Falling for Harry Styles

*Natalie’s POV*

I sat there staring at nothing in particular with wide eyes as he finished. “Wow,” I felt the stabbing pain in my chest return. “You were right, I don’t like it.”
“Sorry Nat.”
“No it’s um… it’s reality. It sucks sometimes am I right?” I said with an uneasy laugh. I gave him the most convincing smile I could and he looked at me with somber eyes and a sympathetic smile.
“Harry called this morning when he got in and you weren’t home. I told him you crashed here and will talk to him about it yourself when you get home. He said he needs to talk to you about somethin’ too. So how about I make ya some breakfast, and then I take you back home to lover boy yea?” His grin was toothy and teasing and I rolled my eyes at him with a light smile on my lips.
“I’m actually not hungry and I don’t think I would be able to keep anything down anyway. Can you just take me home?”
“Yeah, of course.”
“Thanks.” He grabbed his keys and we headed out to his car.
The drive back to mine was shorter than I wanted it to be. “Thanks Ni. I ever tell you you’re my favorite Irishman?”
He smiled at me, “Anytime Nat. you be careful; I’ll see you later.”
“Bye.” I got out and made my way to the door.
I heard him pull away and I hesitated before pushing the door open and stepping inside. I pushed it closed and fell into it, taking a few deep breaths before making my way further inside. “Haz,” I called quietly.
“Nat, is that you?” his voice sounded like it was coming from the lounge so I walked that way.
“Yea it’s me.” I was met halfway by Harry, looking concerned as he took in my appearance. My eyes fell to the ground as he looked me up and down and held onto my arms. “Hi,” it came out quieter than I expected.
“Hi,” his voice was soft and comforting. We stayed that way for a moment before his hand rubbed up and down my arm causing me to look up. “What happened to you last night?”
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, “Well… I kinda got drunk last night.”
He gave me a brief look of disbelief before chuckling. My expression stayed serious and he soon realized I wasn’t kidding, the same look of concern flooding his eyes again. “Why?”
“Um can…” I felt tears stinging my eyes already as I sniffed, “can we go sit first?”
“Of course,” his hand on my arm moved to press soothing circles into my back as he followed me to the lounge.
We sat on the big couch and I tucked my legs Indian style under me and Harry turned his body to face me. “Now can you please tell me what happened, Love?” There was a hint of desperation in his plea as he rubbed at my knee.
I sniffed again, “Um… It’s my sister Haz,” tears started falling as I sniffed again, “She died last night.” I saw his expression drop into one of sympathy through the blur in my tears. “It was a… car accident.” I choked out.
“Oh my… Natalie I’m so sorry.” He pulled me into a tight hug and I sobbed into his chest, soaking his shirt.
Once I had calmed down slightly I pulled back and he grabbed my hand. “I couldn’t… be here-- alone –after I got the call, so I ran. I found myself outside of the bar and I drank until I couldn’t remember anymore; Until I couldn’t feel the stab in my chest anymore. I woke up at Niall’s this morning with a massive hangover and a pain clutching at my chest.”
His look was sympathetic and sad all at once as he rubbed at the back of my hand with his thumb. We sat there a moment in silence. “So um…” I swallowed hard, “Niall said you had something to talk to me about…?”
“No, no,” he shook his head. “That can wait. You’re more important,” he smiled at me and I nodded without smiling back. “What do you need?” I just stared at our hands unable to respond. “Would some ice cream and terrible movies help?”
A smile played at my lips, “Uh… it might.”
“Good, because I got your favorite,” he smiled at me and I felt the tears start to fade away.
“Half baked?”
His mouth dropped into a tiny ‘o’ and his eyes widened slightly, “… Okay, your second favorite.”
“Chubby Hubby?”
“Yes!” he jumped off the couch and headed to the kitchen. I smiled to myself.
He came back a moment later with two pints of ice cream and two spoons. He handed me mine and went to plop in front of the telly. “So what d’ya wanna watch?”
I shrugged, “I don’t know, something funny.”
“I thought we were going for terrible here?” he quirked one eyebrow at me.
“Terrible, funny, what’s the difference really?”
He rolled his eyes and smiled, scanning the DVDs. “What about one that’s both?”
“What do you have in mind?”
“’Elf’?”
“Okay ‘Elf’ then. I gotta tell you Haz, you really nailed the terrible part.”
He chuckled as he pooped in the movie, “I try.”
He came and sat down next to me. I snuggled into him and rested my head on his shoulder, opening my ice cream and digging in. The previews started and Harry’s phone buzzed. He shuffled to get it out of his pocket and immediately locked it and tossed it to the other side of the couch.
I eyed it, feeling a pit in my stomach at the question burning in my mind. I hesitated before I asked, “Was that Christina?”
“Uh… no actually, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about…” he fiddled with the wrapper on his ice cream, “Christina and I broke it off.”
“Oh. That’s um… ‘M sorry Haz,” I couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at my lips.
“S’okay,” he shrugged causing my head to bob.
The movie started and I got about half way through my ice cream before I couldn’t eat anymore. I took it back to the freezer, coming back and shifting to lay my head in Harry’s lap, throwing the blanket from the back of the couch over me. I heard the rumble of a laugh in his chest. “What?” I asked in a small voice.
“You look so tiny like this,” he said as he started to run his fingers through my hair.
I smiled and sighed, “Whatever.” I layed there enjoying the comfort.

Notes

Sorry it's late guys!!! I spent all day bake selling to raise money for the concert in September then my boyfriend came over!!!

but here's a lovey-ish chapter!!! enjoy and happy valentines day to everyone! I love you all!!