Remembering the Details (Harry Styles fanfic)

Jessi is complectated. Love is complicated. Fame is complicated. She lost her family. And at age 17 she has to live with her long lost cousin, Louis Tomlinson and his friends. Jessi's still traumatized from what happened, but will love and friendship of these five awkward boys change that? (YES) kcool read it. It gets into the story really at chapter three (:


8. Chapter 8- Not Resisting

I love Niall Horan so much it actually hurts me.


Jessi's P.O.V

@JessMitchy: @jake_davis while you're in the kitchen get me food, my slave. Xx

I set down my iPhone on the couch and rest my head on Zayn's shoulder. Just as I close my eyes my phone buzzes from besides me. I guess that Niall beats me to it.

"NO.” Niall states in disbelief about something. “Jake has a Twitter?!"

"Yup." I say and my stomach growls at me. "Shut up belly!"

Zayn chuckled beside me and Niall hands me my phone. I slide it open seeing Jake tweeted me back.

@jake_davis: @JessMitchy Harry got you whipped cream want that?

I slightly gasp

@JessMitchy: @jake_davis BRING IT TO ME.

"HARREHH!!" I squeal to the boy. He turns his head to me from the love seat couch confused. I stand up from the couch that holds Niall, Louis and Zayn and jump my way into Harry's lap and hug him.

"What do you want?" Harry teases smiling down at me with his gorgeous green eyes. And I can't help but notice the warmth he always gives off. The steady heartbeat I feel.

I snap out of my thoughts.

"You bought whipped cream!" I giggle.

Harry chuckles slightly.

"Well of course. You asked me too."

I yawn and rest my head on Harry's shoulder, not bothering to think to leave his lap as he hugs me.

"I bring snacks!" Jake announces prancing into the living room of Louis and Harry's. The boys cheer, Jake tosses a Pepsi to Harry and I flinch and grip his shirt afraid it'll hit me. Such a wimp. But Harry catches it smoothly and chuckles at me.

"I see whipped cream," Harry starts saying to me and my eyes open wide. I get off of Harry's lap and sit on the floor next to Jake and Liam.

Jake hands over the can and I shuffle over back on top of Harry's lap without even realizing it at first.

But to be honest, I wanted to stay there.

I take off the lid and spray some in my mouth and hold back giggles. Harry just starts laughing at me. "You're acting as if whipped cream is a drug,"

"Tell me about it!" Jake laughs "She gets high off that stuff." I scowl over at Jake. He smiles and shoves a cracker in his mouth along with the other boys. They all break into separate conversations as I snuggle comfortably back into Harry's chest.

"Hey babe!" Louis says plopping on the cushion next to Harry and I.

"What do you guys wanna do tomorrow?" I ask yawning struggling to keep me eyes open.

"...Are you tired?"


"Well we all didn't get to sleep last night until at least four in the morning, why don't you go back to Nialls flat and go to sleep-" Harry starts to say.

"No! I don't want to sleep!" I respond quickly. Harry and Louis look at me confused.

"Oh um Louis, come here!" Jake says watching us. I silently thank him for preventing me from explaining to them why.

"Babe?" Harry's husky voice whispers in my ear quietly.

"Hmm?" I mumble still trying my hardest not to fall asleep.

"You're adorable. You know that?

I bite my lip in response looking up at his green eyes. He smiles at me and tickles me sides a little bit, causing giggles to escape my mouth.

"No! Harry!" I plead. I'm still almost asleep but manage to get him to stop. Out of nowhere he lifts his hand to my cheek and smiled sweetly down at me. I snuggled even closer to him and return his smile.

"Aww! Aren't they adorable!" I hear Louis voice ring from somewhere in the room and the sound of his phone taking a picture.



"I think I want to go back to Niall's flat. I'm too tired-" he nods and lifts me up in his arms without another word to me.

"Where are you two going?” Louis asks grabbing Harry's arm.

"Don't worry Lou, I'm taking her to Niall's, she tired. You guys should do the same, tomorrow’s a big day." Harry says. What’s tomorrow? I look up at him not understanding. They all nod though and turn off the tv. Jake stands up and hands me my phone.

"I hope your night isn't too bad, I'll be here when you wake." He says to me before he leaves Lou and Harry's flat following Liam since he's staying with him.

I hardly remember the walk over to the flat since Harry’s warm arms are carrying me. He unlocks the door and pushes it open. Harry walks over to my bed and places me down calmly. He brushes a kiss on the top of my head. I reach to take off my Toms shoes but he beats me to it. And brings my blanket on me.

“Goodnight, babe.” He says before starting to make his way out of the flat. I smiled sleepily and turn to look at Niall who should be in his own bed by now. But when I see him not there I panik. I’ve always been afraid of sleep without someone in the room.

“Harry wait!” I shout, water warning to flood my face from being too scared. He spins and a worried facial expression crosses his face and runs over to my side. He brushed some hair
away from my eyes.

“What’s wrong!?”

“Where’s Niall?” I ask searching around the room still as if he’ll magically appear in the room. Niall knows! Why wouldn’t he be here?

“He fell asleep in my flat on the couch.” Harry says calmly. “Don’t worry about him.” He gets up but I grab his wrist.

“Sleep with me Harry?” He turns with question in his eyes. “I’m afraid of sleep because of...” I start, “And of waking up. No matter what my nightmares will happen!” I say fantically.

“Shh, it’s alright, I’m here.” Harry whispers climbing around me and slips under the covers. I expected him just to sleep in Niall's bed. Guess not. But his next moves take me even more by surprise.

Harry slides his arms around my waist and brushes my hair off of my face kissing my temple. I don’t resist his arms or his lips.

In fact, I think I want them.

What the actual hell? Did I really just think that?

But I’m too tired to think anymore. Harry scoops closer to me and I do as well. Getting comfortable.

“Harry,” I say quietly.

“Yes Jessi?” He whispers back tickling my ear.

“Don’t leave me.”

“I don’t want to.”

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