Alexis POV
I had called Harry almost and hour ago to see if he would come over and stay. He asked me what had happen and I told him I would explain when he got here. I was still sitting up against the wall in the hally when Morgan had left. What the hell is wrong with me?
Letting a man get between us, but in the end the situation wasnt all about Harry. It was about me not being able to forgive the right way. Or I suppose that is what it meant to me. Soon Harry kncocked at the door. I didnt answer and soon he walked in. Dropping his bag to the floor. He used his foot to shut the door. Slowly he walked over to me. His hair was popping out in weird places under his black beanie. He had a Rolling Stone shirt on along with pj bottoms. Taking his back up against the wall across from me he slid down. His eyes met mine after he sighed.
"Whats happening Alexis?"
Soon I dont know what came over me but I broke out in tears. At first Harry just watched me then he slid over to me. His arms wrapping around me. I dont know what came over me, but I began to vent. I told him what happen at the funeral what Morgan said about him. I told him how in the car ride here I questioned what we were and I was always scared to because I felt like he would be disgusted in me. I told him how I never understood why I took his side so easily. Then I told him the events that unfolded tonight. All while crying.
"Harry she got mad at me and started yelling said I choose a drug lord over my own mother but I wanted to. She was never there for me and her just now wanting to jump into the picture doesnt seem right to me, but maybe im just scared I will get hurt again and Harry I told her."
I had stopped to try and breathe as this part was the worst of all.
"Harry I told my sister she was the reason her boyfriend died. What sister tells her other sister that. Harry I can't breathe."
Soon a long sigh escaped his body. My face was buried in his shirt.
"Well love one reason you may not be able to breathe is because your face is smuggled into my shirt."
Shaking my head I smiled a little at that. Sitting up I faced him eye to eye. He smiled as he kept going.
"Alexis I get the family thing I really do. My dad was a drunk who use to hit my older sister and I. He walked out on us when I was ten. Im twetny five now alexis. Two years ago he just asked for a second chance and we gave him one."
My eyes widen.
"Just like that?"
He shook his head.
"Just like that. Alexis if you could forgive me for trying to kill your sister than you should give your mother a second chance. Yeah maybe just not expect high things from her at first. Give her room to make mistakes and I think you can get that bond again. Alexis really wether you like it or not. When you wake up in the morning thats your mom."
Shaking my head I hugged his body tightly. Afterwardas he lifted my chin and grinned widely.
"Also miss taylor I hate to tell you this but I think I have might of stole your heart."
Grinning I prayed I looked confident on the outside. On the inside I was screaming. Meeting his eyes he shook his head.
"Alexis you truly are in love with me aren't you."
Without letting him put more words into my mouth. I kissed him harshly. He lifted me up and carried me to my bedroom. We had a passionate make out session before he was stripping off his clothes than mine.
"You know something Mr.Styles?"
Eyeing me he sucked softly on my colar bone.
"Whats that?"
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FanfictionStay With Me Plura- Definition: To stay with someone who has finally found comfort in someone else.