The Art Student (Punk Harry Styles)

Chapter 28:

Harry's POV:

My cheeks instantly turn bright red when my sweet girl begins to cry from something that I have done. I didn't mean to make her cry, I just have to be honest with her. I can't do this, I hate myself for making her cry. How is she beautiful even when she's crying? I quickly move to her side and scoop her into my arms. She sobs into my shoulder and I kiss at the top of her head. Her hair is so soft. I feel more fucked up then usual when I find the quiet sobs leaving her lips to be a beautiful sound. I truly do love everything about this girl.

"Why?" She cries out. "Don't cry. Please don't cry." I beg of her. "I would love to go with you baby, but I can't leave my mom here. She- She's buried here and I just can't leave her." I stutter out. She slowly lifts her head from my shoulder and wipes at her eyes as she sniffles. She makes intense eye contact with me, causing me to feel the need to look away, but I don't. "Harry, you'll never leave her. You're with her always. You carry her with you everywhere you go. In your heart and the rose tattoo that you got for her." She gently whispers to me.

My eyes instinctively begin to tear up as I nod along to the words leaving her beautiful mouth. Once she's finished, I'm a blubbering mess and I hide my head away in the crook of her neck. "Ok." I whisper to her. Her small arms wrap around my head as she cradles me like a sad little boy, which I suppose I am. She lifts my head and turns it so that I'm looking at her.

"I don't want to pressure you." She whispers to me. My head shakes against her small, soft hands. "No. You're right." My voice shakes from the recent tears. "Are you sure?" She frowns. "Yeah." I gently whisper to her. We concurrently lean in towards each other and leave a loving kiss to each others lips. A smacking noise sounds as we pull apart and I lean back in to peck a few quick kisses to her lips before pulling away from her. Her bright, beautiful smile beams at me as I pull away from her and I smile back at her with adoration.

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Today is the day. Finally. Today I graduate. I've been waiting for this moment for so long and it feels so good to finally be done. So fucking done. We were stood in a corridor waiting to get lined up and walk onto the stage. Me and all of my class mates that is. My sweet girlfriend is stood in front of me trying to calm my nerves and straighten out the collar on my black shirt under my gown. I nervously tap my foot trying to distract myself from my shaking hands. "Don't be nervous. Everything is fine." She assures me.

I know that she feels terrible that everyone in our class has their family and friends waiting in the auditorium to watch them graduate, including her, but I have no one. No one is here to see me. I don't mind, I'm just happy that I get to graduate with my love, but I know that it bothers her and she feels bad. I nod my head at her comment and lean down to place a soft kiss to her cheek. It's weird to think that at the beginning of the school year I was just the punk outcast of the school, obsessed with the most popular and liked girl of the school and now I'm living with her, I'm in a committed relationship with her and now she loves me too.

Once she finishes fixing my tie she grabs my hand with hers and intertwines our fingers. "Whenever you get nervous look at me and we can make each other laugh and make silly faces at each other." She giggles at the thought and smiles brightly at me. I nod my head and place a soft kiss to her forehead. "Ok." I whisper into her skin.

"We've waited our entire school years for this moment so try and enjoy it, yeah?" She squeezes my hand a little tighter when she's finished talking. I smile and nod my head at her. "Your mother would have been so proud, I know it. I'm sorry she isn't here to see it." She sadly whispers to me as she presses her head to my chest. I smile sadly at her and nod my head with tears building in my eyes. I instinctively bite at my lip ring, to distract myself from tearing up any further. I don't want my class mates to see me emotional. I lean down to her height and gently press a soft kiss to her forehead, nose and then lips. I kiss her sweet lips for as long as she allows me and I don't even care that the kids who have bullied me my whole life surround me and watch. She is finally my girl and she makes me so damn happy and I can't wait to leave this terrible town and move on to somewhere better with the girl I love.

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