Harry Styles Fanfiction-----Steph is nervous on her first day of college. She is leaving her wonderful boyfriend to fend for himself until they visit each other again. At WSU she meets Harry, a man with too many tattoos and piercings. But when they get to know each other they realize that they are completely different.


10. Chapter 10

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I push my hipster glasses to my face as I look at my computer screen. Ugh. Of course all of my friends are in relationships that are "on fire." My phone buzzes as I shuffle to my desk to pick it up. Of course it's Ashley, texting me about her awesome relationship. I roll my eyes before sliding my finger across the iPhone, my eyes scanning the full text.



I hate when people say 'u' so badly. It makes me want to rip off their fingers and tell them to get a grammar book. I'm a very calm person, just so you know.


"Yes, I did. Congratulations! I wish you the best."

I text in response. I sound like such a jerk with those words, but whatever. She only talks to me when she wants to show off her amazing life. She's got the money, the friends, and, unfortunately, the boyfriend.


Don't get to excited....

Of course she is offended. Great, just great.


I am! I'm just exhausted. I'm going to head to bed. Good night, Ashley.


I text before silencing my phone. She better leave it at that and walk away from this conversation. I decide to throw on some sweats and a hoodie, my usual casual attire. I pull my hair back and push my hipster glasses to my face yet again. My finger lazily scrolls through YouTube on my phone. I finished my homework, so now I have nothing to do.

My phone lights up, my eyes reading the screen. It was an unknown number.

"'Ello?" I say into the speaker. I hear a laugh at the other end of the line.

"Wow, you actually answered, Steph." I recognize the voice of Harry as he speaks.

"Harry, how-"

"Sh, let me speak. You never shut up." He snaps, as does a little piece of my heart.

"No!" A voice I don't recognizes objects. was my voice. "How dare you call me and say that shit!"

He sighs, hopefully in defeat. "Come open the freaking door before I force it open." He says exasperated. My eyes widen.

"W-what?" I run my hands through my hair, still frozen on my bed.

"I said, COME OPEN THE FREAKING DOOR." He shouts. I cringe before jumping up and running down the stairs. Harry's dark frame hovers near the door. I open it as the call ends. His hands run through his hair before he swiftly picks me up and brings me outside.

"Harry! I don't have shoes!" I shriek, thrashing to get back to the door. He walks back to the door and grabs my flipflops and walks down the sidewalk, still carrying me. I can feel his rapid heartbeat as he continues to walk. He says nothing, so I don't either. I go over my case in my mind. He will listen this time. I can say whatever I want without him ending a call. No way out this time. He walks for a few more minutes, I don't recognize my surroundings anymore. We're near a river. When did this get here? What am I talking about. When did any of this get here?!


He lets me down when we are at the edge of the dock, a boat is tied to it. He jumps on, helping me before taking my hand.

"We need to talk." He says, not as angrily as I thought.He turns on the boat and we pull away from the dock. He stops in the middle of the river. What is he doing? Murdering me?


"Relax, it's just a talk." He says before sitting down on the seat on the open part of the boat. I hesitantly sit down next to him. He seems surprised that he didn't have to force me.

"Okay. I'm going to talk, you're going to listen. Got it?" He says harshly before sitting criss-cross-applesauce in front of me. I mimic him so that we are a few feet away.

"I've been going through all this effort to get you happy, and all you do is lash out. I just told you not to move so fast. I don't know what this is. Hell, I don't know what life is. I want to make sure this isn't a mistake. You know? I don't want it to back fire on me. Okay? So don't get all emotional and all that sh-stuff." He corrects himself. I knod slowly.

"My turn." I say. We stay silent for a bit before I stand up, calm and collected, Steph. Calm and collected. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? You think I'm just your little toy that you can put on the top shelf and play with when you're tired of other ones? Well, take a hint, Harry. I'm not your freaking toy. If that's what I am, then this is nothing. Nothing at all." I scream. That was definantely calm and collected.

He is obviously shocked by my sudden episode just now. He looks at me before standing up and walking over to me.

"You're not a toy to me." He whispers so quietly that I move closer to hear. I start to let my guard down as he moves closer and closer to me. "You're everything." He says before pressing his lips to mine cautiously.

He pulls away and drives the boat back to the dock. I wait until he ties it to the dock before letting him help me out. We stand together on the dock. His fingers lace through mine as a smile forms on his perfect lips.

"You have no idea how much I've been craving to have your lips against mine." He whispers before stroking my cheek. His lips tease me, hovering right above mine. My breathing ceases as we move closer and slower. Before I know it, he pushes me off the dock. I grab his shirt and pull him down with me. I hit the cold water and swim to the surface. Harry shakes his head, his hair flying everywhere on his forehead. He swims over to me as I tred in the water.

"I hate you." I laugh before putting my arms around his neck. He smiles and shakes his head.

"I just can't get enough of you." He says as we remain in our spots. His arm latches onto the deck and he pulls me up out of the water. We are both dripping wet as we walk down the dock and back to the house. We laugh along the way at the state of our clothing before stopping in front of his car.

He kisses me before slowly backing away.

"Stay with me." He says, almost seductavely.

"I can't, Harry. School tomorrow, remember?"

"Please?" He pleads. I sigh in defeat.

"Fine. But I need clothes."

He smiles before I walk into the dorm room. I collect a simple outfit before running back outside and going to Harry's car. He opens and closes the door for me before he runs to the other side.


"Harry, we need to sleep." I tell him as I crawl between the covers."

"Fine." He groans before sliding in next to me. "I missed you so much." He tells me before drifting to sleep. I smile before closing my eyes and going to sleep as well.


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