I Won't Give Up (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Christina Fernandez, just your average 18 year old girl, has trouble in her school and also at home. She gets made fun of every day by the kids at her school and outside of it. And once she gets home, she has to face with her parents arguing back and forth around the house. She's just too afraid and insecure to say anything to any one. But one day, she meets a curly haired boy that changes her life forever, and she also changes his.


26. I am a grown ass man.

~ Christina's P.O.V. ~


I was on the couch, pretending to sleep, so that when Olivia would arrive I would scare her or something like that.

Because I'm creepy like that.

It's what I do.

So anyway, I heard Olivia opening the door and walking inside. Then, when she was halfway up the stairs, that's when I told her:

"He kissed you, didn't he?"

Olivia jumped and went downstairs.

"I thought you were asleep, Christina!"

"You thought wrong. Give me all the details about your date, woman." I commanded.

"Dude, calm your tits. I'll tell you later."

I sighed loudly so she could see how annoyed I was.

"Oh my god, Christina!" She yelled, laughing.

"Fine." I said, giggling.




~ Harry's P.O.V. ~


I entered my flat and saw Louis sitting on the couch, watching TV.

"Hey, man." I said.

"Hey." He said. I sat down next to him. He turned down the volume on the TV and looked up at me.

"So, you never got to tell me what had happened to Christina." He said, sternly.

"Oh, erm she.. she.. She had gotten hate on Twitter a few days ago and people were saying that she should go and cut herself and they called her other very rude things. And then, uhh.. she.. did it." I said, starting to cry again.

"Oh.. I'm sorry, Haz. Is she okay now?" He asked.

"Yeah, but her wrist still has deep cuts on it." I managed to cry, wiping away the tears.

"Don't cry, man. She's okay now. And that's all that matters." Louis said, patting my back.

".. I love her so much.." I whispered, covering my face with my hands.

"Don't think about that right now. Let's talk about happy things." He said, hugging me.

"Like what?" I asked, interlocking my fingers.


"HE DID? THAT'S OUR BOY!" I said, giving Louis a high five.

"Dude, he couldn't stop talking about her yesterday! That little Irish leprechaun." Louis said.

"Well, that's how you know he really loves her." I said, laughing slightly.

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