My Angel From Above {Harry Styles}
Chapter 11
Harry's POV
"Gemma please stop yelling and listen to me, i just want my key and a few other things from the hous plea-" "NO! DON'T FUCKING COME NEAR THIS FLAT, STAY THE FUCK AWAY, ALL YOU DO IS MESS SHIT UP!" I teared up a little, that really hurt..."Gemma, I'm sorry..i don't understand what i did wrong..." "You try to act like you're protecting us, all you do is hurt us! I'm tired! stay away!" She screeched. I'd reached my limit. I'm done. "Fine. Don't fucking call me when someone hurts you nor mum, act is if i was NEVER born because i'm gone." with that i hung up and sighed. Niall knocked on the bedroom door. "Hey lad? you alright? Krissy called looking for you, want me to call her back and say come over?" i wiped my tears and cleared my throat. "No, i'll text her and go over her house if she's home..."
he opened the door. "Harry.." i shook my head. i've been over niall's house for a week and of that week most of the nights I'm either up here trying to get hold of mum and Gemma or talking Kristian pretty much all day and night until we fall asleep on the phone together, one night i woke up before her and waited for an hour for her to wake up and said our good mornings then continued our conversation. She posted on twitter and her Facebook: "When your perfect angel talks to you all day and night then stays on the phone to say good morning <3" of course i favorited it on twitter and made a similar tweet: "When she has a cute soft snore <3" she favorited and retweeted it.
we haven't gone web wide official yet, I'm kind of scared of how much hate she'll get when we do, but she understands and is being very patient. she isn't very excited herself, and i don't mean that in a bad way, it's just, she's happy either way. I love how she's a fan, but doesn't care so much about fame or publicity, she loves me, for me. This made me smile a little as i looked up at Niall. "I'm fine." i pulled out my phone and texted Kristian:
Hey baby are you home? xoxoxo~Haz
Mhm, you okay love?~Kristian
I'm fine, i just miss your kisses, i'm coming over alright? xoxoxoxo~Haz
there was a pause, and i looked up at Niall who was watching me as i text. "yes?" "you aren't fine. we'll talk later. see ya lad." he said and walked out. I just rolled my eyes. "Kayyyyy!" I called after him. My phone vibrated:
...HazzaBabe...Come over...~Kristian
I stood up and grabbed my bag and my skateboard, maybe i should grab her something? how much do i have?..i dig in my pockets for my wallet. "Niall where's my wallet?" i called as i came downstairs. He handed it to me, smiling sheepishly. I glared at him. "I was saving that for Kristian..." "oh...sorry lad, i'll pay you back tomorrow." I sighed. okay, i have nothing. I hopped on my skateboard and made my way over to her house.
The door is usually open when she knows I'm on my way so i was confused when it was locked, i knocked on the door and heard movement from upstairs down the stairs, she was running. "Harry!" she squeaked and pulled me inside. locking the door again. "Hi." i said watching her carefully check the windows then guide me back upstairs. "what's wrong?" we both said at the same time. she shook her head. "you first." she said. "Gemma." was all i said. "you finally got hold of her?" "mhmm.." "not pretty eh?" i shook my head as her words ring through my head: "You try to act like you're protecting us, all you is hurt us! i'm tired! stay away!" i looked at Kristian, letting her know it's her turn and that i don't want to talk about Gemma anymore.
She played with her fingers. She started tearing up. "You have to help me." I looked at her sand slightly tilted my head. "You have to help me Harry." I started panicking just a little because i've never seen her this terrified of anything. I didn't know what to say. When she seen that even i was speechless and shocked. she started pleading. "Please please please..." she got on her knees, i was absolutely frozen i didn't know what to do, to say, i didn't know how to comfort her. It hurt.
She started panicking. "HARRY?!?!" "HOW????" I shouted. "How can i help you??? I'm a fuck up! a royal fuck up! I just want to protect you....but i'll end up hurting you...so tell me exactly how the fuck can i help you?!" i asked as tears streamed down my face. I hate crying, but all the shit i've been through has pushed me over and i couldn't take it. She looked down and whispered and as soon as she said them i knew who she was talking about, just when i thought i could at least save her...i run the risk of fucking loosing her.
"He's back...."
"Gemma please stop yelling and listen to me, i just want my key and a few other things from the hous plea-" "NO! DON'T FUCKING COME NEAR THIS FLAT, STAY THE FUCK AWAY, ALL YOU DO IS MESS SHIT UP!" I teared up a little, that really hurt..."Gemma, I'm sorry..i don't understand what i did wrong..." "You try to act like you're protecting us, all you do is hurt us! I'm tired! stay away!" She screeched. I'd reached my limit. I'm done. "Fine. Don't fucking call me when someone hurts you nor mum, act is if i was NEVER born because i'm gone." with that i hung up and sighed. Niall knocked on the bedroom door. "Hey lad? you alright? Krissy called looking for you, want me to call her back and say come over?" i wiped my tears and cleared my throat. "No, i'll text her and go over her house if she's home..."
he opened the door. "Harry.." i shook my head. i've been over niall's house for a week and of that week most of the nights I'm either up here trying to get hold of mum and Gemma or talking Kristian pretty much all day and night until we fall asleep on the phone together, one night i woke up before her and waited for an hour for her to wake up and said our good mornings then continued our conversation. She posted on twitter and her Facebook: "When your perfect angel talks to you all day and night then stays on the phone to say good morning <3" of course i favorited it on twitter and made a similar tweet: "When she has a cute soft snore <3" she favorited and retweeted it.
we haven't gone web wide official yet, I'm kind of scared of how much hate she'll get when we do, but she understands and is being very patient. she isn't very excited herself, and i don't mean that in a bad way, it's just, she's happy either way. I love how she's a fan, but doesn't care so much about fame or publicity, she loves me, for me. This made me smile a little as i looked up at Niall. "I'm fine." i pulled out my phone and texted Kristian:
Hey baby are you home? xoxoxo~Haz
Mhm, you okay love?~Kristian
I'm fine, i just miss your kisses, i'm coming over alright? xoxoxoxo~Haz
there was a pause, and i looked up at Niall who was watching me as i text. "yes?" "you aren't fine. we'll talk later. see ya lad." he said and walked out. I just rolled my eyes. "Kayyyyy!" I called after him. My phone vibrated:
...HazzaBabe...Come over...~Kristian
I stood up and grabbed my bag and my skateboard, maybe i should grab her something? how much do i have?..i dig in my pockets for my wallet. "Niall where's my wallet?" i called as i came downstairs. He handed it to me, smiling sheepishly. I glared at him. "I was saving that for Kristian..." "oh...sorry lad, i'll pay you back tomorrow." I sighed. okay, i have nothing. I hopped on my skateboard and made my way over to her house.
The door is usually open when she knows I'm on my way so i was confused when it was locked, i knocked on the door and heard movement from upstairs down the stairs, she was running. "Harry!" she squeaked and pulled me inside. locking the door again. "Hi." i said watching her carefully check the windows then guide me back upstairs. "what's wrong?" we both said at the same time. she shook her head. "you first." she said. "Gemma." was all i said. "you finally got hold of her?" "mhmm.." "not pretty eh?" i shook my head as her words ring through my head: "You try to act like you're protecting us, all you is hurt us! i'm tired! stay away!" i looked at Kristian, letting her know it's her turn and that i don't want to talk about Gemma anymore.
She played with her fingers. She started tearing up. "You have to help me." I looked at her sand slightly tilted my head. "You have to help me Harry." I started panicking just a little because i've never seen her this terrified of anything. I didn't know what to say. When she seen that even i was speechless and shocked. she started pleading. "Please please please..." she got on her knees, i was absolutely frozen i didn't know what to do, to say, i didn't know how to comfort her. It hurt.
She started panicking. "HARRY?!?!" "HOW????" I shouted. "How can i help you??? I'm a fuck up! a royal fuck up! I just want to protect you....but i'll end up hurting you...so tell me exactly how the fuck can i help you?!" i asked as tears streamed down my face. I hate crying, but all the shit i've been through has pushed me over and i couldn't take it. She looked down and whispered and as soon as she said them i knew who she was talking about, just when i thought i could at least save her...i run the risk of fucking loosing her.
"He's back...."
Notes
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3/13/15