Still The One

Harry and Daisy were unbreakable. Well that's what Daisy thought anyway. Once Harry auditioned for the X Factor he never talked to her again. She say storys about him in the magazines with random girls, and she hated it. She felt forgotton, and alone, and most of all broken
As for Harry he still loves her, and when they meet again for the first time in two years things get complicated.
How far will Harry go to tell Daisy that She's still the one?
Read and find out!
This is my first Movella so I hope you like it!

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9. First Fight

Daisy's POV~

It's been a month and Harry and I are doing great!  I never felt more loved in my life.  I flick through the TV chanels, bored with everything that I find after about 15 mins.  I sigh and lay back on the couch.  Without Harry being here it was so lonely!  He and the boys went out to get to drinks, and that ment leaving me alone.  I hate drinking, and sometimes it bothers me that Harry comes home drunk every now and then.  But he never does anything bad, so I guess it could be worse.  I decide to take a nap, and wait for Harry to get home.  I pull a blanket off the back of the couch, and slowly fall asleep.

I wake up to a door slamming loudly.  Sometimes I regret giving Harry a spare key to my apartment, because he just walks in randomly without even checking with me first.  I groan, throw the blanket on the floor, and walk over to the front door.  When I walk over, Harry is taking his shoes off.  And stumbling a little because of how drunk he is.  When he turns around he smirks before walking over and pulling me into a really tight hug. 

"Harry babe.. c-cant breath!"  I say, it was just a whisper but he seemed to here it because he let me go. 

"Sorry babbbyyyyyy."  Harry slurs.  I really hate it when he's drunk.  He changes completly.  And I don't like it.  I grab his hand and take him upstairs, in an atempt to make him go to sleep.  Once we get upstairs I close the door behind me, but when I turn around Harry gently pushes me backwards.  My back hitting the now closed door.  I smile a little and try to get out of his grasp.  But he's a lot stronger then me, and he just holds me there.  He laughs a little watching me try to escape.

"Harry what do you want?  You have to go to sleep or you'll have a really bad hang-over tomorrow."  I ask, raising an eyebrow.  If he wakes up sick tomorrow, then it's not my fault. 

"Fuck sleep, I want you.  So bad."  He growls in my ear, making me shiver a little.  But I didn't want it like this, I wanted this when he knew what he was doing.  I never had sex before, and I wanted to wait until he knew how to be gental.  Which is not tonight.

'Harry your drunk, you don't know what you want right now.  Now go over and lay on the bed, and go to sleep."  I say, finally getting free of his grip.  I walk around him and sit on the bed, motioning him over.  But I think I gave him the wrong idea.  He smirks the whole way to the bed.  Once he sits down he whispers in my ear, "I'm sober enough to know that I want you."

I sign knowing that he doesn't get it.  "Harry I don't want you when your like this, ok?  Can you just please reason with me and go to sleep?  Just... please?" 

"I can change that baby girl."  He smirks, while gently pushing me back onto the bed.  He crawls over me, supporting himself with his elbows.  He slowly leans down, and rests his forehead agaisnt mine.  I could smell the mix of alcohal in his breath.  Then just as gently as before, he slowly presses his lips to mine.  I melt into the kiss, and realize it was a bad idea, but I don't pull away.  We just continue toy kiss, his tongue slipping into my mouth, playing with my own.

His hands slip under my shirt, trying to unclip my bra, but I pull away and stop him quickly.

"What the hell Daisy?!"  Harry yells, making me flinch. 

"I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS NOW OK?  JUST PLEASE RESPECT THAT!"  If he yell, so can I.

"WHY THE FUCK NOT?  DO YOU NOT LOVE ME ENOUGH??  TELL ME WHAT I DID WRONG!"  He yells, getting off of me.  I sit up and pull my knees to my chest, holding back the tears. 

"Harry I'm a virgin, and I don't want you to take it when you have no idea what your doing."  My voice shaking with every word. 

'I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING DAMN IT!!" Harry yells, making some tears fall from my eyes.  But I quickly wipe them away. 

"Your over reacting Harry!  Calm down, I didn't say no.  I said not right now.  Just please calm down" I say, my voice sounding normal. 

"DON'T TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK I CAN AND CANNOT DO OK?!" Harry screams, punching the wall, and hard too. 

"FUCK!  SEE THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED IF YOU WOULD HAVE LET ME DO WHAT I WANTED TO DO!"  He shouts, shaking his hand back and forth from the pain.

"YOU KNOW WHAT? JUST LEAVE HARRY!  I'M DONE TALKING TO YOU RIGHT NOW!  I MISS THE SOBER HARRY!  HE WOULDN'T BE DOING THIS STUFF TO ME RIGHT NOW!  JUST GET OUT AND DON'T COME BACK UNTIL YOU HAVE SORTED YOURSELF OUT!"  I cream at the top of my lungs, I can't do this right now.  He needs to leave. 

"FINE!" Then with that, he leaves.  I stand there, shocked.  I never thought that would happen.  Everything went bad so fast.  I bury my face into my pillow and cry.  I can't beleive that.  It was our first REAL fight, and I can't believe how bad it was.  I just can't stand him right now.  But tomorrow, I'm going to talk to him about this.  I have too, right now I don't know where we stand.  I have to fix this, even though it's not my fault.  That's how much I love him.  And I know he feels the same, even when he is drunk.

HEY GUYS! 

I'm starting a new fanfic soon with my friend, but I will still be updating this like crazy so don't worry!  I love you guys!

~Emma   

 

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