Frozen (Punk/Harry Styles Love Fanfic)
Chapter 4
I want to speak, but he opens the door wide open. I walk into the hallway and look at the massive surfboard standing against the wall. I walk towards it and touch it slightly with my fingertips. I feel Harry look at me from behind. My dad and I used to surf a lot, but when I moved out he never called me anymore. He doesn't even know his own daughter. Says a small voice in the back of my head. I feel the big hole in my chest appearing again. The demon in my body is eating me alive.
“Do you surf?” he asks me in a raspy voice. I turn around. He’s close to me and I almost can smell his sleepy scent. He smells like chocolate. Dark chocolate. His hair is messy and i remember myself that he's only wearing boxers.
“I used to surf a lot.” I whisper.
“Do you?” He nods in agreement.
“This is my board.” He smiles slightly. I never saw him smiling. He smiles sometimes when he looks at us at parties.
"Oh." I say. I feel really uncomfortable. Harry standing there in only his boxers and me staring at him, looking at the many tatoos. He does have many, like some people said. He has two swallows on his chest and a butterfly on his stomach. An A and a G on his right and left shoulder, some other tattoos and the most one that's intruding me is the birdcage. He bites on his piercing in the left corner of his lips.
“Um do you know where Louis is?” His green eyes staring at me. He rubs his neck and I suddenly hear footsteps on the stairs. I look up meeting Louis his blue eyes. He smiles bright and runs down the stairs quickly. He gives me a bone crashing hug and sighs.
“Are you okay? I’ve been worried sick about you.” I smile. Louis grabs my hand and takes me to the kitchen. The kitchen Niall has beaten up Louis. Don’t think about that. Don’t.
“Louis I better be going.” Harry walks into the kitchen. Louis nods and gives him a friendly hug. Harry suddenly has his clothes on. He always wears black ripped jeans and a T-Shirt with a band on it. Like this time. Ramones. I never thought Harry came here. Everyone says Harry has his own flat. He gives me a small wave and I smile back to him. He walks out of the kitchen and I hear him picking up the surfboard.
“He’s going to surf. He is always surfing.” Louis smiles and the crinkles next to his eyes appear. I know I have to explain a lot to him from what happened yesterday. He’s looking at me with a serious face.
“You have to explain everything that has happened yesterday. I mean I saw you running away and standing in the doorway with Harry. Niall ran after you but he came back as soon as he left. Where did you go?” I bite on my lip. Not knowing what to say. I don’t want to tell him about my parents. Nobody knows it except Niall. Why did I tell it to Niall? I can’t trust him. Don't Vivian. Don't think about Niall.
“Well, I went to my parents their house and nobody opened so I went back to Niall and mine apartment, nobody was there so I fell asleep. But I woke up from Niall coming into the room and as usual he didn’t want to talk to me and he kept kissing me and he said he wanted me so bad, but I couldn’t stand him anymore so I came here.” Even though I lied about my parents I don’t want him to know about everything that’s happening.
"Did you guys broke up?" He asks carefully.
"I think so." While I'm thinking about how I shouted up the stairs. Yes we broke up. I think. I want to end our relationship. But probably he doesn't want to.
“So, what’s Harry doing here?” I ask him. Trying to get my mind off Niall.
“Well, you know I was looking for a roommate?” I nod to him. He said it to me a few weeks ago that he was looking for someone, because he couldn't afford the rent. “Well, he moved out his own apartment and he’s living here now.” I know Harry as the person that doesn’t like people. He’s very quiet but he shows up at every party. Just watching us, doing stupid and crazy things, getting drunk and smoke weed. Not that I did that, but I’m always attending the parties, because Niall liked them. He got drunk many times, so I had to drive him back to our apartment. Why am I thinking about Niall again? I look at Louis who's also in his thoughts.
“Is he nice?” Louis pulls up an eyebrow.
“Who? Harry?" I nod.
"Yeah, he’s really nice actually, but he doesn’t come out of his room much and when I come in his room, he’s on his laptop. But most of the time he’s surfing.” I think of Harry sliding down the waves. It fits him. Surfing.
“Um Louis I was wondering, because I don’t want to go back to Niall, if I could sleep here for a few nights?” The look on his face is priceless. He looks like he’s going to explode of happiness. The crinkles next to his eyes appear again and he actually looks really happy. Louis didn’t have it easy in his life. His girlfriend died a few years ago in a car crash. Louis was with her in the car, but she was driving. They bumped into a tree but she didn’t survive it. Louis did 4 suicide attempts. They all failed. I saved him all the 4 times he tried. That’s why we have such a strong friendship.
“Of course you can stay here my love! But how do we get all of your stuff out of the apartment? And where do you have to sleep?” I shrug. A small voice in the back of my head is saying he dumped all of my clothes outside. In the pouring rain.
“Do you surf?” he asks me in a raspy voice. I turn around. He’s close to me and I almost can smell his sleepy scent. He smells like chocolate. Dark chocolate. His hair is messy and i remember myself that he's only wearing boxers.
“I used to surf a lot.” I whisper.
“Do you?” He nods in agreement.
“This is my board.” He smiles slightly. I never saw him smiling. He smiles sometimes when he looks at us at parties.
"Oh." I say. I feel really uncomfortable. Harry standing there in only his boxers and me staring at him, looking at the many tatoos. He does have many, like some people said. He has two swallows on his chest and a butterfly on his stomach. An A and a G on his right and left shoulder, some other tattoos and the most one that's intruding me is the birdcage. He bites on his piercing in the left corner of his lips.
“Um do you know where Louis is?” His green eyes staring at me. He rubs his neck and I suddenly hear footsteps on the stairs. I look up meeting Louis his blue eyes. He smiles bright and runs down the stairs quickly. He gives me a bone crashing hug and sighs.
“Are you okay? I’ve been worried sick about you.” I smile. Louis grabs my hand and takes me to the kitchen. The kitchen Niall has beaten up Louis. Don’t think about that. Don’t.
“Louis I better be going.” Harry walks into the kitchen. Louis nods and gives him a friendly hug. Harry suddenly has his clothes on. He always wears black ripped jeans and a T-Shirt with a band on it. Like this time. Ramones. I never thought Harry came here. Everyone says Harry has his own flat. He gives me a small wave and I smile back to him. He walks out of the kitchen and I hear him picking up the surfboard.
“He’s going to surf. He is always surfing.” Louis smiles and the crinkles next to his eyes appear. I know I have to explain a lot to him from what happened yesterday. He’s looking at me with a serious face.
“You have to explain everything that has happened yesterday. I mean I saw you running away and standing in the doorway with Harry. Niall ran after you but he came back as soon as he left. Where did you go?” I bite on my lip. Not knowing what to say. I don’t want to tell him about my parents. Nobody knows it except Niall. Why did I tell it to Niall? I can’t trust him. Don't Vivian. Don't think about Niall.
“Well, I went to my parents their house and nobody opened so I went back to Niall and mine apartment, nobody was there so I fell asleep. But I woke up from Niall coming into the room and as usual he didn’t want to talk to me and he kept kissing me and he said he wanted me so bad, but I couldn’t stand him anymore so I came here.” Even though I lied about my parents I don’t want him to know about everything that’s happening.
"Did you guys broke up?" He asks carefully.
"I think so." While I'm thinking about how I shouted up the stairs. Yes we broke up. I think. I want to end our relationship. But probably he doesn't want to.
“So, what’s Harry doing here?” I ask him. Trying to get my mind off Niall.
“Well, you know I was looking for a roommate?” I nod to him. He said it to me a few weeks ago that he was looking for someone, because he couldn't afford the rent. “Well, he moved out his own apartment and he’s living here now.” I know Harry as the person that doesn’t like people. He’s very quiet but he shows up at every party. Just watching us, doing stupid and crazy things, getting drunk and smoke weed. Not that I did that, but I’m always attending the parties, because Niall liked them. He got drunk many times, so I had to drive him back to our apartment. Why am I thinking about Niall again? I look at Louis who's also in his thoughts.
“Is he nice?” Louis pulls up an eyebrow.
“Who? Harry?" I nod.
"Yeah, he’s really nice actually, but he doesn’t come out of his room much and when I come in his room, he’s on his laptop. But most of the time he’s surfing.” I think of Harry sliding down the waves. It fits him. Surfing.
“Um Louis I was wondering, because I don’t want to go back to Niall, if I could sleep here for a few nights?” The look on his face is priceless. He looks like he’s going to explode of happiness. The crinkles next to his eyes appear again and he actually looks really happy. Louis didn’t have it easy in his life. His girlfriend died a few years ago in a car crash. Louis was with her in the car, but she was driving. They bumped into a tree but she didn’t survive it. Louis did 4 suicide attempts. They all failed. I saved him all the 4 times he tried. That’s why we have such a strong friendship.
“Of course you can stay here my love! But how do we get all of your stuff out of the apartment? And where do you have to sleep?” I shrug. A small voice in the back of my head is saying he dumped all of my clothes outside. In the pouring rain.
10/30/13