SIN{Punk Romeo & Juliet Harry Styles}

Ch.27

Moments- One Direction

Skyfall -Adele

Wings -Birdy

Skinny Love -Ed Sheeran

 

 

Anna's Pov

I run my fingers nervously through my hair, lips half parted breathing heavily, vision blurry as the lights were still low in the room. Again my mind was travelling fast, thinking over and over the way he showed up in my door, wounded, bleeding. Thinking the way he talked me as he was suddenly free from his inner demons. Harry was not the type of guy that was opening himself,he wasn't an easy to understand person and I guess he could say the same about me but... I certainly had my reasons. Reasons that neither he or any other cocky boy around would possible understand.

''Don't try to find me. I am fine. I will text you when things are better.''

Was the first text Harry sent me an hour ago making my heart to ache again. He was keeping me again away, out of his little world and I was just standing there, hoping that eventually one day that sometimes rude boy with the weird tattoos and the thick accent would let me take a step farther and touch him. But that wasn't happening and deep inside me I knew well it wouldn't happen or at least not now.Harry was so much more than the things he was showing and I couldn't stop wondering why he was hiding himself behind the bad guy image while he was only another scared guy.

''You can't ask me that.'' I typed back with tired fingers. My eyes shut for a couple of seconds, giving my mind the peace it was craving.

''It's not enough the fact that I said I will come back?''

''A guy like you can't promise anything.'' I sent, regretting it almost immediately.

''Sure he can.''

I was just staring the screen thinking what could probably force him to say more but I didn't have to wait lot for his response ''When we're talking for a girl like you, even a fucking mess like me can promise things Annabel.''

''I asked you to call me Anne.''

''Really now?'' he text and I could almost picture him, furrowing his eyebrows, licking his pink lips.

''If you give me shits I will too Harold.''

''You're way too fucking hard to handle and I am way too drunk right now to quarrel with you.''

''Are you at least in a room?Hotel or anything?''

''I got a place. I am here with Malik stop worrying about me ANNABEL.'' A weak smile formed on my lips ''I know you're smiling right now.''

''How can you possible know that?''

''Just take it. I am not willing to say more and I have to go but first I want you to know that I give you my drunk permission to ignore whatever the sober fucked up me tells you. You should like the drunk me more anyway cause I'm more honest than the sober me will ever be.''

Thought it was true the fact that sober Harry wasn't exactly the perfect example of a dignify man I wouldn't change him for a nicer, drunk version of him. He was who he was and somehow, unexpected I started liking his bruised, broken character after that day he brought me back to the dorms. Yes, Harry wasn't the guy your father would love to see around you but he was exactly the guy your mother would like to see you fighting and loving. A carefree, wild spirit unable to realize how light he was bringing into my life through his darkness. His darkness...my light.