Yours Truly

The average 16 year old girl Clara, has always been struggling making friends. She has never been one of the popular girs, and has only one really close friend. One day when she gets enough of school, she bumps into a charming young man, Harry Styles. Little did she know, that this boy could change her life completely..


11. Do you trust me?


Claras P.O.V


What's wrong?


The words went through my head, and I tried to think of something I could say. More than anything, I just wanted to tell him everything. The whole story from the beginning. But I just... I just could'nt. I knew what he was going to think of me, even if he said he didn't. Sure Harry was special, but he wasn't different from the others. Not when it came to this. My eyes filled with water by the thought of losing him before he even had been mine.

"Clara, seriously, are you okay?" Harrys voice shook a little, I guess he was a bit shocked that I had reacted so strongly.

"I-I....I'm.." I tried, but it was no use, I kept cutting myself off. I just couldn't. I was too afraid he would run away, just like every other person I let to close had done. I wanted to tell him why Emily was my only friend, why I had to go to summer school, and explain the little scars on my body. But I just couldn't.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I just got.. Something in my eye, hahah" I tried to laugh but it sounded so fake that I just made me laugh for real. "You're so weird" He grinned and kissed me on my cheek. When his soft lips touched my soft skin, I got all warm inside.

"So I’m meeting "The Boys" on Wednesday, but what if they hate me?" I had to ask, to see what he would answer. He almost looked surprised when he answered; "Hate you? No! Why on earth would they hate such a beautiful girl like you?!" Every time he called me beautiful, butterflies started going crazy in my stomach.

"So, should we actually get some breakfast?" He winked at me as he said it.

Harrys P.O.V

I watched her nod and opened the fridge, which was almost completely empty. "Ehm.. Do you like... cereal?" I asked. She laughed harder then I had thought she would, but I heard her say yes, so I got two bowls and poured some cornflakes into them. I saw that she had walked over to get the milk, so I grabbed some spoons and sat down at the small kitchen table. She poured the milk, and sat down. I didn't really know what to say, and I found this very awkward, so I just started eating. When she started eating, I thought about what had happened a few minutes ago. I knew something, -or someone was bothering her, and I had to find out what it was, even if he wouldn’t tell me. "So... Do you have plans for later?" I asked, trying to start a conversation in the awkwardness. "Yeah, Studying, not that interesting, but I have to do it" She say with a annoyed tone. "Sound quite Book-ring, hahahha" I laughed at my own joke, and she just started at me like I was some crazy idiot. "You're so lame Harry" She giggled and took another spoon full of her breakfast, when I saw it again. 

What could it be? I mean, a - FUCK

I jumped out of my seat, grabbed her wrist, giving her such a shock, she almost knocked over the bowl. "Harry, what are you-" "What's this?" I almost ordered her to tell me. She let out a fake smile; "I told you, it was my cat". She tried to pull her arm away of my grip, but I just tightened my hold. "I'm not stupid, cats can't do that" I said with a straight tone.

A pair of eyes, filled with sadness stared at me, and I let go of her wrist. "Tell me Clara, please" I begged, but she just turned her head. I was just about to tap her on the shoulder, when she turned her head, and said the words I'll never forget.


Do you trust me?

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