Stuck with Styles

Bailey is bullied in school, her best friend moved and her mum is barley home. Her grades aren’t the greatest and her new group buddy is the cool, popular, senior guy that she can’t stand. She feels like life is a nightmare for her. When you feel like that, then what do you do? Bailey runs away, she is running away without contacting anybody and telling where she gone. But something goes wrong in her plan of running away alone, because someone follows her, and he refuses to let her leave. But what happens when you by an accident end up in Caribbean without money, food and any way to get in contact with people who might be able to help. What will happen to Bailys personality? Will she start to open up and let people in? What will happen when she gets stuck with Styles?


16. I love you.

He looked at me and I met his eyes, those warming green eyes that I somehow liked a bit more than any other green eyes. I couldn’t get a word out and I looked to right to get away from his eye catch.
-Harry, you wouldn’t understand I-
-Try me out Bailey! You might get surprised.
There were no doubt he actually did want to know what was going on in my head, but I couldn’t tell I wasn’t even sure myself, I don’t know what happened or why it did, it just did.
-Harry please don’t-
I stopped myself and I bend down about to puke.
-Listing Bailey, we’ll find a place to stay for the night okay and then you will go get some sleep!
-No! I am perfectly okay!
He rolled his eyes and lifted me up; my legs were to done to fight so when I tried to fight against him I looked pathetic and when I got tired of looking like that I took a deep breath and gave in. For a moment I just felt his arms hold around my waist and I must confess I quite liked it then I blacked out.
________________________________________________________________________________ I woke up in a bed and it sure wasn’t my own.  I licked my lips and felt the sour taste of alcohol getting back in my mouth. ‘Ew’ I whispered to myself, what a disgusting taste, and now I look back at it in the small sceneries I remember I couldn’t really regret anything more, that should then might be falling in love with harry but nobody knew that and this, people saw me! God dammit!
I looked around and in somehow I didn’t take the time to realize someone lying next to me.
I looked down and saw the most beautiful curls and I was being wrong, those curls belonged to Harry.
My breath was deep and I laid down next to him, we laid pretty long away from each other so I pulled myself a little closer and as Harry moved I thought fuck to myself and were just about to get up and away from the bed and him.
I could leave him behind! Let him run his own marathon and I could go do something… something else… But as unexpected as he would follow me he laid his arm around me, pulled me closer and mumbled something I couldn’t understand.
I whispered into his ear and he mumbled this this I could hear a yeah.
-Are you sleeping?
He turned around so I could see his face, still holding his arm around me.
-Not anymore
His eyes were half open I'm not sure if he saw something in my eyes or anything because he got up and sat down right next to me.
-You can tell me what’s wrong, you know that right?
-Do you mind?!
I yelled at him and he removed his had from my back and looked down. Mumbling something madly back at me.
I don’t get you Bailey Everton, I really don’t, and you want me to stop, stop doing what? Being nice? Care for you? Is that what you want?!
-Harry you don’t understand it it’s-
-Nothing right? Just like you always say. It’s nothing or it doesn’t matter, am I right?  
-I don’t care then Bailey!
He got up, he seemed so mad and my face turned to face the floor. I could slowly feel a tear pressing against and I let it get out.
-H-Ha-Harry, I’m sorry but.
I tried to look at him and my voice got all raspy and I stuttered and he turned around.
-Bay are you crying?!
-No, I just got something in my eye.
And just as I finished my sentence I broke down.
-I’m sorry Bay; I didn’t mean to make you cry!
I wanted to tell him it wasn’t his fault but I couldn’t get one single word out.  He wrapped his arms around me once again and pulled me tight and I could feel his breath on my forehead as he lifted my chin up and looked at me.
-I would never make you cry, I’m so sorry Bailey.
I just sat there all quiet feeling Harry’s shirt get wet from my tears.
-Can you please tell me what’s wrong? I’m begging you.
I took a deep breath and told him, not direct but I told him.
-I feel in love with a guy.
-And why does that makes you sad?
-Because he has girlfriend and she’s so beautiful and he would never love me, I'm lucky if he wants to stay my friend.
-Did you ever think about he might felt the same way about you?
-No, I’m not his type, I’m a loner, I'm not the most beautiful girl in the world and I don’t fit into his world.
He seemed to understand who I was talking about as he lifted my chin once again and met my eyes.
-Maybe he believes he doesn’t fit in your world?
His warming green eyes started into mine and he slowly moved his lips towards mine and they made a gently touch, this time I kissed back, the kiss turned more passionate and his tongue asked for entrance and I let him in. His hand went from my back to my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck and a moment after we lay down in the bed, me on top of Harry.
-Harry wait.
I pulled back.
He asked me looked confused at me.
-I don’t want to be just another girl, a girl Harry Styles were together with on a vacation.
-You’re not just a girl, you are the only girl.
I smiled at him as he kissed my forehead and I laid my head on his chest.
I didn’t know what it meant but I know I never felt this way before, now I just had to hope harry didn’t either. 

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