Oh, Hi Officer // h.s ✔️

XXVIII

Harry Styles' POV
Seeing Amara stand there and cry while reading my poems made me feel something. I don't know whether it was because I'd never shown them to anyone before or because I finally opened up to her, but I felt a blush creep upon my cheeks and I just couldn't get rid of the giddy feeling inside my stomach that came with it.

"Harry these are amazing." Amara's voice spoke as she looked up at me with watery eyes. She sniffled and quickly blinked the tears away, chuckling at her way of showing emotions.

"I don't know why I'm getting emotional, it's stupid. But I really love them." She laughed and I couldn't help but laugh along.

"It's okay, and thank you, it really means a lot. I wrote these when I didn't really have friends in high school... Before I met Niall. I haven't shown these to anyone, not even Gemma, mum or Niall." I said and I noticed a slight smile appear on Amara's face. She quickly away and looked around the room. She giggled at a few toys that still laid around my room since I was young. She also took her time to look at old pictures of me and, sometimes, with Niall in them as well.

"You've got a cozy room, Harry. I love it." She smiled and I returned the favour.

"Yeah, it was pretty weird to leave this place behind when I moved out. But I guess it was a step I had to take." I smiled and Amara nodded understandingly.

"Well even if I wanted to, I can't show you my old house... The whole neighbourhood was taken down after the police finally arrested some of the criminals that had settled there. Plus it's also a three hour ride and I'm not really up for that." Amara laughed and weakly smiled, a feeling of guilt washing over me as I thought about how different her childhood must've been from mine. I had a loving family, a safe environment to grow up in and more than enough money to take care of my daily needs and even more. Amara had to live without a few of those. She never got to play outside with friends without a care in the world, she always had to be careful. She always had to be cautious, she never really got to be a child. She had way too many responsibilities and danger surrounding her. I frowned at those thoughts and before my mind could process what I was doing, I'd pulled Amara into a hug.

"Why are you hugging me?" Her muffled giggles vibrated against my chest and a feeling of content formed flowed through my body.

"Just wanted to do that." I laughed and she rolled her eyes, smiling brightly. Suddenly our radios started beeping and a voice was heard through the device.

"Officer Styles, Officer Winters, we have a problem, over." Amara and I glanced at each other before practically running downstairs and grabbing our stuff.

"Styles, Winters, we have an emergency, do you copy?" Amara grabbed her radio and walked into the hallway while I excused us to Gemma and mum.

"It's just a little difficulty at work, we have to go."