Rylie is homeless. Has been all her life, to be exact. She lives in an alleyway next to a Starbucks, in a busy street of New York.
One day, someone kneels before her, wad of money in hand. That same boy ended up being her boyfriend.
He is her angel, her lifesaver.
*I own the characters. Anything about them that could appeal to you is coincidental! I don't own One Direction though!*


14. Chapter 13

Harry's P.O.V

          When I came out of the bathroom, the lump in the bed was gone, as in no one was there. My heart sped up and I quickly threw on a pair of Calvin's up my legs and gray sweats. I shook my curls and hurried out the room, her beautiful voice being heard along with Niall's.

          I made my way into the scene, Mc'Donalds in front of both of them. Rylie only had large fries and a small drink, when Niall had 2 burgers of some sort. I coughed and they averted their attention to me, Rylie blushing when we made eye contact and looking down. "Hey Harry." She whispered nervously. "Hello Harry! Rylie was hungry Paul brought us some Mc'Donalds!" Niall yelled, food in his mouth and spit beginning to dribble off his chin. Gross.

          I sighed and snuck up behind Rylie as Niall started to throw his trash awway. I pressed kisses to her neck, hair swept to one side. She hummed in appreciation, my hands snaking around her waist. Niall exited the room, leaving us two alone in the kitchen.
          "Baby, you had me worried. I didn't see you in bed when I came out." I whispered to her before sucking on her skin. She whimpered and put her ands over mine. "S-sorry."
I spun the stool for her to face me and I pressed my forehead to hers. "Don't be sorry. It's ok, really." I kissed her nose which made her giggle quietly.

          I smiled at her before nuzzling into her neck, lips placing kisses to the skin. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and my arms were around her neck. I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist, her chin resting on my shoulder.

          "Let's get you to bed, babe." I told her quietly.

Rylie's P.O.V

          As Harry carried me to the room, I felt really happy to have someone like Harry in my life. I was happy with my life now, happier than I could've ever been. He plaed me on the bed and turned the lamp off, then crawling into bed nect to me.

He pulledme into his chest and tangled our legs, then pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. "Goodnight." Was the last thing I heard before drifting into a deep sleep...

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