lemma2015
The story of Harry Styles & Adeline Wright
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"Look, you're in danger cause you wanted to stay and flirt a little too long with me at the bar, that's not my fault. So I'm offering you a place here for a few days so that they leave you alone and don't try to jump you again in broad daylight. Unless of course you enjoyed that, and if you did then you know where the exit is." Harry snapped at me.
"How dangerous are they if I don't stay here." I questioned.
"In my eyes? Not that bad. But in your eyes Ace? You wouldn't last a day."
I stood up for my seat and started pacing around the room raking my hands through my hair and cursing under my breath.
"Fuck. Fine. But I'm leaving as soon as it's okay." I blurted. "Why do you even care if I'm safe anyway?"
"Oh I most certainly do not." Harry sighed standing up and walking towards me. He lit up a cigarette and stuck it between his lips. "But you seem like a blabermouth and even you spitting out what kind of car I was driving that night could get me fucked. Not that I'm sure you even remember, you seemed a bit...nervous." He chuckled, blowing out smoke.
I leaned up snatching the cigarette, blew in, taking a drag and then leaned down to crush it in the ashtray. "I've always dreamed of having a porsche."