His Other Side

Haley has been bullied since 6th grade. So as she enters the 12th grade, she is just ready to end it all. But then a handsome, geeky plot twist named Marcel Styles totally changes her life forever. But she soon starts to notice some odd behavior in her new friend. Does Marcel have a dark secret? Will Haley discover something in him that she never imagined?


23. The Visitors

I woke up still in Harry's arms. I yawned and looked up at him. He was awake and looking down at me. "Good morning, beautiful." he said in his raspy morning voice. "Good morning." I said smiling. He kissed my forehead. "Harry, Haley, I'm going to work and then I'm going to run a few errands. Need anything?" Anne asked, walking towards the front door. "Nope. We're good, thanks." Harry said.

Just as she was about to leave, there was a knock at the door. She opened it and talked for a minute. "Haley, darling, it's for you." she said right before she walked to her car. I sat up and tried to fix my messy hair as much as I could. I walked over to the door. My eyes widened as I saw who was standing there.

"M-mum? D-dad?" I stuttered. "Haley!" my mum cheered. She wrapped her arms around me. I just stood there awkwardly. She let go of me. Harry came up behind me. I stepped closer to him. "What are you guys doing here?" I asked.

"Well, when we came home from one of our business meetings in Hawaii, we saw that you were gone, along with all your stuff. We asked people if they had seen you. A lot of people told us that you were dating Harry Styles from the boy-band, One Direction. So we found where he lived and well, here we are!" my dad explained.

"We missed you so much, Haley." my mum said, "crying". I stepped a little closer to Harry. "What are you getting at?" I asked. "Honey, don't you get it? We're here to take you home." my mum told me. "What?" I asked, shocked. "Haley isn't going anywhere. Especially with you." Harry spat.

"Harry, she is our daughter. And we can take her anywhere we please." my mum shot back. "Mum, Dad, I'm 18 now. I can live wherever I want. I'm an adult." I said. "Oh, please. Far from it." my dad said, clearly aggravated. "Don't talk to her like that." Harry told him. "Come on, Haley your coming with us." my mum said and grabbed my arm. I pulled away.

"Leave me alone!" "Don't you want to be with your family, that loves you so much?" my mum said. "You don't love me. Nobody does. That's why I moved away. Because I found someone that actually does love me." My dad spoke up. "This fool doesn't love you! Like you said, nobody does. Now let's..." "What did you say?" Harry asked, approaching my dad.

"You heard me, pretty boy." he said. "George, honey, let's just go." my mum spoke. Hey, the woman may be mean, but she isn't stupid when it comes to things like pissing a teenage boy off. "No Lee Ann! I'm not leaving here without my daughter." he yelled. Harry grabbed the collar of my dads shirt and held it tightly in his fist. He towered over my 5 foot 6 father.

"You listen to me." Harry said firmly. "You better get the bloody hell off my property or I'm going to call the police. Do you understand?" My dad gulped and nodded nervously. Harry let go of him. He and my mum started to walk away but the my dad stopped. He turned around and punched Harry right in the jaw. "No!" I screamed. Harry fell to the ground. He was out cold.

My mum quickly covered my mouth with her hand. She dragged me to the car. I was screaming but I eventually just gave up. What was the point. My mum was about to put me in the car when a familiar voice spoke up. "Stop." My mum and dad turned around. "Niall!" I cheered into my mother's hand. "Shut up." she said quickly, slapping my arm.

"Let her go." Niall said. My dad shook his head. Niall took a step closer. "I said let her go." he said a little louder. "What are you going to do? Fight me for her?" my dad asked laughing. Niall glared at him. The rest of the boys came out and stood next to Niall. My dad realized that he couldn't face four teenage boys all at one time. He slowly got in the car. My mum let go of me and got in on the other side. Then they drove away.

The boys all ran up to me and hugged me. "Thank you." I whispered in Niall's ear. He smiled. "Hey where's..." Zayn started. "Harry!" I gasped. I ran over back to the door. He was still unconscious, laying on the deck. "He looks in bad shape. We better get him to a doctor." Liam said. "I'll take his car and you guys take ours." Louis said to the boys. They all agreed and went to the car.

Louis helped me pick up Harry and carry him to the car. We carefully put him in the backseat. I climbed in next to him. Louis hopped in the front and started driving. Harry groaned. I rubbed his non-hurt cheek with my hand. He opened his eyes. "Haley." he breathed. He tensed up in pain. "Shh. Don't talk. It's okay." I said. He closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

We arrived at the hospital at the same time as the other boys. Louis and Liam carried him in. As soon as the nurses saw him they rushed him into a room. "You kids stay out here." a nurse said. "Let them set up first and then you can go see Harry." "How do you know who he is?" I asked. The nurse smiled. "I may be old but I do know a celebrity when I see one, love." I smiled and she walked away.

I went over to a chair and sat down in it. Tears started forming in my eyes. I felt someone sit down next to me. Niall. I laid my head on his shoulder. "It's okay." he said putting his arm around me. "I-I just don't know what happened. M-my dad is a jerk, but h-he would never p-punch somebody like that." I cried. I nuzzled my head into his chest.

A few minutes later a nurse came out and took us back to Harry's room. He was in a bed with a neck brace on and a few bandages on his cheek. "Is he gonna be okay?" I asked. "Oh yes. I believe he has a minor broken jaw. Nothing too serious. He has the neck brace on just so he doesn't hurt his jaw while he's sleeping." a nurse explained.

I walked over to him. I put my hand on top of his. His jaw looked pretty banged up. From what I could see he had a few nasty bruises on his cheek and right below his eye was a swollen and red. And that wasn't even showing what was underneath the bandages. The doctor walked in.

"Hello. I'm Dr. Jenkins." he said to me, shaking my hand. "I'm Haley, Harry's girlfriend." I said. "So I did an examination and an x-ray on Harry's face. He has a minor broken jaw. Which is not too bad. I was actually expecting a lot worse looking at the condition of his cheek. He will probably be in pain for a couple days so just give him one of these for about three days every four hours." he said, handing me a small bottle of pills.

"Don't let him take more than one. Those thing are quite powerful. And don't let him talk too much. That means no singing for the next week or so." "When will we get to leave?" I asked. "We want to make sure it's not infected so probably tonight around 8 or so." I nodded. "Thank you, Doctor." I walked over to Liam and handed him the pills.

"Just hold on to these. Don't let anyone have them. Okay?" I said. He nodded. I went over to Louis. "Can I have the car keys?" I asked. "Sure, why?" he asked handing them to me. "I just want to go and be alone for a while." I said. He smiled and gave me a hug. "Be safe." he said quietly. I nodded and walked out to the car. I got in and pulled out of the parking lot.

I had no idea where I was going. I just drove around, turning on random streets, following random signs. I eventually arrived in a neighborhood that seemed familiar. I realized where I was when I saw mine and Harry's house sitting on the side of the road. I pulled into the driveway and got out of the car. I went up to the door and pulled a key out of my pocket. I unlocked the door and walked in.

I walked upstairs. I got to the end of the hallway and opened the door, revealing the set of stairs. I walked up them to the top floor. I looked out the large window, watching the beautiful city. I looked at the huge piano. My fingers lightly glided over the white keys. I walked slowly over to the guitar. I carefully picked it up and sat down on the piano bench.

I have this thing, like a talent, when it comes to guitar and piano. I can hear any song on the radio, or simply think of it in my head, and learn to play it in just a matter of minutes. I started to strum a few chords; trying to find the right one. I eventually found it and started to play. I softly started singing.




Our love runs deep like a Chevy

If you fall I'll fall with you baby

Cause that's the way we like to do it

That's the way we like

You run around open doors like a gentlemen

You tell me girl every day you're my everything

Cause that's the way you like to do it

That's the way you like

Just a little west coast and a bit of sunshine

Hair blowing in the wind losing track of time

Just you and I

Just you and I

Whoa, whoa

No matter how far we go

I want the whole world to know

I want you bad

And I won't have it any other way

No matter what the people say

I know that we'll never break

Cause our love was made

Made in the USA

Made in the USA



I strummed the last chord. I smiled. It felt so good to play again. Music has always been my savior. "You're really good." a voice said from behind me. I jumped and stood up and turned around. "Niall, what are you doing here?" I asked, still trying to catch my breath from my mini heart attack. "I was looking for you. I thought you'd be here. It's the only place you know how to get to, besides Harry's mum's place. But I figured you wouldn't go there after what happened..." he said.

I looked down at my shoes. He walked over to the window. We were both silent. But then he spoke up. "How long have you been playing?" "I've played piano and guitar since I was just a little girl. Music has always been my escape for as long as I can remember. I would always play for my brother. But I stopped playing after he left for college. This was my first time playing in over two years, actually." I told him. 

"Wow." he said. "You're really good." "Thanks." I said blushing. "And I had no idea you could sing." he said. "Yeah, but I'm not very good at it." I sighed. "Are you kidding me? You're amazing! You could go pro." I shook my head. "Thanks but I'm not that good." I said, sitting down on the bench. He sat down next to me. "Sing." he said. "What?" "Sing for me." I held the guitar in my lap and started to play 'Little Things'. 


Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me

But bear this in mind it was meant to be

And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me


He sang the next verse.


I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile

You've never loved your stomach or your thighs

The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine

But I love them endlessly


He sang normal and I harmonized.


I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth

But if I do

It's you

Oh it's you, they add up to

I'm in love with you

And all these little things


I plucked the last string. I looked into his beautiful blue eyes. He was looking into mine. We both slowly started leaning in. Our lips met. He kissed me ever so gently. A couple seconds later I realized what I was doing and pulled away. "I'm sorry. I just can't. I may have some feelings for you but I'm dating Harry. I can't cheat on him." I said.

He had a sorry look on his face. "No I kissed you. I'm the one who should be saying sorry." he told me. "Don't tell anyone about this, especially Harry. You know how upset he'll be." I said. He nodded in agreement. "Let's just go back to the hospital." he suggested.

We walked downstairs and out to my car. "Where's your car?" I asked. "I didn't take a car. I walked. The hospital's only a few blocks from here." he told me. We got in the car and drove to the hospital. Niall was right. It was only like a five minute drive. We got out and went inside. 

"There they are." Zayn said as we walked into Harry's room. Harry was still sleeping. "Has he been asleep this whole time?" I asked. "Yeah. Those pills are pretty strong." Liam told me. Dr. Jenkins came in the room. "Looks like he's pretty much okay so you can take him home whenever you like." he said, looking at his clipboard. "Great. Thanks." I said.

I walked over to Harry's bed and rubbed his arm. "Harry." I said softly. His eyes fluttered open. "Haley, are you okay?" he asked, his voice sounding hoarse. I nodded. "I'm fine." I told him. Louis helped him get out of bed and we all walked to the cars. "Can we go to mine and Harry's house?" I asked everybody. They all said yes. 

Louis, Harry and I got in the same car, just like the ride there. I held tightly onto Harry's hand the whole ride home. Once we got there, we all went inside to the living room. "Anyone want anything?" I asked. "I'll take some tea." Louis said. All the boys agreed. I went into the kitchen and made five cups of tea. I gave one to each of the boys, except Harry. "Thanks." they all said.

I sat down and took a sip of my tea. Everyone was silent. "You guys staying here tonight?" I asked, breaking the silence. "Yeah. If that's okay." Liam said. "That's fine." I said. "How come you guys came here?" "Well Harry had us fly to New York to pick up all your stuff from your house and bring it here. So we were dropping by Harry's house to tell him we were done." Louis explained. "Thank god we did." Niall said.

I looked at the clock hanging on the wall. "It's getting late. We better go to bed." I said looking at Harry, who's head was bobbing up and down. I lightly shook him. He jumped. "Ow." he said, holding his jaw. I looked at Liam and he handed me the bottle of pills. I took one out and gave it to Harry. He took it and swallowed it.

"Where should we sleep?" Liam asked. "I call the tree house!" Niall yelled, running outside. "Me too!" Louis said, running after him. "I guess we'll take the guest bedroom." Zayn said, heading upstairs. Liam went up with him.

I stood up and pulled Harry to his feet. I could tell he was really tired. We walked upstairs into our bedroom. There was boxes everywhere. "Well I guess this is where they put my stuff." I said. I looked for the box with my pajamas in it but I couldn't find it. "Here." Harry said, handing me his t-shirt. I took it from him and put it on. It was quite big on me.

We both climbed into the bed. It was warm and comfy. "Like it?" Harry asked me. "It's very comfy." I said. It was quiet for a while. "I'm sorry." I said after a few minutes. "For what?" Harry asked. "For everything that happened today. I feel really bad." I said. He looked into my eyes. "It was all worth it." he told me. "How?" I asked. "You're safe. That's all that matters to me."

I blushed. He pecked my lips and fell asleep. I laid there for what seemed like hours. I just couldn't fall asleep. I was getting really bored just staring at the ceiling so I decided to get up and just watch some TV. But how could I get up without waking Harry? He had his arm protectively around me.

I slowly pried his arm off me and started to stand up. He opened his eyes. "What's wrong, babe?" he asked. "I can't sleep. I was just going to watch some TV." I said. He pulled me back next to him. "I'll sing for you." he said. "You aren't supposed to, Harry." I told him. He ignored me and started softly singing Little Things. I fell asleep smiling, listening to his beautiful, raspy voice.

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