Don't (Harry Styles fan fiction)

When Eleanor introduces Clara and Isabelle to One Direction at a party, Harry suddenly becomes interested in Clara, as she ignores him and doesn't pay much interest into him. Clara's life is very jumbled and has only been good for the past year, with her best friend Isabella. They lived in an abusive home and saved themselves, landing jobs in business in the city and living there. But once their company gets shut down and they are left jobless, Harry offers Clara a job she just can't refuse. When Clara takes the job she slowly finds out that Harry is a genuine person and finds herself liking him.

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29. Just One More Day

Clara's POV;

One more day. Just one more, and I'll finally be out of this place.

"Anything special you want to do today?" Harry asks me as I hand him his paper cup of water. I think. There is one thing. I nod and he gives me a little smile. "What is it?"

"Come." He put his paper cup down, because we sold everything. The house was literally empty and all we had were the beds out and the couch, because the person who bought our apartment bought it with some of the furniture. We walked into my bath room which was pretty spacious and I put down the lid of the toilet and gestured for him to sit. I opened one of the draws and pulled out some scissors and placed them on the sink. "I'll be right back." I smiled quickly and went into my room and changed into a singlet top I was going to wear tomorrow and put it on quickly. I walked back into the bathroom and let down my hair.

"Wait, Clara, what are you doing?" He asked hastily. I didn't answer him, only laughed. "Clara, don't." He said as I picked up the scissors and sectioned my hair. "Wait! I'll take you to the hair dressers!" I cut off about 5 inches then looked at him.

"Don't freak out." I said. "I cut my own hair all the time!" I smiled.

"Let me take you to the hair dresser."

"I'm fine, I don't like when the hair dressers cut my hair." I replied. "Sit." He sat back down and I continued cutting as we talked. "Done!" I smile at myself in the mirror, slightly proud. I cut my hair so it was about 3 inches under my collar bone. I turned around to him.

"It looks amazing. You look great. Shorter hair suits you." He smiled at me and stood up.

"Don't leave your spot or the hair will go everywhere. Wait." I laughed as he got up. I pulled out the vacuum and vacuumed the hair that fell to the floor. After I was done cleaning I held out a hand for Harry and he took it. We walked back to the couches and sat down.

"Seriously, you cut your own hair so well. From now on you can cut my hair as well." He smiled at me.

"Of course." I said in a joking manner.

"There's some things I want you to know." He said, I turned around a little and held his hand in my lap. They were so big compared to mine.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Now that you're coming to be my PA, I'm going to take care of you from now on. You know that right?" He asked searching my eyes for something. Someone taking care of me? That would be a change, but I was very fine on my own.

"You don't need t-"

"You're my responsibility from now on. No arguments. I want to look after you. If anything happens or if you need anything you come to me first. Okay?" He smiled warmly and I smiled back.

"Harry, you've already done so much for me and I don't know how I'm going to thank you, but it's fine I've looked after myself for 19 years, I'm very capable." I said.

"I know you are. But like you said, you've looked after yourself for 19 years. And I want to. Even if you object I'm going to be there. Hey. Are you ticklish?" He asked. The conversation took a completely different turn. I shook my head. I lied though. Yes I was ticklish but he didn't need to know that so he could hold it over my head. "Really? Cause I think you're lying." He smirked and he moved a little so he was taller than me while we sat and gently pushed me down on the couch and began to tickle my sides. I began to giggle. I tried squirming out of his hold but I couldn't. He kept tickling me and I kept giggling until he let go. He leaned down and put his forehead to mine. His eyes were closed. "I want to kiss you." He whispered. My eyes were open and I was looking at him, but his were still closed. He then opened them slowly and looked into my eyes. My heart started beating so fast.

"Patience." I said. Just one more day. Prove to me that you can wait. He sat up and pulled me up with him.

"Oh, crap!" He said loudly.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I completely forgot, we have one more event to attend tonight. It's like a little party sort of. It's going to be formal. Come with me? Please." He smiled sweetly and hopefully. I nodded.

"I'd love to." I smiled back.

"Great!" He said excitedly. "I know Liam was going to ask Isabelle. So now we can all be together." He smiled. His dimples were showing, they were so cute. I leaned in and kissed them both. When I pulled away his cheeks were turning a dark pink.

"Your dimples. They're cute." I said in a small voice and looked away blushing as well. He placed both his hands on either side of my face and gently guided my face to meet his.

"You're really making this hard for me." He said quietly.

"Making what hard?" I asked.

"For me not to kiss you." His eyes didn't leave mine. For the first time in my life, I felt like I needed to hug someone. For someone to hug me back and to feel something. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pushed him down to the couch. I felt like I needed him. I hid my face in his neck and felt his arms wrap around my waist and felt him hold me tightly. The atmosphere changed around us. It felt warm, intense and even slightly loving. Realisation hit me. I got up and looked down at him.

"I don't have anything to wear for tonight! And I have no idea which luggage I put my dresses and stuff in." I sigh sadly.

"Don't worry. We'll go buy one." He said. I looked at him and frowned.

"No." I said firmly.

"Yes. Or I'll take you in what you're dressed in now." He said with a cheeky smile.

"But it's formal. I can't." I said again.

"Okay we can go buy one then." He smiled.

"Harry, I have an idea." I said. "You stay here, order a pizza and I'll quickly run down to a shop close by here and pick something up."

"Why can't I come?" He asked with a pout.

"Do I have to remind you of who you are?" I smiled. He sighed.

"Fine. But be quick. I'm giving you 40 minutes. If you're not back by then I'll come find you." He said. I exhaled and laughed.

"Of course." I tied up my hair with the spare hair tie around my wrist and stood up. "Now, tell me in detail. How formal is this going to be?"

"Suit and tie. Long dresses." He said standing up with me.

"Okay. Long dress. Any colour you prefer?" I ask.

"Uhm.. Red." He looked at me and smirked. Red. The colour I was wearing the first time we met.

"Good colour choice." I smirked back. "Okay, I'll be back within 40 minutes. I'm leaving my keys here okay?" I said and moved to the breakfast bench and picked up my wallet. I walked to the door and Harry grabbed my arm and turned me around.

"I want to pay for it." He said.

"But Harry. Who will pay the good pizza delivery man when he gets here?" I gasped jokingly. He sighed.

"Fine. I'll only agree if you kiss me here." He pointed to his cheek. I stood up on my toes and he leaned down allowing me to kiss his cheek.

"I'll see you soon." I whispered and then left. I quickly went down the stairs and down two blocks to a cute little boutique store. I walked in and looked at everything red. Everything was so flashy, I wanted something simple but pretty. After looking around in the store for about 20 minutes I finally found what I was looking for. It was a squared neck, floor length red dress. I dreaded looking at the price and then I did. $60. Okay, this was great! Amazing price and it feels really nice! I picked out my size and walked over to the counter and placed the dress on the counter and pulled out my money. I walked out of the store and began walking back to the apartment. I had about 10 minutes left so I hurried a little.

Finally I knocked on the door and Harry opened it.

"Hey!" He sighed a sigh of relief and pulled me in for a hug. I hugged him back briefly and pulled away so I could look at him.

"What happened?" I asked. I knew something was wrong. I have great people skills.

"Nothing." He shook his head. "Oh! By the way, the pizza man is late." He said and I completely forgot about everything else.

"Okay, good. I'm going to have a quick shower and blow dry my hair. Okay?" I say.

"A quick shower? I don't believe that." He smirked.

"Well you should. I'll be out of the shower in ten minutes and I'll dry my hair in 10." I said and he nodded. I quickly went into my room and rummaged through my carry on bag and pulled out a black bra and black plain panties. I left the dress in my room and closed the door to my room. Not locking it, just in case. I quickly stripped of all my clothes and got into the shower, only conditioning it. I jumped out of the shower and checked the time. I've only been in for 6 minutes and I praise myself. I quickly dry myself and spray my vanilla body musk on, put on my bra and underwear. I tip my head forward and quickly towel dry it and turn on the hair dryer. Shit, I'll have to pack all this stuff away when I get back tonight. And God only knows what time I'll be back. I sigh. I kept drying my hair until it's all done. It took 15 minutes when I thought it'd take 10, but oh well. I finished my shower earlier than I thought so it should be fine. I walked back into my bed room and put on the loose shirt I was wearing before I cut my hair and a pair of dark blue jeans. I went into the living room and saw Harry paying the delivery man.
 

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