Stay With Me. [H.S.]

Amy Brooks. An 18 year old, and only child.
She lives with her parents in London and isn't really popular at school. Everyone hates her, that's the reason why she gets bullied.
Britney is one of the worst out of all the bullies who keeps spreading rumours around school about her and insults Amy until she cries herself to sleep. And Harry .. He's the biggest bully. He hurts people, judges people and just makes them feel the most hated people on earth. One day his mood turns around and goes from dark to bright when he starts to feel attracted to Amy. And her life only gets worse by what she hears from her parents.....

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43. Fourty-Three.

*HARRY'S P.O.V.*

I woke up because of my phone ringing. I first looked at the time and saw it was 8 am. I groaned and rubbed my eyes before answering the call.

"Hello?" I said and didn't even look who was calling.

"Hey, is this Harry I'm talking to?"

"Uhm.. Yeah.."

"Harry Styles?"

"Yes", I rolled my eyes, "who are you?"

"Oh, good. I'm sorry, I'm Mrs. Benson."

"Do I have to know you?" my morning mood getting to me.

"Yes, actually. Wait- no, I'm Amy's neighbour."

"Oh.. How did you get my phone number?"

"Amy's parents gave it to me.."

"Why won't you call Amy than? Why did they give you my number? They're not even her real parents, leave us alone!" I started to get mad and it wasn't just because of the time being 8am.

"What do you mean?"

"Amy isn't at her house because Drake and Veronica, her so called parents, aren't even her real parents" I groaned and saw Amy waking up too, probably because of how loud I started to talk.

This woman, Mrs. Benson, was pissing me off.

"Go back to sleep baby", I whispered to Amy. She nodded and closed her eyes again, turning her back to me.

She was so cute.

"I'm sorry again, Mr. Styles."

"It's alright, I guess.. But why exactly are you calling me?"

"Because they wanted to talk to you and they're scar-"

"Wait - wait.. They want to talk to me?"

"Yeah, do I have to-"

"I don't even want to see them anymore, let alone talk. They came to my house a few days ago and that Drake dude almost stepped into my house to hurt Amy" I said standing up as I raised my voice again. I walked downstairs so I wouldn't wake up Amy again.

"Oh.. I didn't know he was like that.."

"Well now you do. Please leave me alone now, I'm tired" I do need to work on my moods in the morning..

I'm a nice person, I swear.

"I'm sorry Mr. Styles."

"It's okay", I sighed, "sorry for my morning moods also."

The call ended so I put my phone in my pocket. I wanted to sleep again so bad, but I quickly took something to drink and went upstairs again.

Why did she even have to call this early, the fuck.

"Who and what was that?" Amy asked when I laid down on my bed again.

I did wake or kept her awake..

"Just someone and it was nothing, don't worry."

"Harold."

"Babe it was nothing, okay."

"Fine", she sighed, standing up.

"Where are you going?" I asked while she was walking out of my room.

"I'm going to shower!" I heard her say.

I smirked lightly and stood up also, making my way to the bathroom too.

I opened the door and walked in. Amy was already under the shower so she didn't know I was inside.

After a few minutes, she turned off the shower and opened the door.

"Harry?!" she screamed, almost falling.

I catched her just in time after my heart almost jumped out of my chest.

She could die or something! Fuck, I'm horrible!

"Fuck, I'm so sorry babe."

"Oh my god, Harry. Please wait for me next time.."

"Yes, ofcourse, I'm sorry", I pouted and gave her a long kiss.

I was too shocked and kept hugging her to realize she was still naked.

"Harry, you can let me go now. I'm fine" she chuckled.

I smirked again, looking down.

"Harold, don't."

I rolled my eyes and sighed deeply.

"I'll wait outside now for you" I said and walked out of the bathroom.

I was so happy I catched her.

I went to sit down on my bed again and took my laptop on my lap.

My parents were still on a vacation for their 20th anniversary

Amy came back in the room after 20 minutes.

"Hey, what are you doing?" she asked and fell down next to me on the bed.

She wrapped her leg around my waist as I held the laptop on my stomach.

"Just looking on Twitter."

"And?", "And what?"

"Do you have new followers?"

"A few yes. What took you so long in the bathroom?"

"My foot hurts."

"Is it because of scaring you?"

"I want to say no, but I think it is.."

"Do I have to look at it?" I asked worried and laid my laptop on the floor.

"No, it's fine. I can still walk on it."

"If it keeps hurting, please tell me. We need to go to the doctor than."

"Yes, daddy" Amy said - kissing me.

I chuckled and looked at her while she went out of the room again.

"I love you!" I screamed.

Amy said, and kissed me. I smiled, and looked to her while she walked dowstairs.

"I love you more!" she screamed back.

I smiled brightly and took my laptop again.

I'm fucking lucky.

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