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)


20. "we will talk about that later"

     When we got off the plane and got in the car the first thing I did was pull out my phone to text Zayn he had been trying to help me quit, and I was helping him. 

Me: Hey, I'm with Harry he is taking me to meet his parents and I'm freaking out and seriously craving a cigarette. what do I do? - Haley Styles xx

Zayn: Just tell him. 

Me: what if he gets mad at me? - Haley Styles xx

Zayn: he wont. 

That was when Harry asked, "Who are you texting?" "Zayn." I reply a little to fast. "Zayn?" he asks me giving me his seriously look. "Yea, Harry. I need to tell you something." This time he look at me worried. "Its not bad, or nothing too serious." I say trying to calm him down. "Harry I've still been smoking." "What!?" he looks at me like I'm crazy,"I thought you quit!" "Harry, I did. But when you left it was too much for me to handle and I've been trying to stop I promise, Zayn has been helping me." He calms down a little," So why'd you tell me now?" "Because I'm freaking out and all I can think about is smoking. It calms me down." "Are you trying to ask my permission to smoke right now?Because that's a no. I don't like seeing you hurt your self." "Then pull over and don't watch." I smart off at him and he looks at me with his mouth dropped wide open. "What?" he asks. "Pull over." I tell him digging through my pocket book to find a pack of cigarettes and my lighter. He pulls over and I hop out the car, leaving my door open. "Is this really necessary?" Harry asks shutting the car off. I light the cigarette and stick it to my mouth then place the rest of them in my seat. "Yep." I say pulling out the cigarette and popping the p. Harry just sits there staring at me. "What?" I ask him finally and he replies," You sort of make it look sexy." I raise my eyebrow at him then motion for him to come closer. He leans over in the second seat and I take a long drag and lean over to him. He opens his mouth and I breathe the smoke into it. Harry starts coughing which makes me laugh. I take one last drag and let it out then throw the cigarette down and stomp on it. I climb back in the car and Harry says, " My mom is going to be wondering where we are." "Sorry. Can we stop somewhere and get some gum? I don't want your family to know I smoke." He nods, then I ask," So am I allowed to smoke now?" "We will talk about that later." 

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