You // Harry Styles AU

one // the call

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You
One
The Call
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The rain is heavily poured in the middle of night, "You sure?" I ask him, he nodded, "I'm sure darling. I'll see you at school?" He plant a kiss in my forehead.

"But Harry, it's heavily raining" I said and pointing outside, "My parents didn't mind if you stay over, I'm worried" Harry chuckles, "You can't get enough of me, are you?" He cheekily smiles and I laughs, "But I need to back home, darling. My mum will back anytime soon" Harry said and open the front door and run towards his car.

"Call me if you get home safety!" I called over the rain, he rolled his window down, "I will call you, I promise you darling" He said and shot me a wave.

His car leaving my driveway and slowly disappeared of the darkness of the street.

I walk inside the house and lock it behind me, the house back to be silence and empty. Mom and Dad happened to be have late shift in hospital. Both of them is surgery doctor.

I turn the light off the living room, leaving the only light on is on the kitchen. I walk up to my room in upstairs.

Tonight event just replaying in my head. He make love to me.

This bed in unmade and this where we just landed. When we make love to one and other. Dear God, I love him so much.

My phone buzzing in the nightstands, I grab it.

You have 1 unread messages from Harry <3.

I smile before tap the screen,

From: Harry <3
I forget to tell you, I love you, before I leave. I love you so much baby xxx

I giggled before respond to his message, his cheesy message.

To: Harry <3
And I love you too. Don't text while driving Harry. It's not good and dangerous. Stay safe bub xx

I put my phone in my chest, I know God must be love me because He send Harry to me.

I fall asleep with smile in my face, nuzzling my face into my unmade bed, welcoming his scent. His sweaty and strong smell. I love him.

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My phone blaring across the room, my room is dark and I slowly open my eyes and grab my phone that happen to be down in the floor.

Harry <3

He must be just got home safety, thanks God. I accepted the call.

"Hey baby"

"Clarine sweetheart, it's not Harry, it's Anne. He's in accident-"

I drop the phone and tears started to poured down my face. My Harry. He's on accident.

I hope he's alright, I can hear faint voice of Anne calling for me. I pick the phone up, "Anne? What hospital?" I asked as I run to my closet to wear a jeans.