Over My Head (Harry Styles Fanfic)

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  • Published: 2 Apr 2013
  • Updated: 2 Sep 2013
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When Shelby is sick of her abusive boyfriend, she decides to leave. She gets closer to her 18 year old best friend, Harry Styles and he teaches her the way love should be and the way she should be treated. But when the boyfriend finds out that she's cheating on him...


16. Chapter 14

I looked at Shelby as she laid almost on top of me. Her fingers occasionally twitched and she moved around during her bad dream. I held her a little closer until she realised I was always holding onto her. I could feel her muscles relax as I spoke in her ear.

"I'm here, Love." I whispered in her ear. My lips made their way down her neck, showering it with little kisses to show my adorment towards her. She wrapped her arms around my chest and slept soundly for the rest of the night.




I pulled out another beer as I looked at the clock. Four months, two days, nine hours, and four minutes since I had last seen Shelby. I wasn't too anxious to run into Harry again after the night after Shelby cleaned up my face.



It was raining, cold, sleak, and the perfect night to be at a bar. The door opened, long fingers wraped around the frame. It was slammed shut. I knew who it was once I saw the head of curls. His eyes searched for a certain person, stopping when they fell on me. I turned to the bartender and sipped my beer, trying to be completely invisible to the muscular maniac. I felt a strong hand fall on my shoulder and turn me around on the stool. I put my beer down and looked into the eyes of the man who had taken my girlfriend from me. My precious girlfriend.

"Harry." I said in a hushed voice. I gulped a few times as I figited in my chair. It then dawned on me that Harry and I were equally strong. I stood, paid my bill, and slid my wallet into my back pocket. "What do you want?"

"I want you to stay away from Shebly." He fumed.

"Woah, calm down." I said, putting my hands up to the height of my shoulders. He gave me a long, cold stare. He pushed me back against the wall, pinning me.

"You stay away from her. If you so much as touch a piece of hair on her head I swear to God I'll kill you." His chest rose and fell quickly. My adrenaline rushed. My heart beat fast as I pried him off of me.

"You will never completely have her. I was the boyfriend she'll always have a thing for."

"Guess again, you're out of her life." His fist made contact with my face and the world went black.




I realised I would stop at nothing to get her back, I just needed a plan. I needed a way to make her want me.




My eyes fluttered open to a bright, warm smile. I smiled as our lips made contact.

"I couldn't wait to wake up and see you." I said as I realised his neck from my grasp. I pushed a curl back behind his ear, clearing his vision as he looked at me, studying my face.

"You hungry?" He finally said, concluding his studying.


He slid into a sitting pistion, which surprise me since I was on him basically. He looked at me and laughed.

"What's so funny?" I managed to say between his laughter.

"You're surprised that I'm strong, aren't you?"

"A little bit." I smiled.

"I could do push ups with you sitting on me." He vaunted.

"No way. Show me." I said as I stood up. He went into a push up postion as I laid out across him, my lips centimeters from his ears. He went down and back up around twenty times and wasn't breaking a sweat. I giggled.

"What?" He said, concentrated.

"You're so hot when you flex your muscles." I said as I wrapped both of my hands around him arm when he decended. I could see his cheeky smile even from behind him. I smiled, knowing I was the reason for that brilliant smile. He went to the ground as I rolled off casually. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked into his green orbs.

He put a strand of hair behind my ear as he smiled at me. He leaned closed to me, lips brushing ever so gently. He pressed his plump lips to mine.

"Breakfast." He stated, helping me to my feet.


He stood over the stove as he moved the bacon around for a little while. I watched in awe as he carelessly reached up to the top shelf to get two plates down. He smirked and I knew I had been caught. My eyes shifted down to my nails as I peeled off the polish. He brought me my plate, being the gentleman that he is. He's actually quite shy when you know him. He's on the quiet side sometimes, but not always. That's what I like the most about him. He's so real with me and the guys. Louis really brings him out of his shell.

"Thank you." I said polietly as he placed the plate in front of me. He smiled and knodded as he sat down, figiting with his unruly head of curls. "You look smashing, stop it!" I said as I pulled his hand away from his hair.

"This is smashing? This?" He said as he pointed to his head.

"Yes. This, this is messy." I said as I picked up a strand of my tangled hair.

"You look lovely." He said sweetly. I looked at his gorgeous face. He had to be an angel.


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