Help me lose my mind (Harry Styles)

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  • Published: 17 Jan 2014
  • Updated: 25 Feb 2014
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Vera Steele has called Broadmoor criminal lunatic asylum her home for the last year. Things in Vera's simple life change when Harry Styles a skinner of women gets admitted to her block."Talk to me and watch me crumble you will see me come undone faithfully I will look over there I’ll find what you’ve become"


14. Chapter 13.


He got the letter today. He was going to war. Most daughters would fear for their fathers but I guess I am not most daughters. After packing what I could into one suitcase Aunt Sally would come and fetch me. He tries to kisses me before he goes and I slap his across the face.

“Don’t you dare” I hiss. He just backs away and leaves me in the living room.

Sally turns up not ten minutes after.

“Come on, lets get your things in the car” She sweetly smiled.


Sally was always sweet to me. She was like the mother I never had. That was until she found out what Philip was doing to me. I never asked if she turned into this giant bitch because she was embarrassed. Embarrassed because her husband was using me for sex and not her. Embarrassed because she saw it with her own eyes. Maybe she even blamed me for it. I guess I will never find out now. I hadn’t seen her in about seven months. Even in the few months she did visit she was like the devil I will still miss her. I will always remember how sweet she was not the asshole she turned into.  


“Babe I am so sorry” Harry whispers.



“Why haven’t you kissed my lips yet?” I feel like a child for asking but I have to know.

“I don’t want to push myself on you” His answer is fast so I know he has thought about it. I just wish he would push.

“Why, do you like not want to?” my feelings are hurt.

“I want to ok trust me. But I won’t I don’t want you to think I am like him”

What? He refuses to kiss me properly because of Philip? I knew I should have made up some bullshit.

“You think I am weak” I accuse.

“No Vera no. I think you are a lot of things but weak is not one of them” he assures.

“Is it because I am tainted, not pure or whatever?”

“No I just don’t want to freak you out ok” Harry raises his voice a little.

“Well maybe I wanna be freaked out ok” Great we are arguing in the lounge. But nobody stares, not that I care anyway.

“Why do you always push?” Harry mumbles.

“Why do you always pull?” I know it sounds silly but to me it makes sense.

“Because if I push I wont ever see you again” Harry yells. Now people stare. So we go from arguing about kissing to actually talking about his release. I will not drop it though his freedom is too important for me to just give up on. Where the fuck is Theo when I need her?

“Push away ok, I want to be pushed,” I yell back

“Why are you so difficult?”

Tom and Steph step towards us. They are obviously uncomfortable at the way this is heading.

I can’t do this. The last thing I want to do is fight. I have spent years fighting and I will not do it with Harry. I close the gap between us and stand in my tiptoes. I still only reach his nose but it is better that before. Harry brings his face down so we are eye to eye.

“Stop being a fucker and kiss me already” I command. Harry obliges. His lips are soft and full against mine. He gently slides his tongue across my bottom lip and I open my mouth for him to slowly press tongue inside. I am the one to break the kiss.

“Thank you” I whisper against his cheek.


Later that day Steph hands me a letter. I never get letters hell after the poster incident I am not even allowed paper.


Vera Dear,

I am so sorry but I had to rush off. My granddaughter is very sick so I have to go to London to be with my family. I love you so much sweatheart.

All my love,

Theodora Donavan.


Oh so Theo’s Jesy is sick. Relief washes over me thank Christ. Here I was thinking the worst. At least Theo is safe. But she miss spelt sweetheart unless she actually meant sweat. I lift my arm and sniff.

“Hey Steph” I call out.

“Yeah what is up?”

What is up? I giggle at him trying to be cool.

“Do I smell like bad?”

“Oh no Vera you always smell fine”

I will go with the crap spelling theory then.

“Ah Vera?”

“Yes Steph”

“The warden is out tonight so I was thinking maybe you might want to I don’t know spend so time with Harry tonight”

“Steph are you trying to set me up with a killer?” sarcasm evident in my voice.

“Oh you are right, you just seemed so comfortable with him I am sorry I should not have said anything” Steph turns away.

“No wait, it was a wonderful idea”


I enter Harry’s cell and he is asleep already.

“You wanna get beat up?” I say in the most manly voice is can manage. I can’t keep it up and burst into laughter. It startles Harry and he sits up.

“Vera?” he asks. Will he do that every time I come to see him?

“No shit head it is Jesus again,” Harry laughs.

“So we have like two hours or something to hang out, what do you want to do?” I ask

“What?” harry asks confused.

“Oh the warden is out so Steph set it up so we can be together for a bit. Did Tom not say?”

Harry shakes his head.

“Well surprise” I smile.

Harry leans in and kisses me on the forehead.

“So we are back to this?” I ask.

Harry corrects himself by tilting my chin and placing a small soft kiss on my lips.

“You smell like flowers” Harry comments. And then it reminds me.

“Theo sent me a letter”

Harry nods and leaves a trail of kisses from my cheek down to my ear.

“She is in London because Jesy is sick”

“Mmhmm” Harry keeps trailing more kisses from my ear down to my collarbone. I yawn and Harry stops.

“You are tired”

“Well done” and I yawn again. Harry pulls back the covers and lies back down. I climb in next to him and rest my head on his chest. I can hear his heartbeat as he breaths. Harry starts to hum an unfamiliar tune. It is soft and I want to talk to him but I am struggling to fight back sleep.

“I love you” Harry whispers.



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