Don't Cry

17 year old Kimberly's life was going perfectly ever since the day she was born but when new kid Harry Styles comes into her life, he makes it even better but he also makes it worse.

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11. Sharing the Past

KIMBERLEY'S P.O.V

The magic of Harry's kiss was rushing through my veins like it did the first time. I knew I was loved. Suddenly the thought hit me like a tonne of bricks! Where do we go? I quickly ended mine and Harry's kiss.

"Harry, where are we going to go?", I looked up at him with a worried face.

"Don't worry, Kim. There's this hotel I saw on the way here while I was moving. I can pay for the room. I've been saving up a lot of money for a place to live.", He replied. Did he seriously think he was paying by himself? I don't think so!

"You don't have to pay all of it! I'll get a job. I can help.", I said to Harry.

"No, babe it's fine. I don't want to put you through any more trouble."

"Trouble? you haven't done a thing but make my life better and... wait, babe? You called me babe? Does this mean? We're officially a couple?", I asked with a small smile coming onto my face.

"Well, duh! I said I love you. I want to be with you. Your amazing.", He said the last part quietly but I still heard it and pulled him into a massive hug.

"Lets go. We need to get there by 6:00", Harry said.

* AT THE HOTEL *

We were there. Our chance for a fresh start. I know that we just started dating but I'm sure he's ' The One '. By the time we got all unpacked and settled it was about 10:00 at night! I know right!

"Kimberley?", He asked

"Yeah?"

"Why did you get kicked out?"

I paused then sat on the bed cross-legged and patted the spot next to me to tell Harry to sit next to me.

"When my mum said leave, I thought that it was because I was with you the other night but I think it's because... I look a lot like my dad and he died about 10 years ago and ever since she has treated me differently. Not Kyson or Kayla but Kyson has brown hair and blue eyes and Kayla has blonde hair and blue eyes. The spitting image of mum but me... Brown hair and green eyes. Just like my dad.", I answered while looking at the bed. I couldn't let Harry see my face with this level of sadness showing on my face. I felt Harry nod.

"What about you?", I asked quietly.

Harry looked up at me and started to talk.

"I honestly have no idea. I guess my mum doesn't like me seeing girls in secret."

I nodded.

"Kimberley, we have nothing to worry about anymore", Harry said to me and I felt his warm hands touch mine. We lay down and put on a film and before we knew it we were fast asleep.  I felt safe. With him.          

  

  

 

 

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