Don't leave -Harry Styles fanfic

Chapter 7

There was a knock at the door I knew it was Harry but what ever I'll just pretend I don't know him.

"Who is it."
"Its Harry love, open the door." He said back laughing. "I'm sorry do I know you?"  "Well I would hope so." He opened the door and wrapped me into a hug and smiled.

"Did you miss me." "How can you miss someone you barely know there Mr.Styles ?"  "Well well just have to play a game do we can et to know us both, I am more then just a pretty face."

"I'll believe it when I hear it then now what would you like too Mr.Styles." " Watch a movie like hmmmmm let's watch the notebook.!!!" He said making me laugh.

"So you like sappy movies that make girls guy well just so you know I won't cry so don't get your hopes up. But you never know right."

"Thanks for coming over Harry I really just needed a day in and I didn't want to spend it alone also its extremely bloody cold so I dont really feel like go anywhere you know. So how was classes today." "They were okay, when do you start classes?" "Tomorrow actually and I cant wait for creative writing class. Hopefully it will be worth it, I took it in higschool so I am holding a high profile for this class." I said kinda staring off into space thinking about finally starting to write again I couldn't believe that I would its taken a really long time for me and now I am finally starting my dream its everything my mum would have wanted. 

"So are  you ever going to tell me why you are in my lovely writing classes there has got to be a pretty little reason all of us have one, not many people taking writing this serious to make it their career. You because writing is more than words especially for me." 

"Umm..." I studdered should I tell him yet or should I wait can I do this am I ready to come to the conclusion of letting Harry in. "Well, I will make you a deal, okay?" "Okay," "Okay, well if you tell me why you love writing then ill tell you why I do even if I dont want too." He had a smirk that was unmistakable what was I getting myself into????? 

"Well the thing about writing for me is that it tells people things that you could never tell them. I love how writing makes you feel the way the words stay with you how they can embrass you the way they envolpe you inside of them, they can save a person or brake a person wheather it's writing about horror or romance its all this truth that has its way of effecting everyone you know." And I did and thats what scared me maybe me and Harry were alot alike. 

"I know what you mean." And at that moment one small tear slipped from my face. My head was tilted down I didnt want him to see through my barrier. I dont care how honest I am with him or anyone else but I will never let my guard down I can't wheather or not I want too. 

"So, It's your turn know, love take your time though I am in no rush he said tilting my head up, smiling down at me causing me to smile back. "Okay well," I took a deep breath preparing for what I was about to do. "I wrote more so when I was 15 or 16, and at that time I was still happy I could breath without thinking about everything going on in my life it was easier then, words didnt mean as much as they do know. After the car wreck something happened too me like a part of me had died along with her like a part of me was opened up a part that I hate so much the part that makes me want to give up. I stopped writing until one day when I was going through some stuff that I had locked up in my closet." Harry sqeezed my hand giving me some engouragment I took a deep breath trying to hold the tears inside of me. "What I found threw me, it felt like I had something inside of me torn and twisted, I had found one of my old writings that I had wrote to my mum for her birthday which had just happened to be her last one. After that I completely stopped talking before I barely did but this was worse. I had stopped eating most of the time I stared cutting to numb the pain I stayed locked in my room I was like that for 4 months until I started writing again. Writing was that one thing I knew wouldnt be able to get taken away from me the one thing that would be constant. I talked to my dad and my best friend but that was it I could find the streagth to let anyone in. So I guess what I am saying is words saved my life." I said finally letting the tears fall down my face without shame I didnt care anymore. 

Harry picked me up and sat me on his lap whispering he is sorry for making me say that telling me to stop crying. "Harry?" His head was turned away as if trying to conceal the pain like I have done so many time what was he thinking. " Yes love?" he said looking now into my eyes. "Your the first person I have ever told that too. I never told anyone so, thank you for listening it means more than you could think it would I dont know why but I think I trust you."

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Hey guys so I hope you love this chapter as much as I do this was actually really hard for me to post online becuase this meant alot to me so I hope you it!!!!! 

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