I Don't Know (A Harry Styles fanfic)

I Don't Know (A Harry Styles fanfic)

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"Who are you?" The man with curly brown hair said "I-I don't know any more" I said honestly I woke up with a pain in my head and couldn't remember anything. I don't know my name, where I'm from, or even family. Most importantly I don't know what happened to me. The curly headed guy came closer to me and touched my knee gently. I flinched as soon as his hand came in contact with me and he took his hand off. "Don't worry I'm not going to hurt you. I'm Harry. What happened?" "I don't know. I woke up in this alley. How did you even find me?" I said shaking "To not get seen by the public. You need to get cleaned up badly, I mean look at all your cuts" He said concerned He was right, I was a mess. My dirty blonde hair was in knots and my body was covered in cuts and bruise. I think I have a concussion as well. I knodded and Harry helped me up. As soon as i got to my feet I felt light headed. Harry picked me up bridal style once he saw that i could walk with out stumbling or falling.
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"I'm sorry." I managed to croak. I reached out to touch his hand but he retracted it quickly and harshly. "What the fuck are you thinking? You love me, Penny." He yelled, looking at me sternly as I felt them again. Tears prickled at my eyes, I felt it again. All the pain was rushing back and it was because I realized in that moment that I was hurting the one I loved most. Harry. I loved Harry. But what was I supposed to do? Tell him now, when he was so mad at me. He leaned down to me and kissed me, but I couldn't react. I didn't, I didn't move, I didn't reach up to wrap my arms around him and my lips didn't feel. "Fucking react!" He yelled as he pulled away, making me cover my eyes with my forearm and roll over and cry. "I'm done Penny, either you love me or you don't. It's me or Louis. Make up you're mind." He told me before getting up and I saw Louis had left. He probably couldn't stand me or Harry. I couldn't stand myself. I was pathetic, weeping as I felt myself mutter. "I do love you."

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