Forgive My Scars (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

It's been a while yes, but I hope this will make up for it. I haven't had the inspiration to finish this chapter lately so I've wrote half of it today. Enjoy C:

The weeks went on and I really got to know Harry very well. Louis also hangs out with us sometimes. Today, 4th of August, Harry was going to take me to the movies. A special edition of the Harry Potter movies had just come out and we both wanted to see it. So we, or he, decided that we're going to see it together.

I had my new white dress with purple and blue floral print on. It reached down to right above my knees and with my fishtail braided braid on my right side it made me look like a little elf. I'd even put high-heels on, I never did that, but Louis had bought them to me.

His good sense of girl fashion had shocked me, and I'd hugged him a long time after he gave them to me and he'd smiled: "That moment when I saw these shoes, I knew it was a pair of Leah-shoes."

Thinking back at that time, when Louis started to act like a brother to me, made me smile. He still buy me things, small things like a chocolate now and then. I'm so proud of having him in my life and I won't mess it up with getting feelings for him.

Hopefully, because it’s Harry that I may get feelings for. I've already started to get feelings for him, but hearing that he likes older women annoys me so badly and I guess he doesn't feel the same anyway...

I leaned against the window as I looked out on the people passing by. More than usual, but what should I really expect on a Saturday afternoon. The sky above me had just got a little darker after the sun had moved to the backside of the building I lived in during the hours of the day.

In my window I had a dream catcher. After having all the nightmares lately, Harry got it for me. It filled a quarter of the window and it looked like a normal dream catcher, except that this had a couple of blue-green feathers on as well.
I touched it and the doorbell rang.

Harry stood outside the door smiling at me when I opened it. "Hey!" he smiled and hugged me. - "You look beautiful." I blushed.
His curly mess of a hair was perfectly styled as always, he was wearing a black jacket, a beautiful, pink shirt and a pair of dark brown chinos. As always, he looked perfect.

"How come you always look so perfect Harry Styles?" I smirked at him. He only grinned as an answer as he grabbed my hand. "Are you coming with me now or never Leah Bennett?" he asked while giving me his pervert look, staring right into my eyes. Oh god, I can't say this enough, but Harry Styles has so stunning eyes. I promise, I'd get lost in them if we looked in each other's eyes for too long.

The other boys were coming as well, but not with us. Harry didn't want me to meet them yet and I do understand him, I would've been careful with introducing my friends to my band if I had a popular one.

Well at the movies Harry got discovered by a couple of girls, it didn't take long before a whole mob was surrounding us. A girl stepped up in front of me; "Why did Harry Styles take a cutter with him to the movies?" she asked loud enough so everyone heard it. Fuck, the rumours will be going now, I bet half of the girls have already posted it on twitter.

I was pretty shocked where I was standing, how can someone say something like that? Oh wait, all of them are looking at me like I'm some kind of trash.

Guards started to split the group up and as they did, the girls started to whisper. The night was now destroyed. "Harry, I want to go home," I said looking at him after the guards had made their way through the group and we were finally standing alone.

He only shook his head. "Don't let them destroy your evening, we're here for watching the movie, remember?" I nodded, he was right. I shouldn't let them destroy it. The night couldn't get worse anyway, only better.

That's at least what I thought.

Half an hour after the movie had finished I was proven wrong. The night just got worse. Harry came running up against me. "We can't find Liam anywhere! I only saw that Theresa left in a hurry ten minutes ago! Can you please help us?" he almost yelled, catching for his breath.

"Sure, where was he last seen?" I asked. "During the movie, I'm afraid Theresa has broke up with him" I bit my lip, thinking as hard as possible, trying to see the situation here.