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...


18. Chapter 16



I tugged on Harry's jacket, making him come to a stop.

"What if I make you mess up?" I asked, a little frightened at the thought of me being his jinx.

"Shelby, every day I'm with you, right?" I knod my head. "Every day I say how happy I am, right?" I knod once more, not knowing where this was going or if it was even going anywhere. "You're my lucky charm, my rabbit's foot, my girlfriend." My heart fluttered at his words, my face turning a light pink as I looked into the eyes of my favorite man in the world.

"I love you." I whispered as our noses brush. My hand made it's way up his arm and to his cheek. My finger lightly brushed his lips before placing an ever so gentle kiss to his lips. A smile tugs on his lips as we walk into the studio.


"You're on, Haz." The announcer said. Harry pulled on his head set as the music began to play. I sat on a stool and watched in amazement as my four best friends sang with my boyfriend. I got out my phone and snuck in a few photos before I could be discovered. The interviewers went crazy when Harry's solo came. It went silent. He looked into my eyes, his warmth reaching to every part of my body and making my heart skip beats. He sang to me, not to the world. It was just me and him, standing alone as he told me how much he cared and how I lit up his world. I was smiling when I came back to the world at the chorus. The ended and the applause was ear piercing. Everybody in the studio loved it. I smiled as Harry looked at Liam, relief flooding through his expressions, sneaking out to say, 'Glad that's over' to everyone who knew him well. He came over and looked at me for a minute. I looked at the man before me. Skinny jeans, a grey t-shirt, converse, and an uruly head of gorgeous curls. He shook his head, fixing a few curls who hadn't gotten the message that they needed to stay with the others. I pulled him in for a hug. I felt emotional for some reason. Call me a hormonal teenager if you wish, but it hadn't dawned on me before now that my boyfriend, no, my life, was a celebrity. He wasn't just mine, he was the world's. Millions of fangirls would put posters of him up on the walls and call themselves 'Mrs. Styles.' The problem was, that was going to be my title. I decided that at that exact moment that he was going to be mine forever. Mine, and only mine. My wish, my hope, my love.




"Love, are you alright?" Louis asked me as he sat next to me. Harry was still talking to Niall, Liam, and Zayn. I rested my hands on my leg.

"Yeah, I guess. He's a celebrity." I said with a smile as I looked at Harry. I looked back over to a concerned Louis. "Lou, I promise you I'm fine." It was always hard to convince Louis that you weren't lieing, especially when you were.

"You're an amazing girlfriend for Hazza. He is obsessed with you."

"He's dedicated to his girlfriend."

"His last girlfriend was a..." He searched for a word to use.

"Jerk." I suggested, trying to keep this talk G rated. "Any girl who is a jerk to him is..."

"Dumb." He smiled a cheeky smile.

"Well, well, well. Larry moment?" I said sarcastically.

"Stop it!" He said.

"I'd stay next to him in the sun and rain. I couldn't live without him."

"Ok, ok. Don't start getting detailed, please."

"Oh, gosh. I wouldn't go into details! Gosh, no!" I said, surprised where I had been going with my rambling.

"Just wanted to make sure you're ok." He gave me a hug and then walked back over to join the guys.

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