Nobody Compares To You

Aaralyn was a typical teenage girl. That is, until Harry Styles pushes himself into her life. NCTY contains graphic material for mature readers only. This is my story, it came from my mind. :) Thanks!


5. Chapter 5

I couldn't say anything. I don't know why. Everything he has done was to protect me.

I found Harry's hand and entwined it with mine.

"I'm sorry I acted the way I did." I apologized.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you before." Harry apologized.

We had just come to an understanding. I couldn't be developing feelings for someone I had just met right? That's bullshit and not true. I can't already have feelings for Harry. I don't want them at all, actually.

It came to be our turn to get off the Ferris wheel. We got off and didn't know what to do next.

"What now?" I asked Harry.

"I don't know. What do you want to do?" Harry asked me.

I shrugged.

We walked around for a bit.

"Those conditions don't apply any longer." I told Harry. I don't have feelings for you. I don't, I don't, I don't.

Harry looked at me and smiled. You're smiling. That's not a good thing. Maybe for you, but not for me.

We walked around for a while longer until Harry stopped.

"What is it?" I asked.

"They're here." Harry said while looking at a group of large men.

"For what?"


I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"We have to go." Harry ordered. Great. I actually was kind of having fun. Why did it have to end so early?


"Because they saw me with you."

Harry grabbed my hand and we ran in the direction of the fair exit.

"Shit." Harry said while turning us and running another direction. What?


"They're surrounding the exit too." Well, crap.

We finally stopped in front of the Ferris wheel.

"We've got to ride it again." Yes! Wait, NO!

I nodded and we got on the ride. Shit.

Harry was practically hanging off the side of the cart. You're gonna hurt yourself.

"Do you see them?"


When we got off the ride a few minutes later, we ran back towards the exit. We didn't see the guys that were there before.

"Where'd they go? They wouldn't have left after they've seen us both." Harry was frustrated.

"We can't leave yet." Harry told me.

We turned around to face two large men.

"Who is this, Harry?" One of the men asked. Shit, Harry?

"Leave her alone." Harry said protectively, stepping in front of me. Harry?

Harry was smaller than the two men, by a lot. What does he think he could do?

"Harry!" A man yelled while running in our direction.

"Nick, take Aaralyn away from here. I don't care where you go, just take her away from this." Harry told him. Hello, Nick. 

Nick nodded.

"C'mon Aaralyn." Nick told me. What? No.

"But, what about Harry?" I asked.

"He'll be fine, trust me. He's capable of many things." Nick told me. No, I'm not leaving Harry.

I turned to Harry.


"Aaralyn, go." Harry told me. No.

I made Harry face me.

I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my face into his toned chest. Jesus! I wish I didn't feel this way about you, Harry.

I felt him wrap his arms around me. I don't want to leave your arms. Ever.

"Aaralyn, go." Harry said again.

I squeezed him tighter. No.

"No." I refused. I squeezed Harry even tighter.

Harry laughed.

"Aaralyn, you have to go." Harry became serious while breaking our hug. 

"Then you come with me."

"I can't. I've got to take care of something. Go." Harry ordered.

"If I'm leaving, why don't you leave with me?" I bit my lip. My stomach flipped and I think Harry may have seen that. He stepped towards me and kissed my forehead while wrapping his arms around me again. "I'll be okay. You've got to go, Aaralyn." I shook my head violently.

"Nick." Harry said.

Nick came over and peeled me off of Harry.

"Harry, no." I escaped Nick's grasp.

I grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him towards me. I gripped his arm like my life depended on it. 

"Aaralyn." Harry shook his head. "You need to leave." Harry nodded at Nick. Nick came over and tried to remove me from Harry but I refused.


Harry sighed. "Put her on that." Harry pointed to an enclosed ride. I shook my head as Nick pulled me along with him to the ride. I turned back to see Harry throw a punch at one of the men. 

Just as I was about to yell Harry's name, I was forced into an amusement ride. 

After the ride ended, Nick and I walked to the spot where we had left Harry. We found Harry leaning against the side of a consession stand with bloody knuckles. He didn't look like he was hurt, more satisfied. 

"Harry!" I yelled. I wasn't too happy with his decision to make me ride an unsatisfing amusement ride. I jogged to Harry and punched him harshly in the arm. He rubbed the spot before I wrapped my arms around his torso, pulling him into me. 

"Hello to you to." Harry chuckled. 

"I hate you but I'm happy you're alright." I looked up at Harry. He was looking down at me with a look I haven't seen him wear before. He looked at me like we were about to kiss. 

I turned my head as I let out a long yawn. 

"C'mon." Harry walked me towards the fair exit after he thanked Nick. 

We pulled up in front of an unfamiliar apartment complex. We got out of Harry's truck and walked up stairs while Harry knagged about me not listening to him about staying in the truck. We got to Harry's apartment and went inside. I was lead down a small hall that lead to a sitting room and an open bedroom door. 

Harry walked away while he kicked off his white chucks in the corner of the room.

"You take the bed." Harry insisted. I shook my head. "No, Harry. The couch is fine, but thank you." I refused. "Aaralyn." Harry stepped foward, pushing me against the wall. "Harry." I said annoyed. "The bed is yours to sleep in, unless you want something else." Harry winked. 

He grabbed my wrist and brought me into his bedroom. Harry walked us to his dresser, fumbled with the many drawers, and pulled out a few items. He placed the two items on the bed. Harry pointed to a closed door. 

"That's the bathroom. There's towels in there if you would like a shower." Harry smirked at me. He walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. I picked up the clothes and walked into the bathroom. There was a shower, toilet, and a sink in the small tan bathroom. I stripped away my clothes and stepped into the shower. 

When I got out of the shower, wearing Harry's boxers and tshirt that hung around my thighs. The boxers were rather large on me. I pulled my hair back in a pony tail and opened Harry's bedroom door. I peeked through the doorway to find Harry laying on the couch. There was a blanket draped over him, and his arms were tucked under his head. Harry looked at me and smiled. He climbed  off the couch and stolled towards me in nothing but his boxers. I cowered beneath his height. He scanned my body with his eyes several times. 

"My clothes look better on you." Harry said. 

Harry forced us into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. I grew nervous because of his actions. He stepped closer to me. Harry's fingertips found the hem of my shirt and gently tugged it. He began to slide the shirt up before I swatted his hands away. Harry frowned. He turned and walked into his living room. I quickly grabbed his arm, tugging him back. He smiled and guided me back into his bedroom. Harry went to grab my waist when I stepped back. 

"I don't want to... I want the couch." I said quickly. I turned and walked to the living room, climbing on the couch. Harry came in shortly after me. I looked up at him as he bent down to whisper something in my ear. 

"No, baby." Harry put a arm on my back and the other under my knees. He lifted me up and walked into his room, I wrapped my arms around his neck. 

"Harry." I said annoyed. Harry gently laid me on his bed. He went to pull away but stopped when he noticed my arms were still hooked around his neck. Oddly enough, I want you to stay. 

"No, stay." I whispered. Harry didn't protest. He climbed onto the bed and pulled the duvet over us. 

"Goodnight, Aaralyn." Harry whispered while hooking an arm around my waist.

"Goodnight, Harry." I whispered back.

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