Do you remember summer 09?

Harry Styles was my everything. But it’s been almost 3 years when we last saw each other. Why couldn’t I move on? I heard he had already. Harry was on a band now. It was just so hard to let go. I'm 18 and homeless. Worst part of it all, i used to have a great life, but that curly boy showed up and changed everything. I thought everything was lost. But one day as i walked down the cold streets of London, i saw him again. Followed by some girls and paparazzi. Would he recognize me?


12. Im here for you.


I woke up confused. The bright sunlight trespassed the thin fabric from the curtains as I could feel a strong arm wrapped around me.


Something about the place was different, then suddenly I realized everything that has happened since last night. The thoughts traced a curve of sadness on my face as I brought the gloomy memories.


Soon, I remembered it wasn’t Harry´s arms that I could feel but rather Zayn´s tensed muscles. I had to admit it felt really good, Zayn´s protection. Somehow he managed to keep me calm, as he also provided a feeling of hope, yes, hope. With him I knew everything would be alright.


I wanted to get up but my body was to lazy and weak to do it. Instead, I focused my mind on each and every little thing about what was happening, right there at the moment.



A small sound could be heard from outside the door. Quick footsteps that approached to the room as if they already knew where to go. The sound became louder, and then, the noise suddenly stopped.


“What is this?” small curls framed Harrys face. I jumped out of bed to reach Harrys arms but once again he took a small step back in deny.


“Its not what it looks like Harry” Zayn spoke.


It took me some time to realize what was going on “Zayn was just protecting me”


A small tear formed on Harry´s already red eyes. It hurt so bad to have the one you love in front of you, crying, broken, and you couldn’t do anything about it.


“So this is it” Harry said leaving the room. “Harry wait” I plead “No Becca, leave me alone, I cant believe it I just- leave me alone.” as much as I wanted to reach Harry´s body and stop him from leaving again, his long legs quickly escaped from me, and soon, Harry opened the car door and got in.


The car was about to leave, but I couldn’t let Harry leave this time. I started to run as fast as I could, yeah, I was about to follow a car. “Becca wait what are you doing” Zayn shouted, but by that time I couldn’t stop myself from following Harry.


It was impossible to catch up with the car, I knew that. But if I followed Harry maybe he would stop and listen and so I gathered all my power and energy and I run like hell.



Although I thought he would stop, I was wrong. Harry left me. He didn’t look back, he didn’t stop. He left me.


I found myself lost. My legs had dragged me to and unknown place and I was scared. Soon raindrops came from the sky, and so it started to rain.


I noticed how I’ve been crying since I left Zayn´s hose. It was hard to keep the emotions to myself. The salty tears mixed with the raindrops and so I just stood there alone, on the street.


Niall´s POV

“Okay mate, ill be there soon. Tell me if you know anything about her” I ended the conversation as I headed to Zayn´s. I couldn’t stop worrying about Becca. Harry is such a jerk. How could she leave her alone in the rain in the middle of nowhere.


As I waited for the red light to turn green I turned my head to find a beautiful women under a tree. And the it hit me. My first reaction wast moving the car, or move from the street. I opened the door and ran towards Becca “Niall what are you doing?” “Dont worry Becca come with me” “But Harry, wheres Harry?” I couldn’t care less where Harry could be at. He left Becca alone and I wasn’t planning on doing the same.


I carried her small wet body to the car, and I could hear people honk desperately, but then again, I couldn’t care less. I placed Becca carefully on the passenger seat and closed the door.


I did not want to take her to Zayn´s place, she needed peace. My place would be best for now.


I gave Becca my jumper so she could be warm “thanks Niall, I, Im really sorry you have to look at me like this” “Becca” I paused and looked at her “you are so pretty” “Niall, Im crying, I could never look pretty when crying” “well, you look pretty when you cry, but you look gorgeous when you smile”


she looked at me smiling, the crying had stopped.


The fact I made her stop crying made me feel I had just filled and empty space inside of me. I couldn’t help but chuckle a little. She rolled her eyes playfully and sooner than I knew, Becca fell asleep. She really was beautiful.



So thats it guys, sorry for taking so long! i really hope you liked it and please comment what you think :) 



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