Harry's POV

"What do you want to know?" I ask, sitting us both down on the couch. I turn my body slightly so I'm facing her, leaning my elbows on my knees. She looks surprised. I really don't want to talk about this, but I can't lose Lana, not over my inability to talk about my past. No matter how ashamed I am.

"Really?" she asks, putting her hand on my leg. I nod slowly. "Okay. How did you...when did you.."

I smile at her struggle. "How did I get involved in the gang?" She nods. "When we started high school Zayn, Niall, Liam and I were inseparable. Zayn somehow got involved with these guys without us knowing and long story short, we all started hanging out with them. We had no idea they were in a gang or that Zayn had joined them. We started going to parties and stuff. After about a year we found out that Zayn had joined them and then slowly the rest of us did as well."

She absorbs the information. "So you partied a lot. Did you...you know..."

I know what she's trying to ask. I don't want to answer this question, so I act like I don't know what she's saying. She looks down at her hands, fidgeting. After a minute she asks her question, but she doesn't meet my eyes. "Did you sleep with a lot of girls?"

Fuck. Fucking fuck. I don't want to tell her this.

"Lana, you need to understand something. When I joined them I thought I would be happy. It was fun at first and I loved the rush. Eventually I just started feeling...numb. I was doing anything and everything to try and feel something again. I was so miserable. So, yes. I guess I did."

"Why didn't you just get out?"

"It's not that simple. You don't get out unless they kick you out or kill you. When the leader died, Zayn took over. Obviously he wasn't going to do either of those things to me, so I knew I had to just leave town."

She nods slowly, understanding. She's taking this surprisingly well. "What did you mean by your transactions when you were talking to Zayn? Did you sell drugs?"

"Yes. We were all required to. Zayn knew I didn't want to do it, so he let me just do really small amounts. That's how I got arrested. I didn't have much on me at all so my mum bailed me out and they let me go with a warning because it was my first offence. Then I told my mum we needed to leave town quickly. I told her as little as possible, but she was convinced it would be best to go somewhere else."

She leans back against the couch as I'm explaining, nodding and letting me talk. Now I don't know what to say. I can't tell what she's thinking. She isn't showing any type of reaction. I sit and wait, but she still doesn't say anything. I run my hands through my hair and turn my body so I'm directly facing her. "Please say something."

"I just.." she finally meets my eyes and sighs. "I'm trying to figure out what was so bad in there that you felt you needed to keep from me. I mean yeah, you did some bad things. You made some mistakes. But you are nothing like that anymore. I don't understand why you didn't think you could tell me any of that."

"Hold on...you're okay with it?"

She sits forward and cups my face in her hands. "Of course I am. I can't change who you were or what you did. I didn't know you then. I wasn't upset because I knew you had done some bad things or that maybe you were a bad person. I just hated that you felt like you couldn't talk to me about it."

"You aren't upset with me?

"Sweetie, I have no right to be upset over the person you used to be. All I know is that the person sitting in front of me, the Harry that I know, is amazing. You treat me better than anyone ever has. You're kind, caring, generous, and you have the biggest heart. That is what matters to me, not the person you were before."

I stare at her while she keeps her hands on my face, lightly tracing her thumbs on my skin. She's okay with this? She's not upset? What is happening right now? How could she possibly be fine with this. It's not possible. I could not have gotten this lucky. I know that Lana is an amazing person, but no one is this incredible. I explained and all she did was nod and listen. That's it? No yelling? No name-calling?

Why did I ever keep this from her?

I cover her hands with my own, still staring into her eyes. She smiles lightly. I return it and lean in to kiss her softly on the lips. I pull back and lean my forehead against hers.

"I love you."

Lana's POV

I pull away from Harry slightly, staring at him. Did I hear that correctly? Did he just say...

"What?" I ask quietly. He smiles at me and moves my hands from his face to the back of his neck. He puts his hands on my waist and lays down, pulling me on top of him.

"I love you," I know I need to say something but I'm in shock. I really was not expecting this. I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. He smiles and caresses my cheek. "You don't need to say anything, love. I just wanted you to know. You're amazing. I never want to lose you. I don't deserve you and I don't know how I got so lucky, but I did. I'll do anything and everything to make you happy for as long as you let me." He puts his hand behind my head and pulls it down so he can place a kiss on my forehead.

I get up and walk to the kitchen where my phone is. I pick it up and dial my dad's number. Harry walks up beside me and I look up at him as my dad answers.

"Lana, is everything okay?"

"Yea, Dad. Where are you?"

"I'm at work. I had an emergency. I don't think I'll be able to come home tonight. I'll meet you at the club tomorrow?"

"Yea, that's fine."

"Okay, just call Brooke or Eleanor to stay with you if you want."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Goodnight, Dad."

"Goodnight, Lan."

I hang up and set my phone down on the counter, then take a step towards Harry. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his face towards mine to kiss him. He seems surprised, but he kisses me back. I pull away and look into his beautiful green eyes.

"Come on," I say, taking his hand and pulling him upstairs. I lead him into my bedroom, shut the door and turn the lock. When I turn to face him he closes the distance between us and crashes his lips into mine. I pull back and put my fingers in his hair.

"My dad isn't coming home tonight," I say quietly. He looks between my eyes. "Stay with me?" I say, pushing my body against his. He smiles down at me with the most adoring look in his eyes.

"Of course." He kisses me again. There's passion behind this kiss, and an eagerness I know we're both feeling. I can't wait for this any longer. Especially after Harry said what he said. As he's laying me down on the bed I think about those three words. They mean everything to me. I really wasn't expecting that. I crawl backwards so we're fully on the bed and lay down. We kiss for a few more minutes before he makes his way down my neck.

"Harry. Harry, look at me." I pull his face up with my hands and look him in the eyes. He looks confused. I push his curls away from his forehead and smile up at him.

"I love you, too."

Notes

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