The new guy

"Oh that guy? He’s new. He hasn’t talked to anyone since he got here. Guess he’s shy. Oh shit he’s looking turn around." "You know what I heard? That he’s crazy. People say he talks to himself." "Maybe he’s not that bad you guys. I’m going to go talk to him." … "Hi, I’m Katie." He gave me a smile that sent shivers through my body. "Hi, I’m Harry"


11. Chapter 10

-2 weeks earlier-
"And in other news. A high school girl was found dead in an alley last night. Witnesses say that she came drunk out of a party and was seen walking alone."
The pictures flashed on the screen.
"It is thought that she was jumped in an alley near her house. We caution all parents to be more alert towards there children. Now to Ken for sports…."
I turned the tv off.
Not again, not another murder.
Zac was found to have been murdered instead of suicide. Apparently, the murderer tryed to cover it up by hanging him and making it look like suicide.
And now her. Jumped in an alley. I mean it could have just been some random gang, but it was too much of a coincidence.
I honestly didn’t feel that bad that she had died. I really wanted to, but deep inside, some weight lifted off my shoulders. I wouldn’t have to deal with Lydia’s stupid remarks anymore.
I didn’t have to deal with her ugly stares when Harry and I walked past her. Or her whispers in the bathroom when I walked in. Not anymore.
I turned towards the kitchen where Harry was cooking us dinner.
He had a look of shock and worry. He must have seen the news report.
He turned to look at me but didn’t say anything. He looked as if he wanted to comfort me in a way.
"Don’t, I’m okay."
I got up and walked to the kitchen when he looked back to what he was cooking.
I leaned against the counter, not saying anything.
"Dinners ready."
He served me and handed me the plate. We ate standing up in the kitchen and in silence.
I caught his stare at one point. He looked scared, angry, yet content.
A look I had only seen on him once before. 

Harry was walking me home from school when he suggested the scariest thing in the world.
"I should ask for your Dad’s permission to be your boyfriend."
"Haha, nice Styles. Thanks for the laugh."
"I’m being serious! It sounds cheesy but I’m…..old school."
"Come on, please can I ? I promise I’ll be a gentleman."
"Trust me, I’m not worried about that. You couldn’t be a jerk even if you tried REALLY hard."
He chuckled, “Than what worries you?”
"I don’t know, maybe I’m just over thinking it."
Hugged my waist tight.
"It’ll be fine I promise."
"Okay," I stood infront of him and spoke up again, "Let’s make a deal, I’ll let you meet my Dad, if you let me meet your Mom."
I thought I saw him tense up a bit, but he smiled at me.
"You’re on Payne."
I went back to stand next to him, and his arm instantly wrapped around my waist again.
On the way home, we cracked jokes and talked about the most random of things.
Harry had found a special place in my heart. Not only was he now my boyfriend, but he was like my bestfriend too. Yea I had Angela, but I had drifted away from her. Harry had taken her spot.
We were sitting on the couch, like usual, and watching tv when he got home.
I basically jumped off of Harry when my Dad walked in.
"He-Hello?" He turned towards us and raised an eyebrow.
My Dad had met Harry before, but only briefly. I wonder what he thought of us. A sweet innocent girl with a guy who had tons of tattoos and looked like he was in a gang.
"Ummmm….Dad, you remember Harry."
I hadn’t noticed, that Harry was standing up too and was already walking to my Dad.
"Nice to formally meet you sir. I’m Harry, Harry Styles."
He shook my Dad’s hand and I walked towards them.
"Nice to meet you too son. So…? He raised and eyebrow at us again.
Harry walked towards me, putting his arm around my back.
"Sir, I wanted to ask for your permission to date your daughter."
My Dad looked at me, and I nodded my head.
"Harry, I am literally surprised that you ask. The last one she dated, he never even introduced himself."
I sware I heard Harry growl a little when my Dad said ‘The last one’.
"I respect you for that," My Dad smiled at us, "I think I’m going to like this one."
We all laughed a little and he started to walk away.
"Don’t mind me, go back to what you were doing. Goodnight."
"Goodnight Sir."
"Night Daddy."
When my Dad was gone, Harry let out a big sigh.
"Well that went better than I expected!" I said, poking Harry’s ribs.
He turned to look at me in his loving way and kissed my forehead, a common way that he showed his affection towards me.
"I should go. You must be tired."
"Awe, do you have to leave ? It’s Saturday tomorrow! Plus I’m not tired I promise."
"Babe, I would love to stay, but I don’t think you’re Dad would like that."
I got on my tip toes and out ny lips near his.
"Well, maybe he doesn’t have to know."
Harry swallowed loudly.
"Okay." He finally said, with a grin on his face.


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