Just the way you are

This is a story about Eliza Summer's she moved to england to get away from her past. But she can only run for so long.....
{A/N: This is sorta based off of stuff that has happened in my life minus meeting harry styles haha i wish i had :)} if you have any questions or wanna ask something just comment your question and i would be more than happy to answer :)

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10. Hunter?

"Elliot, this is Harry, Harry, this is Elliot."I answered as they shook hands. We walked to my bedroom and all sat in chairs around my bed. I started explaining almost everything that happened the past few days to Elliot, who nodded at the right times.

Then we started talking about random stuff, until the topic of Hunter came up.

"How's it going with Hunter?" Elliot asked and I looked at Harry. He was mouthing the words 'I'll tell her if you want'. I shook my head and looked at Elliot. She had pure curiosity written all over her face.

"Well, I found out he was cheating on me.So I broke up with him." was all I could say. She looked at me with sorrow in her eyes.

"I'm so-" she was interuppted by a door slamming open. We heard someone storming through the house.

"You two, behind the bed. Now." Harry commanded, moving in front of us. The footsteps were getting closer and closer as Elliot and I did as Harry said. We peered off the corner of the bed. Hunter came bursting through the door. His black t-shirt was covered in dirt, just like his baggy jeans. I could smell the alcohol coming of him from the other side of the room.

"Where is Eliza?" His words were slurred and he was clearly drunk.

"Why do you want to know?" Harry asked, stepping forward.

"Who are you?" He looked straight at Harry, his eyes filled with hate.

"You never answered my question," Harry sneered. Hunter went right up to Harry and got ready to punch his jaw.

"No!" I scream and jump out from behind the bed. Hunter stopped dead in his tracks and looked at me.

"Hey Eliza. Where've you been lately?" He walked right up to me and the smell of alcohol was overwhelming. WHAM! A pain shot through my face and my hand went to hhold my cheek. Hunter was getting ready to strike again when someone talkled him to the floor. That someone was Harry.

 

 

ALL credit goes to my fabulous co-authour Primeroseclone :)

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