sad guy | Harry Styles

Chapter 2

I furrowed my eyebrows and sat down beside him.

"Why? What's wrong?" I turned to him and asked.

"you wouldn't understand." He sobs. Tears slipping from his eyes.

"try me."

He looked at me sceptically. Whatever it is that's bothering him isn't probably something you should tell a complete stranger. He looks down for a moment before nodding and opening his mouth.

"I have loads of responsibilities that come with my job. Like right now I can't even go home 'cause people are waiting for me there. It's not that I dislike them but I just feel so tired. I can't deal with that right now." Harry explains.

I nodded and wrapped my arms around him. Sometimes people just need a hug. He turned towards me and hugged me back. Burying his face in my neck and mumbling a small thank you. I wonder what job he does. Has to be something huge in order for him to have so much responsibility.

"I'm sorry to cause so much trouble for you." he sobs to my neck.

"It's totally fine. If you need a place to stay for the night, you can stay on my couch." I comfort him. He raises his head and looks me deep in the eyes. Thanks me for a million times and tells me that he really appreciates it.

We stand up and start walking towards my apartment. It's not anything huge but should be big enough to fit us both. We reach the yellow door that's so familiar to me. I open it. Gesture for him to wait a bit so my dog, Eve, won't jump on him. Eve is a small wrinkly shar pei. Very friendly and loves people.

"Hello, love." I laugh and greet Eve who jumps on me licking my hand.

"You're not afraid of dogs, are you?" I ask Harry. He shakes his head. I smile in relief and let him in. Harry bends down while Eve jumps in his arms and licks his face. He has a beautiful laugh.

I show him around my apartment. Giving him a towel so he could wash up.

"I have some men's clothes that should fit you. I love to sleep in oversized clothes so that's why I have some you can borrow." I tell him while tossing him a blue shirt and pair of grey sweatpants. He thanks me once again and goes to the bathroom to wash up.

I sit on my sofa with Eve on my lap.

"It's weird. I've never had a guy in my apartment. Let alone a hot one. Kinda exciting isn't it, bud?" I tell Eve while caressing her fur. I can tell her everything. She never judges. She's like my personal psychologist.

I must have fallen asleep since I wake up to Harry tapping my shoulder lightly.

"So sorry to wake you but, uh, where do I sleep?"