Over Again (Harry Styles/One Direction)

Emily Rose was just your normal 17 year old with a lot of responsibilities. She went to school and worked at a coffee shop to earn money for her ill father, a retired cop. Lately she's been feeling like her life was boring and repetitive this was until one day former gang member Harry Styles came into the shop. They had an instant connection, but what happens when gang members, sickness, death, and drugs are doing everything they can to tear them apart?


4. The thoughts

Over Again

Chapter 4:

Harry's P.O.V

After I left the coffee shop I regretted ever going inside. Sure, coffee girl Emily was hot but she would never go for a guy like me. I'm not good for her.

A drug dealing gang member who shoots up as a way to deal with the madness in his life was not someone you wanted to bring home to your parents for the holidays. I didn't always used to be like this you know. I use to be into music writing songs about love and life. Now all I could think was fuck love and life is full of shit.

I didn't even want this I was recruited because my father was its leader well that was before he died in a shot out with another rival game. My father now that I think about it was never really there for me. I don't understand why he abandoned me. Or how he could leave all his violent responsibilities to his only son. I hated it.

I wanted to be normal but I'm not,I never will be again. I'm sucked in too deep and there's no way of getting out. If I even provoked the gang negatively in the slightest they'd hurt me and everything I loved.

So you see I couldn't get too close to this girl. It just wasn't fair to her. I was too dangerous, aggressive and would snap from littlest things. I can't get too involved, I'd be putting her in life at risk. But for some reason I couldn't get her out of my head. Her perfect figure, those sky blue eyes the way her brown wavy hair fell around her tan shoulders.....what's going on with me?

Maybe one night would be enough One night and it would be done. Id get over it no strings attached and I wouldn't have to think about Emily ever again.

I quickly made my way to my apartment knowing my boys were gonna be there. It was not that far from where Emily worked at. The first thing I noticed when I walked into the apartment was the smell of pot and the pile of drugs weed, coke, meth whatever illegal substance you could name we had on the corner table. This is what I'd always come home to....

*to be continued*
Next will still be Harry's P.O.V the other boys come in too!
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