Warzone // Harry Styles AU

Lose

*WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SCENES THAT MAY BE OFFENSIVE TO SOME. I WOULD SAY UNSUITABLE FOR UNDER 18 BUT IM UNDER 18 AND I KNOW YOU'LL READ IT ANYWAY... BUT I NEEDED THE WARNING SO THERE.*

Two weeks later, I had a thought I didn't necessarily want to have.

"Harry... what about my mom?" I asked, biting my lip.

"What about her?" he questioned, frowning.

"We've been gone way longer than I said we would be... I think Nessa and I need to go home," I said quietly.

Harry's face fell. "Yeah, that would probably be a good idea," he stated flatly, his face expressionless. I could tell he was a bit upset.

"Harry," I said apologetically. "I want to stay here with Nessa and you boys too. But I can't just up and leave my mom alone!"

"Why not?" he whirled on me. I shrank back. "Why can't you? She's a grown woman, she can handle herself!"

I frowned at him. "Harry, we're all she has left! She's all we have left! I can't just throw her away because of you!"

Harry tensed. "I already told you, you have me and the boys, too! Don't pull the 'she's all we have left' card, because we're here!"

I glared at him. "Did you miss the part when I said 'we're all she has'? We're the only people in the family who will talk to her! If we stay here, she'll die inside! And she's lost too much already, I can't do that to her," I looked at the floor, taking a deep breath before meeting Harry's eyes again. He was clenching and unclenching his fists at his sides, his jaw working.

"Harry?" I asked tentatively, reaching for him. He turned away.

"Did you ever think you're all I have too?" he asked quietly, facing the doorway.

"But the boys-" I began.

"Aren't going to help me!" he exclaimed. "They're guys, they don't kiss me or hug me or help me clean myself up if I get into a fight... they're MEN. They aren't anything like you. I need you, Charlie. Somehow you've wormed your way into my heart, and if you left, it would make me empty."

I swallowed thickly. "It's only for a while," I tried. "You'll still see me, I just won't live here."

"And what if you decide you like it better there? What if you decide you don't love me anymore, and you want to stay with your mum forever?" he sounded broken.

"Harry..." I whispered.

"Do you remember when I met you, and all I wanted was to have sex with you?" he chuckled.

I stayed quiet, but I sure remembered.

"Did you realize we haven't had sex yet?"

I fiddled with my fingers, knowing it was true.

"This is the first time I've met a girl and immediately not gotten in her pants. You're different, Charlie, and I don't know what it is, but you have a death grip on my heart. Remember that."

He left me standing alone.

I found him in his room, lying on his bed with headphones on. I crawled in next to him, sighing. He didn't move, just brought his iPhone up to his face and tapped on it, changing the song. He set it back down next to him, turning his head and staring out the window.

I bit my lip, and pulled his headphones out of his ears gently. His eyes flicked to me, but then resumed looking out into the sky.

"Harry, please," I whispered, taking his hand.