I woke up with myself firmly against Harry’s hard torso. My head was in the croak of his neck, his arms both crushed me to him.
“Harry.” I said gently when my phone alarm went off, I wanted to start on a better note this morning not like yesterday.

“5 more minutes Angel.” Harry whispered with his eyes still closed. He looked so peaceful.

“Fine.” I muttered wanting some more sleep myself. “But only 5 more minutes.”

Harry murmured back in response. I shut my eyes.

---

“SHIT HARRY!” I whispered frankly when I saw the time. It was 7:30 and my alarm woke us up at 6 which insured us that we would have enough time not to get caught.

“What?” he grumbled.

I jumped up from his arms and collected his pile of clothing and shoved them at him.

“Harry its 7:30 you need to leave now before Louis or your parents find out you’re here!” I hissed.

His eyes widened when he heard the time and slowly but still fast for him climbed out of bed.

“Sorry Angel.” He yawned, “I’ll see you in a bit.”

If eyes could shoot fireballs mine would be shooting them at his head. Louis usually wants us to leave at 8:00! Ugh I guess I’m scheduled to look crap today. I pretty much ran to my bathroom and had the quickest shower of my life. I then ran out with a towel wrapped around my body and grabbed the first bits of clothing I could find. Black high waisted jeans and a grey crop top with the word Elite written in big, bold white writing. I quickly dressed and grabbed my white converses and slipped them on. I then ran back to where my towel lay in a heap and towel dried my hair so it wasn’t dripping. I quickly put on some mascara, cream eye shadow and my raspberry lip balm but there wasn’t any time for bb cream foundation so I had to leave it like that. Realising that my hair looked like shit I grabbed a blue beanie and slipped in on.

When I went downstairs Louis was at the table and Harry was standing up holding up a bowl of my cereal. He smirked at me as soon as saw me.

“Can’t you eat your own cereal?” I grumbled as I snatched the bowl away from him.

His eyes went to my head and smirked. It was unfair really. While I looked like shit he didn't. He wore a grey shirt that out lined his abs and that also outlined his tattoos and black skinny jeans. You couldn’t look at Harry without knowing he’s hot every girl knew that at school and every girl wanted him. One of the reasons that he was popular.

I touched my beanie self-consciously, “I over slept.” I accused glaring at him. It was his fault.

He grinned. “I didn't say anything Angel.”

“No.” I muttered, “But you glared and smirked which with you is practically the same thing.”

“Jules you ready?” Louis asked as he stood up from the table.

I nodded.

---

“Ellie!” I called out in a sing song voice as I sat down next to her in English,

“Hey hun. How was the ride home with Harry last night?”

I shrugged. “It was ok I guess.” I didn't tell her about the two guys from the store, she would only panic and worry about me all day. I usual would be a bit shaken but Harry’s been with me the entire time so I just haven’t thought about it.

“Oh come on.” El whined, “No juicy details?”

I laughed. “Nope.” I said popping the p.

El rolled her eyes, “It’s so obvious he’s into you.”

I nearly fell of the chair in shock. “What?” I said in a horse whisper.

She smirked, “You heard me.”

“No I heard a crazy person who’s supposed to be my best friend tell me the guy who takes the piss out of me every day likes me.” I shot back.

El laughed.

Then the teacher walked in and thankfully we couldn't talk about this weird conversation.

As soon as the lesson was over I started to ask her about the gym session she had last night so she couldn't ask me about Harry.

After lunch I went to my locker and grabbed out my books. Unfortunately my locker decided to have an avalanche and everything fell out. Once I stuffed everything inside my locker I was already 10 minutes late to Science.

“Angel!” A voice that was oh so familiar called. I turned and saw Harry walking towards me, grinning.

I was confused. “What?” I called back.

“Come with me” he said when he got close.

I looked quizzically at him. “What?” I repeated, completely confused.

“I want to take you somewhere, ditch with me.” He explained still grinning.

I shook my head and looked at him with disbelief, he can’t be serious? “I don’t think so Styles.”

“I thought we might get to that dilemma.” He said grinning mischievously at me. Before I could stop him he had swooped me up into a fireman’s lifts.

“What the hell Harry?” I hissed slapping his back. “Put me down!” I demanded.

“No cando Angel.” Even though I could no longer see his face I could feel him grinning.

“You’re so dead.” I growled as he exited the school and went to the student parking. Once we got to his car he gently placed me into the passenger seat and strapped me into the seat. He then ran to the driver’s side and once he was in he pulled out of the parking spot without putting his seat belt on.

“Harry put your seat belt on.” I said tiredly and slightly confused on what was happening.

He looked over me looking a bit bemused. “Sorry Angel.” He strapped himself in.

“Harry where are you taking me? And why did you practically force me to ditch with you?”

He looked over at me and for once he was grinning but was looking at me seriously. “I don’t know Angel. I just wanted to see you.”

“You saw me this morning.” I pointed out. “Beside you pretty much hate me.” I muttered looking out of the window.

His expression softened, “I don’t hate you Angel, I could never hate you.”

Not being able to contain my outburst or being able to keep my mouth shut. “Then why are you always embarrassing me? Why are you always calling me Angel? Why are you always mean to me during the day?”

I looked over at him. His hands had tightened increasingly on the steering wheel. “I’ll tell you but not right now Angel. Just relax and let me,” He looked at me as he pulled up at a red light. “Let me be the guy you know at night, Please?”

I nodded not quite knowing what to say.

What was going on?

“Fine but you have to bring me back to school in hour.”

We remained silent for the rest of the journey. I kept looking at Harry giving sly glances but I wasn't able to stop.
Harry pulled out an ice rink.

Oh god. Was my initial reaction. Was he just doing this to embarrass me? Was this another one of his tricks?

“Come on Angel.” Harry said opening the door.

I slowly got out of the car and we walked to the entrance together.

“2 passes please.” Harry told the middle aged women running the counter.

“Sure sweetie that will be £8.”

I went to get my wallet from my jeans but Harry was already there paying the lady.

“You didn't have to do that.” I muttered to him, “I can pay for myself.”

“Don’t be absurd Julia.”

Shivers ran up my spine as he said my real name.

“What size are you love?” The women asked me.

“6 1/2.” Harry immediately said.

I look at him in wonder, how did he know that?
Once we got our ice skates we walked to the benches where we both swapped our shoes for skates.

“Harry?” I said nervously.

“Yes Angel?”

“I can’t skate. Period.” It was true. Louis once tried to teach me but I kept falling on my butt. It was quite painful actually. Since then I decided my place was in the stands watching him and Harry play ice hockey.

He grinned at me popping his all too familiar dimpled smile. “I’ll teach you.”

I let out a shaky laugh, “Louis always tried but I always fell on my butt.” I admitted. “Why don’t I just watch?” I asked hopefully.

“Definitely not.” Harry said firmly smiling at me. “Just do what I do. I won’t let you fall Angel.” He said seriously.

I believed him.

**

Harry and I sat down on the ice rink bench and slipped of our shoes and replaced them with ice skates.

Harry stood up not wobbling at all on the blades of metal that would inevitably kill me. He held out his hand to help me up, I looked nervously at him. What was he doing? Why was he doing this? Usually he was only like this at night.

He smiled cheekily at me and I realized I had been staring at him for while.

Shit.

“Come on Angel.” Harry pestered.

“Harry I’ll fall and die!” I said dramatically.

He laughed. “No you won’t.” he promised.

“Well…” I said trying to find another excuse to prevent me from going on the ice. “I’ll fall on my butt.”

“Angel,” Harry said patronising me. “We've been over this I won’t let you get hurt.”

“Fine.” I puffed, giving up. I stood up and wobbled awkwardly over to the ice rink barrier. I looked over at Harry who was cracking a smirk.

“What?” I said irritably knowing he was laughing about my wobble.

“Nothing.” He said innocently trying to go back to a straight face but it went straight back to a grin.

I rolled my eyes.

“Come on.” Harry said taking my arm gently in his hand and pulled me towards the ice. He stepped backwards on the ice.

“Come on Angel.” He said holding out both of his hands.

I took a deep breath and stepped on to the ice. I took his hands and he skated backwards pulling me back with him. Soon we were gliding well Harry was slowly skating backwards pulling me with him.

“Now to skate glide your feet outwards.” Harry explained. He pulled me to the side of the rink so I could cling on the barrier.

“Like this.” He demonstrated.

He looked so in his element. His green eyes lit up. This weird feeling lit up in my stomach.

“Now you try it.” He said gliding back to me.

“Um I don’t know.” I said clinging nervously on to the barrier.

“Come on Angel.” Harry said smiling, “You’ll be fine.”

He held out his hands which I gladly took. His hands were strong and big while mine were small. They kept me steady. I tried to skate and it worked for two glides but on my third I slipped forward. I grabbed Harry’s shoulders to stop me face planting and his hands went to my waist lifting me from my near fall.

“Sorry.” I gulped. I felt my cheeks go red as I realised Harry’s hands were still at my waist, squeezing them gently.

“That’s ok Angel.” Harry whispered softly. His face was close to mine, I felt my heart thumping and thought it was going to burst through my chest.

What was going on? Why am I feeling like this?

Harry took a step back taking both of my hands in his. “Try again.” He commanded.

I nodded and nervously took an attempting glide towards him. Unfortunately I felt myself fall backwards as I tried to bring my other foot forward. I shut my eyes bracing myself for the hard ice. I then felt myself flying back forward. I collided against Harry’s chest which then fell back with me. I looked down and saw Harry on the ground with me lying on top of him.

“You weren’t kidding when you said you fell down a lot ice skating.” He grinned

I let out a shaky laugh. “Are you ok?” I asked worriedly.

He looked at me like I was idiot. “Angel I’m fine.”

He gently rolled from underneath me, he stood up then lifted me back up. He took my hands and just started to pull me back again.

Each time I fell he would make sure I fell on top of him.

“Harry why do you keep doing that?” I grumbled after the 6th fall.

“Do what?”

“Stop my fall.” I clarified as he put me back on my feet. He grabbed my hands and started to pull me forward like he had done for the entire time we had been here. “You could hurt yourself.”

“Better me then you.” He said simply. He then changed the topic which I replied to half minded.

What does he mean by that?

Harry was actually a really good teacher and I could skate (well kinda) without him holding my hand but he never let go and I was glad.

“Can I show you something?” Harry asked excitedly.

“What is it?” I said narrowing my eyes.

“Just get on my back.”

I looked at him nervously while having a debate in my mind on whether I should or not.

“Come on Angel, you’ll be fine.”

I nodded and climbed onto his back as he crouched down.
His hands went around my thighs as he stood up. “Hold on tight Angel.” He whispered wickedly.

“Why-“

But then he started going really fast. I squealed and clutched tightly on his jacket that he had put on earlier in the car.

Harry laughed.

Wind went whipped through our hair as Harry over took everyone skating the rink. I started to feel a bit sick watching everything whiz past and I buried my face in Harry’s neck.

“Are you ok Angel?” Harry asked worriedly slowing down a bit.

“I’m feeling a bit sick actually.” I admitted.

He went over to the benches outside of the ice rink and sat me down. He knelt in front of me and stared at me worriedly.

Sitting on still ground was already making me feel better. I shut my eyes.

Harry’s hands went on my knees.

‘How are you feeling now Angel?”

I opened my eyes and looked into Harry’s worried green ones.

“I’m fine.” I reassured him.

“How long have we been here?”

Harry shrugged. “I don’t know, a few hours.”

My eyes practically jumped out of their sockets. “A few HOURS? Harry I told you to take me back to school in an hour!?”

He grinned. “Sorry Angel.”

“Yeah right.” I huffed.

“True I’m not sorry I had fun.” He said smiling at me.

Butterflies filled my stomach and I thought I was going to burst.

“I had fun to.” I admitted shyly.

“Good.”

---

We were driving home. I kept looking at Harry.

“So Angel hows that Joel dude?” Harry asked.

I looked over at him his expression had hardened his eyes completely focused on the road ahead of him.

“What?” I asked completely out of words to reply.

“Hows Joel?”


“Who the heck is Joel?”

“That due you hang out with.”

“Joseph?” I asked completely mystified on to where this was going.

“Yes that retarded guy.”

“Retarded?” I repeated, what happened to the Harry from 30 seconds ago.

“Yep, I mean I know you hang around with a load of retarded people but I mean its so obvious that he just wants to get into your panties.”

I looked at him in shock. Why was he acting like this?

“What’s gotten into you?” I whispered. As he pulled up in our drive waves.

“Nothing. Are you going to answer me?” He asked cruelly.

I opened the car door and slammed it shut and ran into the house. I slid to the ground resting my face in my hands.

What happened to Harry?

In such a small amount of time as well. Tears sprang up in my eyes. Does that mean Harry is back to hating me? Was all this a childish dare? And if it was or if he does hate me why does it hurt so much?

---

I stayed in my room for the rest of the evening, only coming down to grabbed three slices of left over pizza. I said hi to Louis but ignored Harry banter with a passion when I walked back upstairs.

I went to bed and texted El who was asking where I went which I just said I wasn't feeling well and went home.

At 10 Harry climbed through my window. I had been watching it waiting for him to come so I could fall asleep without any nightmares. I turned onto my other side so I wouldn't have to look at him and moved over the bed.

I felt the mattress dip as he climbed in next to me. He tried to touch me and pull me into our usual spoon or hug but I wiggled away from his grasp.

“What’s wrong?” Harry asked confused.

You acted like a dick to me earlier and had a 30 second character change? I mentally said.
Instead I said nothing.

“Don’t ignore me Angel.” Harry pleaded.

The sound of his voice almost make me believe he cared.

Tears sprang up in my eyes. I just wanted to feel the emptiness and blackness of sleep. I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep.

Just before the blackness took me I felt myself being gently pulled back into Harry’s chest, underneath his chin. One arm went around me but I was gone before I could protest.


Harry’s Pov

She hated me. I know I had it coming. But as I listened to her peaceful snores I wondered what it would be like if I could be myself around her all the time, not just at night. Feeling thirsty I gently pried myself away from Julia and went downstairs.

As I walked back into the bedroom Julia was thrashing about in the sheets.

“No.” She said.

“Please.” she said in her sleep.

Oh god she was having a nightmare.

A terrible scream filled the room.

Julia’s Pov

My eyes flew open in fright. My breath un-steady.

My dad was all I could think of. Him hurting Louis, him rapping me.

“Angel its fine. Your fine.” A voice said gently though I could detect the panic. “Calm down.”

I looked up and saw the only person I wanted to see. Harry. Kneeling over me.

I jumped up into his lap and wrapped my arms around my neck and my legs went around his waist, locking at the ankles. His arms went tightly around my waist as I sobbed into his bare skin.

“It was him.” I sobbed.

His arms tighten around me.

“It was just a dream, he won’t ever hurt you again. I promise.”

I pulled away ever so slightly so I could look at his face that was full of pain.

“Where did you go?” I asked between sobs.

“I just went to get some water, Angel I’m so sorry I didn't think you would need me.” His face was full of pain.

“I always need you.”

Notes

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