Unknown Letters (A Harry Styles FanFiction)

Chapter 14: Stories

Lara's POV

I get up from the log and run inside the house. I can't take all these stories anymore. I can't comprehend what everyone is telling me about Harry. None of this can be true. I can't handle this. I need to get to a room fast. I know Harry is right behind me, or at least someone it.

I run up the stairs and into the first room I come in contact with. It's a bathroom. I quickly close the door and lock it.

I take in my surrounding and let me tell you this bathroom is huge. The shower is a walk in glass shower that takes up half the wall. Next to the shower is a tub. It looks so luxurious. The toilet is just a plain toilet and there's two sinks together with a huge vanity. There's 3 closets too. This is crazy.

"LARA! COME OUT!" I hear Harry tell from the other side of the bathroom door.

"I CAN EXPLAIN EVERYTHING." I don't answer him either times. He doesn't need my answer to know I don't want to hear him anymore.

He keeps banging on the door and trying to open it. I better hurry up and try to find a way out before he breaks the god damn door down. This kid is capable of everything and anything.

"LARA!" He yells again. I look around at my surroundings once more and see a window right above the toilet.

I start getting into action. I put the toilet lid down and stand. I open the window, which should have been locked. There's stuff on top of the toilet, I just kick everything off, not caring if it breaks or not.

"LARA! ARE YOU OKAY?" Harry screams from behind the door.

I quickly climb on the edge of the window and look down. It surely is a far way down...maybe I can jump from here to the tree a couple feet away.

Harry stops banging and yelling. I think he finally went away. *BANG* There's a HUGE LOUD bang on the door. I think Harry is trying to break it down.

Okay Lara, I think to myself, you have to jump and reach the tree.

Just as I start to get into position to jump, the door comes falling down and arms immediately wrap around me and pull me down.

"What were you doing? Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself? You weren't trying to commit suicide, were you?" Harry turns me around and looks straight in my eyes and asks me.

"I was trying to get away..." I say quietly..almost quieter than a whisper.

He doesn't answer me. He just pulls me as close as he can to him. I just let the tears poor right out of me. I cry and cry into his chest. This is all too much. I can't handle this. I really don't think I can handle this.

We stay like this for about 5 minutes.

Then Harry leads me out of the bathroom, downstairs through the huge crowds of people and out to the bike.

"Babe, I'm really sorry. I really am."

"Just take me home, please." I say.

And with that he speeds off and to home we go. Well to my home. Who knows where Mr. Harry Styles is going.

Harry's POV

I just dropped Lara off at her house. It's been 45 minutes since she ran off into the bathroom.

I still can't believe that all happened. I didn't want them to tell her all those crazy stories. I was only hoping they would basically tell her my life and how I am. Not all these bad ass stories with the police involved and shit.

I have no clue where I'm exactly driving off to right now. Maybe I'll just go back to the party.

I pull over into a has station. I go in to pay for gas and get a bag of chips and a orange soda.