Red Rose (Harry Styles Fanfiction a.u)

Chapter 1

June 24th 2014

I decided to skip a couple months in my story because basically Harry and I came close over those months but this is when the interesting stuff happened, this is when my life became what it is now, this is why I cherish that Red Rose.

Harry and I were walking along a bridge near a lake we had found barely anyone comes out here so it’s our little hideaway from the real world. He decided that we should have a little picnic, it was such a beautiful set up I’ll remember that day, the way the birds chirped and how the trees swayed in the wind.

We sat on the blanket and that’s when he grabbed my hand, I looked at him worried “What’s the matter?” I asked, he looked me deeply in the eyes “ I like you Clarissa “ he mumbled “ I like the way your eyes brighten when you see me, I like the way you don’t care about what you look like no matter what you wear you look beautiful. I like your laugh and your cute pink cheeks”, with every word he came closer and closer to my face. I pulled away from him and sighed.

 “Harry don’t you think it’s too early to start anything?” I mumbled, he just sighed and stood up “Clary I like you isn’t that enough, isn’t someone granting you their heart enough to start something” he said softly.  “do you even like me in return?” he asked the last question, kneeling in front of me, I nodded “Of course I do Harry “I told him “But we have only known each other for a few months why not wait a little longer”. He looked at me hurt “All I’ve ever done for you, is be there and all you can say right now Is wait” he yelled. I looked at him hurt “Harry you need to understand that I don’t want to hurt you”, he shook his head “well it’s too late for that now Clarissa because you just did”.

*Current*

I’ll remember that day clearly how he stormed off and left me sitting on that picnic blanket and how we didn’t speak for weeks. How I promised myself to never hurt someone the way I have been hurt. I ruined our friendship, I lost the one true person that cared for me and not everything else.

It wasn’t until one night where my mother and I had a fight over her getting back with my father that Harry and I got back in contact. Apparently she found him a few months back and they had decided to try again, I didn’t like that idea so it caused an argument.

August 1st 2014

 I ran to my room crying, I had no friends to call or look to for help, the only person I had was Harry but we hadn’t spoken to each other in over a month.

 I grabbed my phone and dialed his number. He answered after 5 rings “Hello “his raspy voice came through the receiver “Harry “I cried back. It went silent on the other end, “Clary” he said softly like a whisper, “yes” I cried.

 The phone beeped in my ear, he had hung up on me. I threw the phone across the room in anger, it smashed against the wall. Hours had passed and I was alone, my mother left the house to see my father.

 It was midnight when I heard the front door open, I sat up in my bed when I heard footsteps making their way to my room, that’s when my world stopped. The door opened and there stood Harry, he looked tired and ragged. I flew off the bed and ran at him wrapping my arms around him and crying into his chest. He just held me which felt like forever, we pulled apart “I’m so sorry” I mumbled to him, he just shook his head “Its fine love”.

We decided to sit on the bed and talk, I told him what was happening with my mother and father. He held me over and over until I felt better. It was nearly 2am when I heard my mother come home, but he never left my side.

“Harry?” I mumbled, he looked at me and nodded “I missed you”, I told him, he looked and me and smiled laying down next to me, “I missed you as well”. I thought I would take the chance, I started leaning in towards his lips, I noticed he was as well and that’s when our lips crashed together. It felt like nothing I’ve ever experienced before, it felt like fireworks going off.