psycho-logy//Harry Styles

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LEXI

I woke up to my selfish alarm, robbing me from my sleep that I really needed. I sat at the foot of my bed, peering down at my white fuzzy socks. I finally got enough energy to get up and waddle to my oversized closet. I ended up pulling out a black bando, a light, semi see-through tan sweater, my olive green layered jacket, black skinny jeans, olive green leg warmers, and long brown boots. I went into my crowded bathroom and and put on concealer, bronzer, blush, eye shadow, mascara, and black liquid eyeliner that made my green and gold eyes shine. I walked down my tan carpeted stairs and got my purse, which had all my things I needed. So handy. I opened my front door and was greeted by a flush of warm air. I smiled as I walked to the clicking of my boots as I watched the morning sky turn light before my eyes. I finally reached my car and got in to my organized vehicle. a couple minutes later I found myself pulling up to the hotel Harry was staying at.

"Hello?" I asked opening his room door. I heard the bed creak and instantly saw Harry come to the entree way. He looked at me and his green eyes widened as he scanned me head to toe.

"Hi." He whispered looking at his feet.
"Why are you here?"

"I wanted to see how you were doing. I don't like being alone and I don't think you do either." I lightly smiled. He rolled his eyes and walked to his hotel bed and sat down.

"I told you, I like being alone." He let his tongue swipe his bottom lip. stop looking at his lips. He looked at me and starred, I let him, paying attention to the way his hair curled at the sides and how the lights hit his highlights perfectly. The way his green eyes would glimmer every time his eyes moved up and down. He was so attractive, I've never seen anyone with his beautiful features.

"What are you looking at?" He asked breaking me away from my concentration.

"Uh, you." I awkwardly laughed making him raise an eyebrow.

"Why?"

"You're beautiful..." It slipped out. I wish I could take it back.

"You think so?" He asked slowly rising from his messed up sheets, making the bed moan again. I backed up until I hit a wall. I slowly nodded my head making strands if hair fall in my face. He walked up to me so that his forehead almost touched mine. I started to breath heavily as he brought his hesitant hand up to my face, my breathing hitched when he lightly grabbed my cheek, sending shivers thorough out my tiny body. I looked him in the eyes seeing the soft green.

*flashback*

"Daddy, don't touch me please." Lexi cried out, hoping her dad was listen to get this time.

"I'm gonna put you in your place girl." He spat, connecting his hand to her soft cheek. She whimpered but stood her ground knowing that if she fell she would be hit, twice as hard.

*end of flashback*

I snapped. I screamed and ran out if Harry's small hotel room crying. Crying because my dad never hit me when I was little. They were dreams. I swear. I ran into the hall and fell on my knees, dry heaving. I heard Harry's footsteps run after me, stopping when he reached my shaking body. He went on his knees and slowly put an arm around me. He was barely touching me but I knew with his past, this was uncomfortable. I sucked it up and looked at him. He was looking at me and a tear rolled down his face.

"It's ok." I whispered, "I just had a weird day dream, but I'm fine." I said getting up.

"You scared me." He whispered wiping his red eyes. I looked down feeling embarrassed.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"You should uh... go get rest." He said nodding to himself as if he was agreeing with his offer. I looked at him and nodded back, I could still feel the heat on my face from embarrassment.

"Bye Harry."

"Bye Lexi."