Wanna Be Loved

Okay, not great at these so here you go. My name is Haley. My life isn't perfect, its very far from it. But when I meet 1/5 of One Direction it gets pretty close to it. (Harry Styles fan fiction)


13. moments


Harry was supposed to leave tomorrow for a week and a half. He would be back on The 19th of December, they were having a concert, here in New York. I have been going back to school, and me and some newly found Directioner friends where going to it -free tickets from the love of my life, Harry Styles. Anyways I woke up in his arms. He was playing with my hair, "morning beautiful." He said as he noticed I was awake. I groaned and rolled over, facing my pillow. " what time are you leaving?" I mumbled into my pillow. "Oh, come on, it's only gonna be a week." He says and kisses the top of my head. "And a half." I tell him and roll over to face him. He pulls me close. "Don't think about it like that. Think about how in only a week in a half, you have me all to your self." He leans in and starts biting at my ear. He mumbles into it, "and ill do anything." That makes me smile. 


     He was supposed to leave at 11:30. I took a shower around 9 and dried my hair and curled it at the bottoms. I wore some black tights black wedge ankle boots and my black pea coat. Harry walked out of the shower to me putting on make up. When I finished I walked over to him and asked," Do I look like I'm going to a funeral?" He shook his head," I think you look sexy." He wore a black blazer, a white t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and some white vans. He grabbed me around my waist as I was looking at myself in the mirror. "We match." He tells me smiling with his head leaned down on my shoulder. I smiled back at him," I'm going to miss you." "I know." He mumbles into my neck, moving my hair and biting it. "Harry." I say and turn to face him. We leave a couple moments later. 


     We got to the airport about 11 o'clock. We walked in and were waiting in the little room where they go before they board the plane. Harry wraps me in his arms so tight, I felt so safe and warm, I never wanted him to let me go. I started to cry and Harry placed his hand on the back of my head and pressed it against his shoulder. "Shhuu, Haley, please don't cry. I don't like to leave you crying." I just kept on crying and he played with my hair trying to calm me down. He started humming moments. "I love you, Harry." I tell him through my tears. "I love you to." He says then kisses me passionately. About that time the man calls for them to board the plane. He hugs me one last time, then walks through those doors and into the plane. 


    I ran out of the airport and right when I got out the doors I crumbled. I couldn't stop crying. I felt so alone. The pain of my father leaving me was here again. And there was no one here to comfort me. I flew my hands up to cradle my face and tried to suck it up until I got home. I had an image to keep now. I was Harry Styles girlfriend. I wiped up my tears and tried to fix the mess that had become of my eye liner, then walked to my car. I dug through my pocketbook to find the one thing I knew could stop my pain. A cigarette. 

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