DNA (A Harry Styles FanFic)

Kat is a normal teenage girl but when Harry, the quiet kid with a mysterious pass comes into her life, everything changes. She slowly falls for Harry but his past comes back to get him. It hurts him and also everyone he's ever loved, including Kat. While there love grows, so does the challenge of whether Harry stays with her, or leaves forever. Will Kat be strong enough to keep their love strong, or will she give in, letting him go?

"I knew what i was getting myself into, I knew he was dangerous, but something about him made me fall, and I was falling hard."


24. Desperate Needs Call For Desperate Measures

*Harry's POV*

I remember how I ran home and trashed it. Dishes flying one way, books the other. I hated myself because I knew what Ashley was capable of. I should've known this was her plan all along. I grabbed the card that Kat dropped and read it.

"I usually don't do these type of things. You know, you really are messing up my whole reputation. I used to be a very independent person and now it's like I need you to breathe. Anyways, today is our anniversary. So Harry, I just wanted to tell you that I love you. I love you for being there for me, for understanding me and I want you to know I'll always be here for you. You're starting to let me in, and I admire you so much for that. I'm so glad I saw past the rumors because you are by far the greatest thing that has happened to me. You're changing me, and I'm starting to think it's for the better.

           Your cheesy girlfriend,


I felt it break. They say your heart cannot physically break but I felt mine tearing at the seams. I lost her. And I was sure that I would never get her back. I knew Kat. She had walls made of steel around her heart and just as she was letting them down, I betrayed her. I should've listened to the other part of me and just left Ashley alone. Today was supposed to be about us; Kat and I, and I let myself worry about my own problems. I will never get over the fact how stupid I am.

In my rage, I began to think about the diary. How it could fix all my problems and how it would let my mothers mind rest with ease. It was the solution to our messes up lives. Kat was gone, and if I was going to get that journal from Ashley, I was going to have to persuade her. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and sent a text to Ashley. 

"I'll do whatever you want me to do. Just please give me the journal."

I waited. Sat at the foot of the bed and stared at the phone. As much as I needed Ashley to text back, a majority of me prayed that it would be Kat. She would hate me for this. Hell, I would hate myself for it. After a whole, Ashley texted me back. 

"You want the journal, and I want you. So date me this weekend, just until my ex leaves." 

So she would use me as a way to make someone jealous. Of course. I texted back,

"This is just like you. Who is your ex if I may ask?"

"His name is Brad."

I waved my thumbs over the keyboard. It would only be for the weekend. 

"You have a deal."

That night I did not know the word sleep, instead I was kissing insomnia, and my thoughts were slowly drilling their way out of my head. I loved Kat, and if she would only hear me out. In the park I knew what it looked like. I got caught up and lost myself but my heart belongs to Kat. She's the only person who understands me. I placed her card under my pillow, and I could feel the words burning through the cotton. She admired me, and now she hated me. I wanted to call her, but I knew she wouldn't answer. She probably already blocked my number. Why'd I go and fuck it up? 


I wonder what she'll think about me now.

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