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!)


11. Headache

"How long have you been there?" I asked, surprised at his sudden appearance.
"Nice to see you too." He replied before taking a sip from his cup, sarcasm dripping from his voice. "Why are you sitting here and not in there?" He gestured towards the living room behind us.
"Tali wanted to dance but I have a raging headache, so I'm just waiting in here. And what about you?"
"Bit bored really." He shrugged as he fiddled with the rim of his cup. I watched as he stared at the empty space in front of him, his eyebrow furrowing deep in thought before turning to face me once again. "Why were you with Ewan?" "What?" I paused, confused at his sudden irrelevant question, the surprise evident in my voice, "How do you know I was with him and why do you want to know?"
"I saw you, and I just do."
"How did you see me?" I asked, still confused.
"Still not answering my question." He sighed, "You drove past and parked at the side of the road. I was already there. Why were you with him?" I could see the frustration growing in his features.
"He's my driving instructor, okay!" I snapped, my headache growing worse. Harry seemed unfazed by my sudden outburst, seeming deep in thought.
"I don't want you to see him again." He said simply, sipping his drink. By now my head was pounding, I felt sick and just wanted to leave.
"What the hell are you talking about? Why not? I've only just met you, meaning you can't go round telling me who I can and can't interact with!" I rose from my stool and stood in front of Harry, who then also stood up, causing his frame to tower over me once again.
"It's for your own good."
"My own good? I'm pretty sure I can handle things myself thanks!" Having had enough of the absurd conversation currently taking place I stormed away from Harry, continuing in the direction of the living room only just catching a glimpse of him shaking his head as I made my exit from the room.
    I soon found myself back in the overcrowded living room again, the constant pounding music reverberating through my ears as I searched for Tali. 
"Haaannahhh!" Tali's familiar voice slurred from behind me, "Wheeere have yooou beeen?"
"Tali, how did you get drunk so fast?" I questioned, avoiding her initial interrogation. 
"Heehe. Fishbowls are funny." She giggled. Of course, Tali was awful when it came to fishbowls. Once the first was down everything else just followed after. 
"How many have you had?"
"Just one." She smirked as I raised my eyebrows, guilt radiating from her expression. "Or two....or four."
"FOUR? YOU HAD FOUR FUCKING FISHBOWLS? No wonder you're completely off your head. What else have you had?" I regretted yelling, feeling the effects in my head but continuing with my 'conversation'.
"Err, vodk-a and coke, and a mal-ibu." Tali hiccuped, the smug smile still written across her face.
"Jesus Tali." I sighed, "You should be more careful, we've only been here almost 2 hours and you're already hammered."
"I'm fin-....I'm gonna be sick." Tali announced as her tone become significantly more serious. Not wasting any time, I dragged my near-paraletic friend over to the nearest bin in order for her to throw up. 
"Right, we're going home." I announced as Tali emptied the contents of her stomach into the small bin that was already half full with empty beer cans and plastic cups.
"Noooooo, I want to staaaay!" She whined before bending her head back over the bin, her hands tightly gripping the sides. "Pleaaase?" She begged.
"No, Tali. You're wasted." I made sure she had finished throwing up before holding her arm round my shoulders and placing my own arm round her waist, supporting her body weight against my own and almost dragging her towards the exit. 
    Trying to maneuver my way to the door through the sea of bodies on my own was hard enough, but doing it with the limp weight of Tali on my side and had head that felt like it was going to explode was twice as hard. I pushed my way through the crowd and eventually made it through the front door, losing my balance slightly but staying upright as I tripped over a loose paving stone along the path. 
    As we slowly walked along the pavement taking it steady for Tali's sake, the air around us was filled with her giggles and meaningless sentences fuelled by the alcohol she had consumed. It was evident the drink had invaded her emotions as she began to sob.
"Where's Lucas?" Tali mumbled.
"Who?" Never had I heard her mention Lucas before.
"L-Lucas, he said h-he'd wait for m-me." She began to hiccup.
"Wait for you where?"
"At the b-bar, he w....." Tali's sentence was cut off when a black 4x4 pulled up just in front of us, my head pounding and my eyes straining to see either the licence plate or the monogramme in the dark. I slowed my pace to a halt, my nerves kicking in as the drivers door swung open and a tall figure stepped out, closing the door behind him and advancing towards mine and Tali's defenceless bodies.


A/N: So who do you think it is.....? :) I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long and its only a short update but a lot has happened recently and I just haven't had time to write :( please tell me what you think in the comments??!!!? love you all <3 .xx

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