I'm Yours - Harry Styles Fanfic

17 year old Hannah is shy and quiet, very unlike her best friend Tali who is confident and outgoing. Naturally, Hannah sits back and lets the world go by, but not without her own problems. Hannah's dad is off the rails. Drunk, Violent, Dangerous.
After trying to escape her problems Hannah meets someone unexpected, but Hannah soon discovers a different side to him that very few people see, a part corrupted by the past, the reason known only to a select few...
(sorry description is bad but the story should be better!)


1. Coffee

"Tali I will be there as soon as I can; I'm on my way now, I shouldn't be long! And please stop bugging me, I'm really not in the mood!" I said over the phone to my best friend, Tali, who was waiting for me in Starbucks.

"I'm sorry but please hurry Hannah, they're in London right now, and every second spent in Starbucks is a second wasted looking for them!" she replied, sounding desperate.

"I'm sorry too. I'm just round the corner, I'll see you in a second. Bye!!" "Bye!" As I went to hang up, I was knocked off balance by something very hard, resulting in me sitting flat on my bum in the middle of the street. Perfect.

"I'm so sorry!" Said a husky voice from above me; I looked up to see what had made me fall and was greeted by a tall 'boy', his features hidden by a pair of dark ray bans and a beanie, holding out a hand towards me. I accepted his help and sprung to my feet, standing just two feet away from him, noticing his expression was genuinely apologetic. I sighed under my breath when I realised his coffee had spilt onto my white top, and so pulled the zipper up on my hoodie, successfully trying to hide the stain. "Are you ok?" He asked, "I'm really sorry about your top, please let me buy you another one?".

"No it's fine, at least let me buy you another coffee, seeing as the majority of yours was lost?" The corner of his mouth turned into a little smile as I said this, his now apparent dimples appearing as he let out a small chuckle. I think my knees just melted.

"Don't worry about it. I'm, erm- Harry, by the way." He paused, waiting for my reaction. As far as I could see, standing in front of me was a coffee-spilling, beanie-wearing kid called Harry. I tried looking past his ray bans, hoping to see his face better, but my attempts were soon abandoned when I realised I had no hope, his sunglasses were impossible to see through.

Damn ray bans.

"I'm Hannah, nice to meet you." I smiled, "I'm sorry, I've really got to go, my friend is waiting for me."

"Oh, ok," he replied, looking slightly disheartened, "See you around maybe?"

"Yeah, maybe." I called back as I began to walk away, knowing I had no hope of seeing him again; London's way too big. I shoved my hands into my pockets as I set off down the street like a woman on a mission, before reaching the small Starbucks on the corner at the end of the road. I pushed the door open and scanned the nearly empty room, it only being occupied by two staff, a couple sitting at a table in the corner, a guy sipping his coffee whilst reading the paper, and Tali, sitting by the window holding what looked like a mocha frap. As I walked over to her, she stood up and began to drag me back towards the door.

"What took you so long Hannah! We're wasting precious time!" I stopped her in her tracks and spun her round so she was facing me, planting my hands on her shoulders, my expression remaining serious.

"Tali, I am not going anywhere until I at least order a drink." Tali nodded quickly, indicating for me to release my grip. I walked over to the till and came face to face with a woman who looked about her mid twenties, and bored out of her mind. "Can I have a Tall, caramel creme frap please." She picked up a plastic cup and a pen,

"What's your name?"

Is this woman serious? I'm the only person ordering. Its not like batman is suddenly going to waltz in and request a latte. "Hannah"

"Okay, Anna"

I sighed, Starbucks thinks it's hilarious to purposely get your name wrong. I paid for my drink and re-joined Tali who was standing over by the door, fretting.

"Can we please go and find One Direction now?!"

Tali, is obsessed, or should I say 'dedicated' to One Direction and is determined to try and find said band in London. Whereas me, I'd rather be sleeping to be honest. I'm going to take a guess and say today isn't going to be as successful as Tali would like it to be, this is London we're talking about.

I nodded to Tali and soon found myself being pulled out of Starbucks and back down the road, setting off on Tali's hunt for One Direction.

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