Crazy Things (16+)

"I don't care what your Dad thinks of me, babe. Just come on!"
I hesitated, "Gosh, love makes us do crazy things."
I screamed as i jumped down from the window into Harry's arms.
"Let's go," Harry grasped my hand and lead me to his car.
"I've never done anything like this before. I'm scared."
"Trust me baby, We're only getting started."


21. Chapter 20 : Teenage Runaway

"You sleep too much," Harry slipped off the blanket.

I flinched, "It's too early!"

"Its 11:30, Emma," He giggled. He came and craddled me up by him, and kissed me cheek. I love how we had this cute relationship thingy. I've always wanted a boyfriend like this. Feeling him beside be gave me goosebumps. I loved it. I wanted him. I rolled up over him, kissing his lips rather unexpectedly. I kissed lower and lower till i got to the zipper of his pants.

"Didnt the doctor say you needed rest?" Harry laughed.

"Dammit, Harold!" I giggled.

I sat up and went to the shower. I felt dirty since i hadn't take a shower since yesterday morning at the hospital.

"Can i come?"

I hesitated, "Fine...Just don't laugh at my scars.." I had 2 more to add on to my collection.

"Babe, you know i would never," he hugged me and helped me undress. I undid the bow in my hair and let my hair down.

I got into the shower where Harry was waiting behind me, completely naked. Wow. He had definitely worked out. I let the water race down my back as Harry put soap on a small rag and cleaned me. It wasnt a sexual moment, just two madly in love teenagers...showering. I never knew a shower felt this good, honestly. He finished and pulled me close, and kissed me. I wrapped my hands around him, deepening the kiss a bit more, running my fingers through his wet hair. It was the most passionate meaningful kiss ive ever had.

I got out of the shower and dried myself and Harry helped me change into a onezie Harry had gotten me. He wore one too.

"So what do you want to do today?"

"I dont know...What do you want to do?"

"Are you feeling better? We can go to the London Eye if you want,"


I got into Harry's car, and even though we both looked like shit, we went. The people there were staring at us wide eyed. A lot of people were taking pictures too. Went we got on the elevator, i started getting the jitters.

"Im scared of heights," i spoke.

"Its okay, im here," Harry huddled me close to him, so his body heat could warm me. It really did make me feel better. When we got to the top, the view was amazing. It overviewed all of London. It was beautiful.

"Wow," i smiled.

"Pretty amazing, right?" Harry chuckled, "I used to come here all the time with my Mum.."

"Harry, where is your mom?"

He swallowed, "Emma, im a runaway."

"What? How could you runaway?"

"Because my step dad's a dick, thats why," Harry looked angry. I should stop now. I didnt want Harry to be angry.

Emma, im sorry, its just..."

"No, i get it," I grasped his hand and gave him a little squeeze and a small smile. He smiled back and holded me close.

Harry Styles was a teenage Runaway.

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