They met at the wrong time under the wrong circumstances, in a world that was not theirs. They had no choice but to move on from each other.
Five years later, Griffin Walker and Harry Styles meet again. How will it end this time?
LOVE BUILT ON LIE...
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HARRY E. STYLES June, 2020
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
The idea of taking a nap was definitely not in my mind when I came over earlier. Saying that, I did not expect to be calming Griffin down like this, either. She was strong and she could handle a lot. Her technique of pushing everything inside a box then locking it and throwing the key away once there was no space left, seemed to work temporarily. Once she couldn't handle everything inside that box, the lid popped open and everything poured out.
That happened today. And now, she was out like the light.
Her room dark and cold, only having closed the window when we got in bed, I laid on my back. Her head in the crook of my neck, one leg over mine as my hand held it up, she was completely snuggled to me. Usually, she stuck to her side, not one to cuddle through the whole night. As she said, she liked to have her own space when it came to sleeping, cuddling was only her forte whilst we were both awake. The fact that she was wrapped around me like my favourite blanket, made my heart sink in my chest, thinking that she needed me close to give her comfort.
That's the thing about Griffin. She keeps to herself for the most part which makes getting to know her extremely tricky, almost like she's afraid to show more of who she is than she has to. However, the moment she lets you in, it's like a whole new world is opened as you walk through the gates, taking in the many different sides of her. It gives you an idea of who she is and, in my opinion, it's someone who needs attention more than she likes to ask for it because it makes her feel like she owes people once they begin to care for her.
Not being a woman of many words when it comes to her emotions, it's hard for her to be open but recently, she's been putting herself out there. That's a very brave yet vulnerable thing to do so the fact that she has decided to make that decision, shows that she is growing as a person. Before, she never would've let herself go like that and cry so painfully in anyone's company. Knowing that she felt safe enough to let it happen with me was as heart-warming as it was heart wrenching.
Everything that happened to me, made me appreciate life much more. It made me realise just how unpredictable every day can be. I certainly did not expect to wake up in a smelly room, tied to a chair after I got home. Truth be told, dealing with that was a little easier than dealing with what happened at Devotion. Granted, I escaped from the gun fight faster than I managed to get away from the man who drugged me, something about a bullet piercing through me, frightened me more than the possibility of an overdose. I just thought the latter would've been a quicker death, which is a very abnormal thing to be thinking about.
Only realising that I zoned out when the woman wrapped around me moved a little, my head turned to glance down at her. Eyes still locked as she puckered her lips, raising her right hand to itch the underside of her nose. Gently chuckling at her little movement, she hummed, cuddling closer to me again.
