Teenage Dirtbag (not famous)

Diana has lived in many different homes. Her dad is in the army and they always have to from place to place. It's hard on Diana because she doesn't make many friends. All she wants to do is live a normal life...


24. Safe in his arms

A/N: Hey guys! I am going to be up late tonight because MIDNIGHT MEMORIES is coming out tomorrow!!!!! I'm so excited!

Ok I'm done talking. Hope you enjoy the update!(:


Harry's POV

Diana and I are heading back to my flat to get her things and mine as well. I think it would be best if we went to my flat in America. I hate that baster for hurting my baby.

I pulled up in my drive way and looked over at a sleeping Diana on my shoulder "We're here." I said softly. She didn't move. I touched her arm trying to wake her. She jumped and screamed.

"Don't hurt me." she said shaking

"I'm not going to hurt you love."

"Oh sorry, Harry. I still a little spooked." she said looking on at the ground. She looked at me and giggled.

"What?" I asked smiling.

"You don't have a shirt on still. I think you should stay like that." she said smirking. "Hey why are we at your penthouse?"

"We need to get our things. We're going to America for awhile just so things can die down. Is that ok with you, love?" I opening the door to my flat.

"As long as I'm with you, I don't care where we go." she said smiling.

We walked up to my room and she got her things and I did too.

It didn't really take us long to pack so once we were done, we laid down on my bed.

"How's your best mates?" Diana said breaking the silence.

"I haven't really talked to them since we came here." I said pulling her to me, which I regret because she groaned in pain. "Fuck! I'm so sorry Diana." she sat up and put her knees up to her chest and cried. "I'm so sorry baby. I didn't mean too." I said sitting next to her

"It's fine Harry. Really. I-I'm going to go shower." she said getting up

Diana's POV

I walked into the bathroom and quickly closed the door behind me. I took off Harry's shirt that he gave me and looked at myself in the mirror. I have cuts on my back, stomach, legs, arms, and chest. I pretty much have cuts and bruises all over my body. I also have a black eye. How am I going to get threw security tomorrow?

"Diana..." I heard Harry say on the other side of the door.

"Yeah?" I said quickly putting on his shirt again

"I thought you were going to shower?" he sounded really sad

"I was just about to."

"Don't lie. You have been in there for almost 10 minutes and you haven't even started the water." he said his voice cracking at the end.

I sat on the floor and started to cry. I'm hurting all over.

"Diana..." Harry said walking in. When he saw me, he came and sat down on the floor next to me. I could tell he was scared to touch me. I looked at him with tearing in my eyes.

I didn't care how much it hard, I sat on his lap, put either of my legs on each side of him, and put my arms around his neck. He hesitated but then carefully put his arms around me.

I feel so safe in his arms. Nothing can touch me. Harry stood up and carried me to his bed. He carefully laid me down and hovered over me. I looked into his eyes and smiled. He smiled and leaned down and kissed me passionately. The kiss got more passionately and I didn't want it end. Harry pulled away and pulled his shirt off of me. His soon came off as well. Let's just we had some fun(;


~After morning~


Diana's POV

I looked my eyes and saw Harry staring at me.

"Good morning, love." he smiled kissing my forehead.

"Good morning." I smiled back

"Are you ok?" he asked with full concern in his voice

"My cuts hurt really hurt." I said sitting up. I then realized that I didn't have any clothes on and they were on the floor.

"I'm sorry, baby." Harry said kissing my shoulder

"Its fine. What time do we need to leave?"

"We need to leave right now because our plane leaves in an hour." I nodded and we both got up to get ready.

I walked over to my bag and put on aztec leggings, one of Harry's black shirts, and combat boots. Putting on leggings is probably a bad idea but I don't care. I put my hair in French braid. I'm going to try and cover up my black eye, as much as I can, with my makeup.

Once I was done, I walked into the living room to find Harry on the sofa waiting on me.

"You ready?" He asked standing up

"Yep let's go!" I yelled and we ran out the door.

America here we come!


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