The New Kid.

He wasn't any other new kid. He had secrets. Secrets that had frightened me. He was mysterious. Almost scary. I saw his soft side. The side of him that I loved. And he wasn't like any other ordinary guy. "Im not going to let anyone hurt you." He was going to protect me. He was my protector. And I loved this terrifying man. Because he was Harry. Harry Styles.


20. Chapter Twenty

*Two Weeks later*
I finally got a job considering I was living by myself for a while. 
I work at Starbucks with Maya. 
I clean up at the employee room, since I am the only one at the store. 
I hear a door open. 
"We're closed, sorry!" I yell. I don't hear the door open again. 
I sigh and walk over.
"I'm sorry but we're closed." I say to the man in the black hoodie. 
He turns around not showing his face, just his hair.
I chuckle at my ridiculous thought. I decide to share it with him.
"I swear you remind me of my ex boyfriend I guess you could say. He died but everyone tells me to let go. I can't though." 
I say as I decide to say a longer sentence than I thought of saying. 
"Are you okay?" I ask, seeing the man still looking down.
"He isn't dead." He quietly says.
"Excuse me?" 
"He isn't dead." The man looks up.
His face looks exactly like Harry. 
My eyes widen. "Harry? That can't be you! You're.. Dead. I mean." I grab the bat from under the table. "Who are you and why are you trying to joke me or whatever? Because this isn't funny!" 
"Skylar, calm down. It's really me." 
"Then tell me something that nobody else knows!" 
"Sky we kind of.. Had sex with eachother before that fight." 
My eyes become bigger. 
"But I saw you die! I saw you fall over.." 
I stop my sentence. 
"I didn't die, Sky. I've been here. The whole time. I just didn't want to tell you yet. I just passed out for a while. I've been staying at Louis'." 
My anger increases. "So you decide to leave me hurt?! You decide to let me cry all day. Harry I was thinking about killing myself because I wanted to be with you." I scream to him. 
"Skylar, I'm sorry. I really am." I walk over to him. My body clings to his as I squeeze him. I remember I was still wearing his beanie.
"I needed to do that.." I say. 
"I see you're wearing my beanie?" He says smirking. 
"I wore one of your shirts or hats everyday. Just to remember you." I whisper. His lips smash into mine and I don't want to stop. Just feeling those plump, soft lips make me desperate for more of the kisses.
He finally pulls away. "I've missed you so much." I whisper to him. 
"Can we talk at your place?" I ask. 
"Sure babe." 
I lock up the store and walk out to Harry's car climbing inside. 
We lay on Harry's bed, our hands in the air as they're connected. 
I sit up. "I always felt like you were beside me or nearby..." I say.
"Sky, Louis just lives like three houses down. I always came to check up." 
"I wish you told me earlier. I used to write, hoping you'd be beside me reading it." I say. 
"Really?" "What do you expect? How would you feel if someone you only cared about died in front of your eyes. But you didn't die. So..." 
"I'm here with you now, though." He says as he smiles. 
I lay back down as he wraps me into him chest. My hands rest onto his chest. 
I kiss him as I love our lips meeting.
I pull away. 
"So how are you going to tell people that you're actually alive?" I ask. 
"About that.. Emily, Louis, and I have planned it. And we just need you to agree." 
"What is it, Harry?" 
"We were thinking about moving.." 
"Because nobody will know that I 'died' and we just need to get out of town for a while." 
"But my mum.." "You can visit her right?" 
"I don't know, Harry." I say. 
"I'll think about it." I add. 
"Can we just sleep for awhile? I'm really tired." Harry asks me.
"I don't care go ahead." I say and he climbs into the blankets with me. 
My eyes meet outside as its very dark. 
He wants me to move? I mean, it wouldn't be so bad. I don't like my school.
And I would be with the only three people I care about. 
My mind wanders into the positive thoughts as I soon agree to moving with them. 
"Harry? You still awake?" I ask quietly.
"Yeah.." I could tell he was about asleep. 
I giggle at his sleepy voice. 
"I thought about the moving thing.. And I want to. When are we leaving?" 
"I think later tomorrow night." 
"Okay, night." "Night beautiful." Harry kisses my neck and his head lays on the pillow. 
I close my eyes and cuddle with Harry, as I finally got him back. 
I never wanted to let him go.
Sorry it's pretty bad and very short I might make the next one longer. Thanks for reading you lovely and beautiful people! Xx <33333333333


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