finger along my cheek, staring down at me.

"It's not that I don't like you as much as you like me Harry it's just..."

"I know I know. It's okay, for you I can be patient. I'd do anything to keep you. I've been alone too long and I don't think I can ever go back to my life without you," He says sweetly.