empathy | harry styles

seven

tara

right now harry and i are sitting on the couch with our bodies moulded together. i really don't know if harry really meant what he said in my bedroom. it scares me to think that someone actually likes me and wants to get to know me. especially the harry styles. the school jerk that shags someone for the fun of it and leaves straight after.

"tara?" harry asks, while snapping me out of my daydream

"yes harry" i reply while getting out of his comfortable grip to look at him smiling at me

"where are your parents?" he questioned with his eyebrows furrowing together

"probably out getting drunk and laid, the usual" i shrug my shoulders and lay back down. i felt harry stiffen under me

"and you don't mind that?" he questions further with a look of concern in his eyes

"no harry, you know the crap life i live, i don't want them to be here so they can beat me, and tell me I'm useless to them" i raise my voice ever so slightly. but harry must of caught on because he pulled me closer to him. if that was even possible

i looked up back at harry and asked

"can you stay the night?" i instantly regretted the question as soon as it slipped out my mouth

"i... uh yeah okay?" he calmed me by bringing me down to him again

"i mean if you don't want to... its okay" i re-assure him, getting out of his grasp again

"t its okay" he laughs pulling me down to him again. " but are you parents coming home tonight?" he asks lightly stroking my messy hair down

"they probably are... but i don't care because your here, they wont try anything funny" i smile up at him to see him frowning

"how about you stay at mine yeah?... i mean if your parents do come home to see me, they probably wouldn't want me in the house ever again..." he smiles while grabbing hold of my face

i leaned up to give him a quick peck on the lips

"I'm guessing that's a yes then?" he chuckled

"a definite yes" i jump out his arms running to my room

"you don't ever stay still in my arms!" harry complained while running after me

"its not my fault you asked me to come to stay at your house, a girl can be happy you know!" i laugh while grabbing my doufle bag to get some clothes for school tomorrow. wow this is going to be weird... me walking into school with harry. him driving me to school in his car. i smile at the thought of that

"whats got you happy?" harry asks from behind me while snaking his hands around me

"harry stop touching me!" i try and squirm out of his tight grip around me

"no i like holding you. you smell so good" he digs his head in the crook of my neck. i turn around to see a pink harry. "pretend i never said that... my friends would think I'm the biggest pussy" he drops his head down in embarrassment

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harry jumped out the car, so i did the same to see a very unpleasant harry at my side of the car

"i was suppose to open the door for you!" he over dramatically pouted his mouth. i had a feeling that he wouldn't let this one go, so i simply walked back into the car and shut the door. to see Harry's face instantly light up. i swear this boy has a heart of a 5 year old... harry quickly opened the door and gave me a smile i never knew existed, with dimples and everything

"the bad boy has dimples!" i shouted out loud on purpose. harry instantly left me at the car, but turned around and laughed

"i could never to that to you" he smiled while kissing my temple

"if you did i wouldn't of talk to you ever again" i laughed while poking his showing dimple

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sorry to stop it here guys! but I'm going out and i woke up at 1pm so...

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-Nicole xx