Damaged (Harry Styles)

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Bridget wasn't like your average teenager that likes to party. She likes school and hates to party, always ge... Más

Damaged (Harry Styles)
*CHAPTER 2*
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER 23
CHAPTER 24
CHAPTER 25
CHAPTER 26
CHAPTER 27
CHAPTER 28
CHAPTER 29
CHAPTER 30
CHAPTER 31
CHAPTER 32
CHAPTER 33
CHAPTER 34
CHAPTER 35
CHAPTER 36
CHAPTER 37
CHAPTER 38
CHAPTER 39
CHAPTER 40
CHAPTER 41
CHAPTER 42
CHAPTER 43
CHAPTER 44
CHAPTER 45
CHAPTER 46
CHAPTER 47
CHAPTER 48
CHAPTER 49
CHAPTER 50
CHAPTER 51
CHAPTER 52
CHAPTER 53
Bridgit's Birthday Party (Not A Chapter)
CHAPTER 54
CHAPTER 55
CHAPTER 56
CHAPTER 57
CHAPTER 58
CHAPTER 59
CHAPTER 60
CHAPTER 61
CHAPTER 62
CHAPTER 63
EPILOGUE

CHAPTER 64 (Final Chapter)

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Months went by, soon turning into a year and I visited Harry as much as I could. We talked about random stuff and I told him how things were back in Manchester. I noticed how different he looked now being in jail. He had some stubble on his chin and alittle over his mouth and his hair had got longer and curlier.

His voice even got slightly deeper and I was shocked it did since it was already pretty deep a few months before.

It was a few months after it being just over a year that he's been in jail that I got the best news I could possibly ever get. And Harry himself was the one who told me. He said that he was getting out early since he was on good behavior. He was getting out in a month or two and I was internally freaking out. I'd finally get to have Harry back with me and get to see him everyday.

We would finally be able to spend mostly everyday with eachother. And that is something I loved.

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This was it. Today was the day that Harry was getting out of jail. And I was alittle too overly excited. Like really excited. I quickly slipped on a pair of white high waisted shorts paired with that pink and purple bandeau t-shirt that Harry said looks good on me. I then slipped on my white converses and made my way out of my room and downstairs to the kitchen. Deciding to get a quick snack before I make my way to London.

Grabbing a pizza bagel, I then cooked it and when it was done cooking I grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge and sat on one of the chairs surrounding the island. Soon finishing my pizza bagel, I then put the plate in the sink and made my way upstairs to brush my teeth to rid the smell of a pizza bagel on my breath.

Once done that I then walked back down stairs, grabbed my car keys, sunglasses and set off to London. My mum knew I was driving to London and understood why. After our little argument she apologized and said that she was just looking out for me. Which I understood why, I mean she's my mother. Of course she's going to be protective of me. Especially if I have a boyfriend.

The only people that know about Harry being in jail is Niall, Zayn, Liza and I. Zayn knew because of Niall and Liza knew because I told her, since she was getting curious as to why Harry wasn't around. So I was kind of forced to tell her. I'm not a good liar so I didn't even bother to try and tell a lie. She'd know if I was lying anyway.

I plugged my iPod into the radio and listened to that all the way to London basically. The drive was fairly short for me and I arrived there with ease. I've been to London plenty of times so I knew where I was heading.

Once turning onto the street with the jail on it was when I felt my heart rate quicken. I thought my heart was going to burst out of my chest. Setting my sunglasses atop my head, I then pulled into the jail parking lot.

I sat in my car for a minute, taking in deep breaths. I was honestly really nervous and I had no clue why. I've been visiting him since he's been here so I shouldn't be nervous. But I am.

Finally getting the courage, I sat my sunglasses in the console between the two seats and opened my door. Closing the door behind me, I then made my way towards the building.

As I got into the building everyones attention immediately turned to me and I quickly lowered my head. Obviously not liking the fact that I was center of attention. Walking up to the desk that sat towards the back in the middle of the room, the girl who sat behind it looked up at me with a boring expression. She wasn't the girl that was always here when I came to visit, otherwise she would have known why I was here.

"How may I help you?" She asked in a monotonic voice.

I leaned against the desk and spoke up.

"I'm here for Harry Styles. He's supposed to be getting out today."

"Just a second then please." She said before getting up out of her seat and walking down one of the many hallways.

I tapped my fingers on the desk as I waited. A few minutes later I seen her walking back with two security guards behind her. I couldn't see who was walking with them until they got closer and a gasp left my lips.

Harry was in between the two security guards and was smiling brightly at me once he caught my gaze on him. He wasn't wearing the jail uniforms which confused me. He was wearing black skinny jeans, a white v-neck and those damned brown boots. When he was in front of me I couldn't help but run up to him, embracing him in a giant hug.

I wrapped my legs around his torso and my arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I felt the tears forming in my eyes as we just sat there embracing eachother, not caring if people were staring at us or giving us weird looks. It was just him and I right now.

And that was all that mattered at the moment.

"You don't know how much I missed you baby." He said as he sat me back on the ground but still hugging me.

"You have no clue how much I've missed you."

We pulled away from the embrace by the sound of someone coughing awkwardly behind us. Turning our gaze to the person I realized it was a policeman. When he seen that we were now looking at him he spoke up.

"As you know of Mr. Styles is being released today but that doesn't mean he's off the hook."

I gulped, scared for what he was going to say next.

"He will be on a year of probation since he's getting out early. If you do anything to breach your probation you're back in here. Are we clear Mr. Styles?" He said looking at Harry. He nodded at the policeman and then the policeman smiled at us.

"Now get out of here you two love birds." He said and with that we ran out of the building together.

Finally free.

As we got up to my car I turned around to look at Harry to find him already staring at me. Soon he had me backed up against my car, his body pressing against mine. He lifted me onto the hood of the car and soon his lips were on mine in a passionate kiss. A kiss filled with so much emotion it was unbelievable. I kissed back with as much force as he was, wrapping my arms around his neck while his rested on my hips, rubbing circles on the fabric of my shorts.

He broke away from the kiss and started kissing at my jawline and down to my neck, emitting a low moan to escape from my lips. I felt him smirk against my neck before bringing his face level to mine. His eyes staring into mine intently.

"Thank you Bridget."

I cocked my head to the side at what he said.

"For what?"

"For everything. You stayed by my side through all this shit. I know I've caused you a lot of pain and I know I can't take it back. You stood by me when you really should have left me."

I grabbed his face in my hands and looked him directly in the eyes.

"Love isn't an easy thing Harry. It's meant to be complicated. We just had it alittle more complicated than most people."

"What we have is true love and I'm not giving up on us. We've been through too much together." I added, giving him a quick peck on the lips.

He smiled down at me before bringing his lips to mine again.

"I love you so much." He mumbled against my lips.

I smiled into the kiss, kissing him harder before speaking up.

"I love you too. So much babe.."

We kissed for a few more minutes before pulling away, gasping for air. After a few minutes we both hopped into my car and started our journey back to Manchester, which was full of singing along to songs that were on my iPod, laughing at jokes we'd tell eachother and of course wandering hands. Cheeky Harry was back.

He was back. Finally back.

And I couldn't be any happier than to have him here with me now, face to face. A year of visiting him in that hell hole. Not even getting enough time with eachother before security guards took him back to his cell. Away from me. And now I didn't need to do that, visit him in jail I mean. He was here with me now, and that was all that matters to me at the moment.

The past is the past and now I'm going to look forward. And Harry is definitely something I want in my future with me. Because I can't picture myself with anyone else.

Only Harry.

And hopefully he feels the same way.

I looked over at him to see him smiling to himself while looking at his surroundings. That smile. It was a genuine smile. I couldn't help but smile too.

We were finally free and could do what we wanted. We're not under surveillence or have a security guard watching our every move.

It was liberating.

Looking back at Harry, I noticed he was looking at me. Glancing back to the road since I was driving I spoke up.

"We're finally free Harry."

He started smiling again at the statement I said. I reached my left hand over and grasped it in Harry's right one. Intertwining our hands together. He started rubbing circles with his thumb on my hand and I relaxed at the gesture.

"I know. We can finally talk and do stuff with out being watched. It's liberating really. And it feels amazing."

"That's exactly what I'm thinking. Just amazing."

He grinned at me and I couldn't help but let a smile make it's way onto my lips.

○○○

We were parked on the side of the road near Manchester because Harry had to really use the bathroom. I was in the car waiting for him while he went into the woods. I noticed we were by my grandmothers house since she lived in the outer part of Manchester, and suddenly I reconigzed something.

A big tree that had a huge heart carved on it. My brother did that when he was younger. He wrote his girlfriends name and his name in the heart. They are obviously broken up now, and I still don't understand why he'd write his girlfriends name and his in a carved heart on a tree. I guess he thought he really loved her at the time or something.

A few minutes passed and Harry finally came out of he woods. When he hopped back into the car he noticed me staring off into the distance, at the tree.

"Babe, what are you staring at?"

"That tree over there. With the heart carving on it. My brother did that."

"Which brother?" Harry asked warily.

"Kyle."

"He did that carving when he was pretty young. And wrote his and his ex girlfriends name in it." I added, finally turning my attention away from the carving.

Harry nodded before smirking at me. I looked at him with confusion written on my face.

"It's so clichè. The whole boyfriend girlfriend heart carving on a tree."

"It is not!" I protested.

"You want me to carve our names on a tree don't you?" He smirked at me and I nervously coughed.

"No I don't." Yes I do.

"I know when you're lying Bridget. Be right back."

"Wait where a--"

"Just wait. You'll see."

I pouted at him and he just laughed it off. He soon walked back into the woods and I started wondering what he was doing.

Surly he wasn't pissing again, he just went so he obviously isn't.

A few minutes later he walked back to the car and spoke up.

"Come, follow me."

"Where are we going Hazza?" I asked nervously as I stepped out of the car, walking around to his side.

He grabbed my hand in his and started walking into the woods and I remembered playing in these woods when I used to visit grandma. I haven't been here for a long time so it looks different to me.

Soon we were stopped in front of a tree. I gave Harry a confused look. He walked me around the tree to the other side and faced me to look at the tree. What I seen was probably the cutest thing ever.

Harry had carved out the first letter of my name then a plus sign and the first letter of his name, then an equal sign and an infinity sign with a heart beside it. Meaning our love is infinite.

I turned to face Harry and a smile broke out on my face, causing Harry to smile back at me.

"This is really sweet Harry. Thank you." I said, wrapping my arms around his neck and bringing his head so our foreheads were touching.

"I'd do anything for you." He planted a gentle kiss against my lips and I melted into it.

Soon we pulled away and I spoke up.

"But how did you carve this?"

"These tree branches are really sharp and this tree bark is surprisingly soft. I think it's from the rain."

I nodded in understanding before speaking up.

"We should get going now. It's going to get dark soon."I said, grabbing Harry's hand and walking back to the car.

Hopping back into the drivers seat and Harry in the passenger seat, we started our way home.

"I love you Bridget."

I looked at Harry as he spoke up out of the blue. Smiling at what he said I spoke up saying the 5 words that have seemed to be a natural thing to say to him now.

"I love you too Harry.."

He smiled at me showing a dimple indent on his left cheek. He was so adorable, despite his troubled past and the things he's done while being with me. I never knew that we'd be where we are now, smiling and being happy in eachothers company.

But I love Harry and I'm happy to say that I can call him mine and he can call me his. True love is what we have, and I'm glad to say that I've found that with Harry.

He's my life and I'll love him for until I die, and hopefully he'll do the same with me..

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Author's Note: OMFG! This story is finally finished. Wow, I can't believe I'm actually saying that. This is the first ever story I've written so I'm sorry if the ending isn't good. But, I can't leave this story at a happy ending now can I? No, I can't do that. That's to clichè. So, I'll post the epilogue soon and trust me, it's not gonna be a happy ending.

Also I have some great news regarding the sequel. I have decided to write a sequel and I'll post it a day after I post the epilogue to this story! There's still some unanswered questions but that will all unravel in the sequel, which I've already started writing. I really enjoy writing it, and I really hope you guys like the sequel as much as you like this story :)
Well, thank you guys for all the support on this story. You guys got this story where it is today and I can't thank you enough for that. I hope this final chapter didn't suck. I love you guys and thankkkk youuuuuuuuuuuuuu sooooooooooo much for sticking with this story, even with my messed up imagination and absurd plot twists. P.s If you guys wanna check out my other stories I have about 4 other stories on my profile if you were looking to read something else of my works. If not it's cool.
Thank you all again for the massive support on this story, I can't even put in words how thankful I am of you guys and the votes and comments you give me. I never thought this story would get 50 reads let alone over a million! And I have you guys to thank for that. Even the silent readers! Thank you soooo much!! :D

[i might post the epilogue early if you guys comment your favourite moment from this book, any part of it. Give me your thoughts, honest opinions of this story :) and I shall reward you with an early update with the epilogue, which also means an early update for the sequel ;) *hint* *hint* lol ok bye lovelies! I love you all so much xoxo]

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