Back For You (Harry Styles)

{BOOK 1- COMPLETE} Meet Amabel Walker, the girl who kept everyone else out, who put up walls to protect herself from another accident, like the one that caused her hideous scar on her neck. She’s bitter and doesn’t let anyone in, but that soon changes.

Now, meet Harry Styles. Worldwide boy band hottie. Slighly cocky, but charming and sweet when he needs to be. He’s caring, and wants to help Amabel get back to being her normal, carefree, silly and loving self. Can he get under her skin and make her come out of her dark shell?



31. Chapter 31

Chapter 31

*5 months later*

It was really hot outside. It was June, and I was on the beach. Down in the water were five boys, but the one with curly hair caught my attention over the rest. I smiled at them tackling each other and cussing, and then laid back down on my towel.

We were at Liam’s beach house. His family obviously could afford one, and for the start of summer he invited us for a week or two. Danielle and Eleanor were here, too. It was really nice not being the only girl in the equation. Sam is here, too. Sometimes you just need someone who understands how terrible your period really is. When I complain when it’s that time of month, the boys cower away like I’m carrying polio.

I had kept in contact with Andy, and it was amazing having him as a close friend again.

Suddenly a dripping wet Harry was straddling my lap, the freezing water getting all over me.

“Harry!” I screamed and tried to throw him off me, but he was way too strong. His long fingers tickled my sides, and tears formed in my eyes as I struggled for breath. “Get, off, me!” I gasped, and eventually he did and pulled me to my feet. He was laughing too, his dimples prominent. I poked one, and he brushed his curls out of his face since they were sticking to his skin. “I hate you.” I smacked his arm and turned away.

“Don’t lie babe,” He teased, and threw me over his shoulder.

“Harry!” I protested, but there was a smile on my face. Harry didn’t even flinch when I kicked and pounded fists onto his back. He just laughed and led us to the water. “No! Harry, please!”

“It isn’t that bad, Amabel.” He scoffed.

“But it’s cold!” I protested.

“Come on, Amabel! Don’t be a baby!” Zayn yelled from the water. He was going to die.

Harry threw me in the water, and it was freezing. Harry and the boys just laughed at me. I sputtered and stood up. The water came up to my mid thighs. “I’m going to kill you!” I ran after Harry, but he tipped his head back laughing. I lunged for him, but missed. Instead, he stepped out of the way, but caught me by the waist before I hit the water.

He twirled me around a couple of times before setting me on my feet and spun me so I faced him. I tried to hide my smile as he grinned at me, but I failed. Instead, I stood on the balls of my feet and kissed him. I snaked my arms around his neck while he held my waist.

“EW! GROSS! NO PDA!” Louis screeched. Harry chuckled and pulled away. “Stop trying to make babies!”

“We’re not making babies, Lou.” I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

“Still, it’s gross.”

“You have a girlfriend!” Zayn said.

“At least I don’t try to make babies with Eleanor in public.” He crossed his arms and pouted.

Liam smacked him upside the head. “Idiot.”

“Let them kiss if they want to, Boo.” El chirped, who had joined us in the water, with Danielle on her heels. Louis’s blue eyes lit up when he saw El, and she kissed his cheek. Liam threw an arm over Danielle when she was at his side. They were both adorable couples.

Harry gave Louis a smug look. “See? El thinks it’s okay! I think I love her more than you!”

Louis’s eyes went wide. “What Haz?” He faked a hurt expression and buried his face in Eleanor’s shoulder and cried fake tears. The other boys and I laughed; they were always having these dramatic conversations.

“You know I’m kidding, Lou.” He placed a hand on Louis’s shoulder.

Louis perked up immediately. “I know, Hazza Bear. We love each other too much!”

I rolled my eyes again. “Did you wanna go tan?” I asked EL and Dani, who nodded and followed me out of the water and to the sand, where we laid out on towels. Sam joined us a few minutes later, wearing an electric blue bikini. She looked amazing.

And I wasn’t the only one who noticed. Niall saw her as soon as she walked out, and he didn’t stop staring when she placed herself next to me.

“I think someone likes you.” giggled Eleanor.

Sam blushed immensely. “What? No.” She shook her head, her black hair falling behind her shoulders.

“It’s so obvious.” I said.

“You think?” smiled Sam.

“Duh!” Danielle groaned, and rolled over on her back. “You drive him nuts.”

“Do you like him?” El asked.

Sam bit her lip and nodded, making El, Dani and I scream. The boys looked in our direction. “Sorry! It’s nothing!” I yelled to them, and they looked away.

“Ask him out!” the curly-haired brunette girl said.

“I don’t know if that’s a good-“

“It’s a great idea.” I interrupted her.

Sam ran her hands through her hair. “When should I do it?”

I was a little taken aback. I didn’t think she would agree so easily. She was kind of the person that wasn’t exactly straight-forward. “You’re going to do it?”

She shrugged. “Why not? Yolo!”

I widened my eyes and smiled. “You did not just use Yolo.”

“Yup.” She popped the ‘p’.

“When are you going to do it?”

“Tonight, I guess,” she pondered it. “I’m nervous.”

“Don’t be!” I grinned and flipped over to my back, taking a deep breath. It was so amazing here; it wasn’t going to be easy leaving. I had my boyfriend and my seven best friends here. What more could I ask for? We didn’t really have an official date that we were leaving. Liam said anytime we wanted. If only he knew my answer would be never.

“Have you slept with Harry yet?” Danielle asked suddenly.

“Wh-What?” I stuttered.

“Have you, you know…?”

“No!” I almost shrieked. “That’s none of your business anyway!”

“Just curious is, all.” She muttered.

I lay back down, Danielle’s words echoing in my head. I hadn’t even thought of Harry and me sleeping together at all. Yes, I loved him and he loved me, but that was the last thought running through my mind. Did he want to sleep with me? It didn’t seem like it. Whenever we were kissing, we both stopped before it went too far. However, there had been occasions were my shirt wasn’t exactly…on.

“Should I sleep with him?” I asked out of the blue.

The girls looked at me. “Not if you’re not ready,” Sam replied. “Harry loves you, and I don’t think he’ll force you to do something like that.”

I thought about that. I knew Harry wouldn’t do that. “Yeah…thanks Sam.” I smiled at her.


The day flew by. In the blink of an eye the sun was setting and Louis was screaming that he needed a beer.

“Should I be scared?” I whispered to Harry. We sat in lawn chairs in front of a small bonfire. Eleanor sat in Louis’s lap, and Danielle in Liam’s. Next to Sam sat Niall, and they kept stealing looks at each other. It was cute. 

Harry took a deep breath. “He gets pretty insane when he’s drunk. But we don’t stop him though.”

“Why not?”

“He learns his lesson in the morning. His hangovers are the worst. You think he wouldn’t get drunk as often as he does.”

I laughed. “That sounds like Louis.”

“Zayn is pretty bad, too. Liam is the only one that isn’t completely drunk by midnight. He only has a few.” Harry continued and played with my hair.

“Niall?” I wondered.

“Well, he is Irish.” He pointed out.

“True.” I smiled.

“Oi! Haz, Am! You want one?” Zayn yelled from the cooler Louis had dragged out.

“Sure.” I said, and Harry asked for one too.

El, Sam, Dani and the boys were all seated around the fire with beers in their hands. The sun was setting, giving the water an orange and pink reflection. It truly felt like paradise. I breathed in deeply and got comfortable. I shifted my weight, but stopped moving when Harry squeaked in pain.

“Oh sorry, babe,” I apologized when I realized where my hand was. “I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s fine.” He croaked and forced a smile. I decided to get up, and as soon as I did, Harry’s hand flew to his crotch, and he winced. I laughed and went to sit next to Zayn.

“What’d you do to him?” he chuckled.

“I hurt his balls.” I told him simply as I sipped my beer.

Zayn burst out laughing. “You don’t seem sorry.”

I shrugged and grinned from ear to ear. “It was quite funny.”

“I’ll give you that one.” He smiled. Just then Niall stood up from where he was sitting, and Sam followed him. They were holding hands as they ran up to the house together. Sam was going to do it! She was going to ask him out! I was so proud of her. “What’re they up to?”

“It’s none of your business.” I said smugly.


I was drunk. In two hours, I had downed seven beers. Niall and Zayn had six, Louis had seven as well. Sam and Niall hadn’t come back from the beach house. Eleanor, Danielle, Liam and Harry were the only ones sober. It seemed a little strange that Harry was sober, since he was always drunk when we left a party. I could see that Eleanor was sober because she had to take care of Louis. Danielle and Liam were snuggled up under a blanket laughing at something Louis had said. El just sat there with an amused expression on her face. I was now sitting by Harry again, who had an arm over my shoulder.

“You’re pretty.” I giggled and poked Harry’s dimple.

“And you’re drunk.” He laughed.

I gasped dramatically. “I am not!” And then I burst out laughing. “Okay, maybe a little.”

“Try a lot.”

I sighed and started playing with his hair. “I love your hair.”

He stifled a laugh. “Thanks, baby.”

I kissed his neck. “You’re welcome.” I breathed, and continued to shower soft kisses on Harry’s neck.

“Amabel, just go to sleep.”

“Can we go inside? I’so tired.” I slurred, and opened my arms up so Harry could carry me.

“Sure.” He laughed, and picked me up bridal style. “I’m takin’ her in.” He told Eleanor, Liam and Danielle, who nodded. He turned to me. “Let’s go.”

“I don’t wannaaaaaa!” I screamed, and hooked my hands around his neck. He laughed, and I kissed his neck.

“Amabel.” He said harshly, and even though I was drunk, I saw his green eyes darken. They were almost black. I clamped my mouth shut until we got inside.

“Harry’s gonna take me to bed,” I giggled, and buried my face in his neck.

“That’s right.” He chuckled as he carried me up the stairs and into the bedroom, where he lay me down on the bed. He kissed my forehead and stood to leave, but I grabbed his wrist and pulled him on the bed.

“Stay?” I asked seductively, and straddling his lap. I didn’t wait for answer; I kissed him and tangled my fingers in his hair. He moaned and cupped my thighs. Even if I wasn’t thinking clearly, I knew I was ready.

I trusted him. More than anyone, and I knew that he wanted this too. My fingers played with the hem of his shirt, and he helped me pull it off. Our lips moved never broke contact as I pulled my shirt off too. The room smelled like him and a little bit of beer. Suddenly, Harry stopped kissing me. He grabbed me by my shoulders and pushed me off him. My eyebrows came together in confusion.

“What’s wrong?” I slurred, but I wasn’t as drunk anymore. Harry’s sudden action snapped me out of wherever I was.

“I can’t do this. Not when you’re drunk.” He explained nervously, and ran a hand through his curls.

I felt tears well up in my eyes. “You-You don’t want to?” Ouch.

“No baby, I do. I just can’t do this now.” He pulled on his shirt and left the room, leaving me by myself. A tear fell from my eye, and another, and another.

Harry didn’t want me. That was probably the most embarrassing thing ever. With two rivers flowing down my cheeks, I laid my head on the pillow, and fell asleep instantly, the alcohol taking over my body. 

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