Thank You El.

Demetria POV:
When Eleanor and I returned from school, I went straight to my room to take a nap. Harry and I didn’t get home until 3:00 am and I was tired as hell. I plopped down on my bed not even bothering to take off my clothes. I drifted off to a nice sleep.
Harry POV:
When I came back from the bathroom, I saw Demetria knocked out on her bed. I noticed she didn’t even bother to take her clothes or shoes off so I nudged her gently. “Hmmm?” she said without opening her eyes. I chuckled quietly to myself, “do you need help taking your clothes off love?” she rolled over onto her back, “Harry, you know the drill.” I set my phone on the dresser and began to untie her shoes. This is like déjà vu but I could get used to doing this for her. When she’s undressed, I undress and lay beside her. She turns and lays her head on my chest and wraps her arm around my waist. I pull her body as close as possible and kiss the top of her head. “Can you talk for me? Just talk about anything.” I smile before talking about my childhood and our future together. Soon I hear her deep breathing and fall asleep as well.
I woke up in the middle of the night due to the thunder interrupting Demetria’s sleep. She had tightened her grip on me and I stroked her back. I couldn’t fall back asleep but I noticed she was fast asleep the entire time. I stared up at the ceiling and saw a picture of a woman with a short curly hair. Beside the picture was one of a different woman and man holding each other? The couple looked like they could be her parents but who was the other woman. “Are you looking at my pictures?” I am startled by her sudden outburst but find her smiling up at me. I give her a quick kiss on the forehead, “actually I was, who the lady on the left is?” she sat up and grabbed the picture and handed it to me. I looked at the picture and on the back there was a note. It said: Dearest Demetria, I love you and remember to continue life being my positive little lion. Love Sandra ’05. When I looked back to her I saw she had lifted her shirt up to show me a tattoo she had under her breast. “Just breathe…” written in cursive. “What does it mean?” she just shrugged her shoulders and got off the bed. I followed her into the bathroom but she closed the door in my face. I went to unlock the door but it was locked. “Get dressed Styles! We’re going out for a walk!” I grabbed my hoodie and runners since it was still raining outside.
Demetria POV:
I decided the best way to tell him about my life is to go out for a walk. I usually am able to clear my head when I walk; raining or not. I use the bathroom and change. I grab his hand and lead him to a nearby walking trail. “Let’s play 20 questions!” I suggest. He nods his head, “Okay. What are the rules?” I stop to look at him, “we’ll take turns asking questions for a total of 10 each. The person has to answer truthfully and they may go into details. You go first.” He starts walking again and I follow him.
“How did you and Eleanor meet?”
“Well, it was my sophomore year during lunch at school and I was looking for my friend. I then received a text saying she wasn’t coming to school and she was sorry. I was looking for a table to sit at when I heard the voice of some girl I don’t like. She was bullying this girl with dark brown hair even though I was pretty sure the girl was new to school. I hated bullies and I especially hated this girl so I made a plan to step in. I sat my stuff down and looked at all of the girls before sitting down, ‘Hey! Your Joe’s girlfriend right? The one that just moved over here? He’s told me so much about you! He also told me to protect you if anybody starts bothering you. What’s your name again?’ I said. She had looked at me like she was unsure if she could trust me but she eventually said, “my name is Eleanor and Joe told me to look for you at this lunch.’ I smiled at her because I was happy that she went along with it so I asked her if she wanted to go find somewhere else to sit. Of course she jumped up and was willing to go do it. We sat somewhere else and started talking and there you go!” when I finished he was looking at me in shock.
“How many sex partners have you had?” his eyes go wide as I ask him the personal question. What does he Is my boyfriend and I want to know!
“I’ve only had 2 sex partners. One was a girl from my hometown and the other was Taylor.” My eyes now go wide as he says this, they didn’t even “date” that long. Does he expect me to give it up that easily? “Before you start to sweat about the whole Taylor thing, I didn’t force her nor bring it up. She always did and she wasn’t a virgin when we started dating. I'm not going to force you or bring it up because that’s not why we’re dating.” I mentally face palm myself for even thinking like that.
“How many tattoos do you have?”
“I only have 2 right now but I plan on getting a lot more. I have the one you saw this morning and one on my calf.”
“How do you feel about a girls not wearing heels?” he looks at me and laughs but I am completely serious.
“I really don’t care what kind of shoes a girl wears, as long as she’s comfortable than I am fine.” He gives me a quick kiss on the cheek before heading to a bench that we stumbled into.
“So what’s up with the pictures on the ceiling?”
I take a deep breathe, “Well that’s a long depressing story but I guess I’ll tell you.”

Notes

sorry its been so long since I updated! heres a cliffhanger for you lovelies. also check out my other story, we can try! it gets updated every wednesday
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