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)


12. when im gone


 -Harry's POV-

     Haley fell asleep about an hour later. I sat in the chair beside her bed and pulled out my phone. I scrolled until I found twitter. I tweeted: Haley is my girlfriend! Hate almost caused her to kill her self, and that would kill me. Think before you speak. I love you @haleymarie2016

     I fell asleep in her room, watching her. I can't believe my fans caused her to hurt herself. 


-Haley's POV-

     I got out of the hospital a couple of days later. Harry stayed with me the whole time. He didn't leave my room unless it was to get something for me. He was staying at my house to help out with things, and just to be with me. He kind of babied be, but I liked it. He is so cute. I took a shower and lied down on the bed next to Harry. He pulled me close and I lied my head against his chest. "You know I have to go back soon, right?" He asks kissing the top of my head. "I don't wanna think about that." I tell him and snuggle in closer. "Haley, I don't want to have to worry about you when I'm gone." "Then don't leave me." I say and look up at him. He looks back into my eyes and kisses me passionately. We haven't done anything since the the day before he left. He rolls me over and grabs my wrists pulling then up above his head and laying them down on the bed. "I love you." He says then starts attacking my neck, with tons of kisses. I fight against his hands and when he finally lets them go I  start unbuttoning his shirt. He gets frustrated and pulls it off, over his head. "I love you too." I say as he starts pulling my tank top off of me and throwing it onto the floor. He went back to kissing my neck, every once in a while biting it leaving little love marks. He trails lower and lower until he gets to my bra. He quickly rolls me over and reaches behind my back to un fasten it. Once it hits the floor, I'm back on my back and he is kissing me, lower and lower. Until finally, my pants are off. His were next. We continues to make out some and then, well, you know what happens next... 

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