It's The Little Things That Count (Harry Styles FanFic)

I Found You...

Harry:

“What the hell is that?” I thought to myself as I made my way back from my American Tour Rehearsals. I found myself staring at something round and huddled in an alleyway corner. I took a step closer so that I could identify the ‘thing’. I released my breath in relief as I recognised it as a bin bag that someone had thrown out on the street. This was until I saw a slight movement in the fattest part, followed by a faint grunt.  As I gasped in surprise, I ran straight to the ‘thing’ which I had now officialised was a person. They had seemed to have drifted out of consciousness since the grunt.  I could also see that it was a girl, and she was bleeding quite a bit. She looked about eighteen, and there was something about her that made me want to help her. Even though she had no idea of my presence, I could tell that she needed someone to help her, as her injuries showed that she hadn’t done this to herself.

Without thinking, I lifted her up bridal style and shuffled along the pavement to my apartment, which was luckily opposite the alleyway that I found her in. I couldn’t see anything, and had nearly fallen off the pavement at least three times in the short journey it took. I fumbled around my pockets to find my keys, and after a minute or two I pulled them out. As I turned the key in the lock, the mystery girl moved once again. crap, this is a sign that she is about to regain consciousness, and I know I’ll look like a pervert if I'm holding her like an idiot, in Bridal Style in a complete strangers house. Oh wait! I’m not a complete stranger, I’M FROM ONE DIRECTION, and surely she’ll recognise me.

When I got in my apartment, I lay her down on the kitchen table, and hid around a door. I waited for her to completely wake up, and I didn’t have to wait long at all. She shifted her legs first of all, and they stretched across the table slowly. Her neck twitched, and her head lifted up gradually before she gasped so loudly that I practically jumped out of my skin.

“Where am I?” she slurred in her husky ‘just woken up voice’ I took this question as my chance to persuade her that this was all a dream. I casually crept out from behind the door, so that she still didn’t notice me, and hid behind the kitchen counter. I counted to ten for good measure and then reappeared. I started singing our first hit single in my best dreamy voice.

“You’re insecure, don’t know what for. You’re turning heads when you walk through the door-or-or” I sang, as I hovered around her. I smirked slightly at her reaction to me. Her eyebrows rose a little, and her rosy lips formed an ‘O’ shape. I carried on until the end of the song, and wandered off into the night, whilst stating in a wistful voice “Its ok, you’re dreaming, go to sleep, Harry Styles will keep you safe.”

She burst out laughing after this, causing me to giggle too. Great. She knew the whole time that I was pretending, and now I feel like a total dick. They only thing she said to me was

“I don’t understand why I'm here, and why you’re here, but I know that wasn’t a dream, Harry.” And she drifted off to sleep again. While she was gently snoring, I decided that it would be a good idea to investigate the incident that this girl had been involved in. I found her phone in her pocket, and decided that this would be the best place to start my investigation. Ah-ha, I chuckled as I clicked on the messages from the unknown number. I read a couple, and I was completely horrified. I felt physically sick as I scan the messages she'd received.‘NO ONE CARES IF YOU KILL YOURSELF, BUT MAKE SURE ITS PAINFUL’ and the one that made me actually throw up ‘YOU’D BETTER END YOUR LIFE NOW ANNIE OR I’LL END IT FOR YOU,LOTS OF HATE, MOLLY SMITH. Molly Smith is my ex. Another text came through-‘I WARNED YOU.’ Now Molly is going to pay big time. While the girl was sleeping, I had a closer look at her wounds, as when I found her it was close to being pitch black, so I couldn’t make out how badly hurt she actually was. There were at least five open wounds that had been fresh, and it was clear that she had been kicked and punched several times before Molly and her bullies left her to rot in the corner of the street. The scars covering her body proved that she received this violence more often than she should, and this made me even more concerned for her health. I still needed to know more information, so I ventured to wake her up. I leaned across her face and grabbed her shoulders. I shook her gently but reassuringly and after a couple of jiggles her eyes fluttered open, revealing her beautiful sea blue eyes. As I got lost in her pupils, her eyes switched from being calm and welcoming to becoming fierce and unfriendly, probably because she woke up to Harry Styles leaning over inches away from her face... I cleared my throat and stood bolt upright.

“Err...Hi, I’m Harry-wait you already know that...Err yeah, sorry about before.”

A smiled appeared on her sweet face, which made me look to the floor in embarrassment. Oh no.. I could feel my cheeks heat up quickly, DAMN IT I’M BLUSHING!

“It’s ok, it was quite amusing watching you make a fool of yourself, you’re usually perfect in every single way, according to your fans”

“And are you one of those fans?” I chuckled to myself, as from the awkwardness of myself blushing in front of a girl I just met; I’d managed to switch it around quite easily.

“I suppose you could call it that.” She was clearly embarrassed as she kept glancing at the floor. “I’m Annie by the way” She held her hand out to me, but I was in mid-day dream. She was just so different to all of the other girls I usually fancy. There’s just something about her that turns me on. It could be her sea blue eyes, her beautifully pursed lips, or the fact that she has so much innocence obvious in her eyes. My usual types are dumb bimbo blondes that only know how to make a conversation when they want something. I really need to choose my girls better! I hesitated slightly before reaching out my hand to shake hers, and I said stupidly

“I’m Harry, but you already know that now, how did you know that my terrible acting last night wasn't a dream?” This question had been hovering in my thoughts every since that awkward conversation.

“Yeah, Hahah! I have this thing..where I can't have dreams.. It's weird I know but its true! I only ever have nightmares about... never mind actually...

"Oh ok, well if you need to talk about it then I'm here"

"Thanks Harry, I never actually asked… where am I and why am I here?”

“It’s a long story!”

“I have time”

“Okay, well basically, I found you in an alleyway, and I thought you were a bin bag, and then I saw that you were actually a person and that you were hurt. I took you into my flat, which is where you are now by the way, and then I found this.” I held up her phone, and gave her a worried look, as I didn’t know how she’d react to my discoveries. Her mouth dropped open in surprise, as she clearly didn’t expect me to figure this all out so quickly. “We need to do something about Molly. She can’t treat you like this, and you shouldn’t let her either!” She gave me an annoyed, and then confused look.

“Why do you care? I swear, if you’re playing with me and trying to mess me around then I’ll, I’ll”--- She completely broke down in tears. I’ve never seen someone with this much pain in their cries. All I wanted to do was help her, but why she asked? I don’t even know why myself!

“Look, I’m not playing tricks with you. I care because I want to help you stand up to Molly, she can be a total bitch and I don’t want her to hurt anyone else, not when I can help avoid you from being hurt anymore. I don’t know you very well, in fact I only know you’re name, but I want to get to know you, and all I want is to be your friend who you can turn to when her and her slut-crew try to hurt you again. I like you Annie, and I just want to be there for you when you’re in trouble, like I am here for you now when you’re hurt.” I never knew I was so deep! That really was from the bottom of my heart, i should do that more often!

“Wow, now I’m pretty sure that I can tell the difference between the truth and a lie, and I am positive that that’s one hundred per cent the truth. But may I ask, why are you determined to stop Molly? You don’t even know her?”

“Trust me, I know her alright. I used to date her, until she hooked up with another boy right before my eyes. I really thought she was the one, and she led me on. She disgusts me, and I think it’s time that we join forces and get our revenge.” Annie’s face lit up when I said ‘revenge’ so clearly she agreed with me, and I knew that we would be seeing a lot of each other from now on, when we plan our payback.