Bad Boy Is Back [Harry Styles Fan Fiction] ON HOLD

Twenty - One

Alyssa's P.O.V

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(A few days later)

"Is that everything?" Liam asked softly, entering the room and giving me a small smile.

Sighing, I shook my head. "Not even close."

I watched as he looked down at his watch, a crease forming in his forehead. "We have more than enough time, he won't be back for hours."

Nodding my head, I pressed my lips into a thin Iine. "I still have a lot of things in the bat-"

I was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell, an annoyed groan escaping my lips. "Can you get that?" Liam asked, letting out a breath I nodded my head. Exiting the room and descending down the stairs and toward the front door.

Swinging the door open I was greeted by a pair of blue eyes and wavy blonde hair. 

"Hi, is Harry around by any chance?"

Furrowing my eyebrows, I looked her up and down. "And who are you?"

Licking her lips, she looked behind me and around the house. "Erm, I'm Blake nice to meet you."

Sucking in a breath, I stepped aside. "I've heard so much about you, why don't you come in."

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"I really don't mean to intrude." She says softly, looking down at her fresh cup of coffee.

Giving her the fakest smile I could muster, I shook my head. "Really, you aren't."

"Harry should be back soon." I tell her, "if you don't mind me asking what brings you around here?"

Clearing her throat, she set her cup down on the coffee table. "I need to get some things off of my chest,  a lot happened a few days ago and I don't want him to feel guilty for turning me down."

"Turning you down?" I repeat, setting my cup down next to hers. "What do you mean?"

Chuckling softly, she shook her head. "I'm sorry, if you don't mind me asking who are you again?"

"I live here, Harry's a good friend of mine."

Pressing her lips into a thin line, she nodded her head. "We dated awhile back, before he ran away." she explains, "when I saw him again the old emotions just flooded back you know? I feel dumb telling you all this you probably don't care."

"No, no continue." I smile, eager to hear what else she has to say.

Nodding her head, she continued speaking. "Well, we met up again and he told me he loved me. And as a young women I thought that meant he wanted me, but he explained to me he was already in love. Go figure, right?"

Chuckling awkwardly, I nodded my head. "I was pretty upset to say the least, I know he'll always love me as I will for him. He seemed so in love, like he finally found someone to live for."

Swallowing down the growling lump in my throat, I felt my eyes begin to burn.

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Harry's P.OV

After my third beer I decided it was time to call it a quits, and head home. It's ironic, I decided to take a long ass drive to a bar where my father ruined everything. A bar right across the road from my childhood home because I feel as shitty as I'm sure my father once did. 

I'm a screw up, that's obvious. I can't be happy, even if I wanted to. I find a way to mess things up, I ruin things and I ruined her.

I love her. Of course I fucking love her, a beautiful girl with an innocent smile, and captivating eyes that weren't supposed to hold so much meaning behind them. I wasn't supposed to fall in love with her and she wasn't supposed to make me want to be a better person.

I was fine before, I was perfectly content with myself before I made the beautiful mistake of allowing her to be my entire world. I loved her so much that I was afraid of loosing, and loosing her meant loosing myself.

I guess that explains why I'm here, driving through the town I left behind many years ago and making my way back to nothing, absolutely nothing and no one.

 Before I knew it I was pulling into my driveway, and sauntering up my front steps and through the front door to see Alyssa sitting on the couch her head in her hands.

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Alyssa's P.O.V

He didn't kiss her. Which only makes me more confused as to why he would lie about it, why would he want to loose everything over a lie? His insecurities? There's only so many times I can tell him that I'm his, only his forever.

Resting my head in my hands, I let out a much needed breath as I waited for him to return home, I want an explanation.

It wasn't until I heard him clearing his throat, that I knew I had to tell him I talked to her.

"What are you doing?" His tone was soft and broken, standing to my feet I stared into his eyes.

"Why would you lie to me?" I asked, getting to the point immediately.

Furrowing his eyebrows, he set his jacket on the chair next to him. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Bullshit Harry, Blake came by today." I hissed, crossing my arms over my chest. 

His jaw was set, as he averted gazes. "What could possibly make you want to do that to me?"

"What could make you want to do that to us?" I asked, 

Fluttering his eyes closed, he took a seat on the chair resting his elbows on his legs. "You deserve better." he growled,

"You deserve a chance at a normal fucking life Alyssa, why can't you understand that!?"