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.


14. Chapter 14


We walk into my flat and I sit on the couch, pulling her onto me.

"I want to be with you...forever." I tell her inbetween kisses.

"Harry, you need to prove that. You seemed like this last time and then all of a sudden it disappeared into dust. I can't keep getting hurt. It's not healthy for either of us." She tells me and gets off of my lap. I follow her into the kitchen and poor a glass of water.

"What can I do to prove it?" I try to sound kind and keep my anger to myself. Honestly, THIS is what is unhealthy about us. She gets mad then I break something. It's not good for our hearts or my bank account.

"Just prove it." She says and stands by the sink, ruffling her hair with her fingers.

"Damn it!" I slam the glass onto the counter, shattering the glass into hundreds of little pieces. Her eyes turn from angry to terrified. Oh no. No, no, no.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I just- I lost it. Please, Babe. Don't be afraid." I'm stupid and walk right onto the glass to get to her, but I don't care. It hurts like hell and goes straight through my socks, but I have to make sure she stays here. I wince in pain as I reach her. Her eyes are watering as she backs against the sink more and more.

"H-Harry your foot is going to be so infected if you don't get the glass out." She cries, her fear taking over her.

"Sh, Babe. I'm so sorry." I take her face in my hands and try to kiss away her tears. Her sniffling stops as I hop up on the counter over the sink and prepare to take my sock off.

"Babe, would you get the kit for me?" I ask, trying to get her away so she doesn't feel sick from the image this will show. She knods and walks away.

Little pieces of glass fall, it's not as bad as I thought. I put my big boy pants on and pull the pieces out. My eyes water from the pain as I hear her coming over. She almost steps in the glass.

"Careful!" I shout at her, arrousing her attention. She looks down before looking up again. She walks around it and comes over to me. "You should go into the other room." My voice cracks from trying to hide the pain. She shakes her head and helps me.

"Babe-" I begin.

"Harry, it's fine. My dad was a surgeon. I know what I'm doing, okay?" She says and gets the glass out, then wraps my foot in glass. The other foot doesn't have much, so she just uses two bandages. I kiss her after hopping off of the counter. We clean up the glass before sitting down to watch a movie. Instead, we just sit together.

"Thanks." I say as I rub circles on her wrist. She smiles and cuddles closer to me.

"Steph." I say, trying to get her attention. She turns to me and waits. "Don't let me go. I'm tired of feeling alone." I choke back tears.

"I'll never let you go." She whispers and crawls onto my lap. "Never." She repeats before kissing me. Our tongues fight for control as she gets closer to me. My hands go under her shirt as she takes mine off. Her fingers go up and down my arms as I hold her as close as possible. I lean back on the couch as she straddles me. Her hands trace my abs, but she stops and lays her head on my chest.

"Don't worry. Go to sleep." I tell her and pull the blanket over us, too lazy to go to the bedroom. She closes her eyes, remaining on top of me. I'm not complaining, I'm just stating.

"I love you." I whisper when I know she is asleep. I don't want to break her heart, I want to be the reason she smiles. I want to be the one to pick up the pieces of her broken heart and put it back together. I want to be the one she sees when she opens her eyes every morning. I want to be her everything. Not just a small part in her life. I want to be her life. I want her to be mine forever. No one else's. She's mine forever and always. I can't and won't let her go. Ever. She can't leave me now. I'm too wrapped up in her. It'd be impossible for me to forget everything she is. I don't want anyone else, only her.


There's your update. No, I'm fine. Don't worry. *curls up in a ball and cries in the corner* I'M JUST EMOTIONAL WHEN I WRITE, OKAY? GOT A PROBLEM? I didn't think so.....Love you guys.

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