You Make it Real {A Harry Styles Fan Fiction}
Chapter 38
HARRY’S P.O.V.
That night, Piper and I both slept poorly and at 4 in the morning, gave up sleeping at all.
“Why are you restless?”
“Wondering what the fuck James wants to talk to me about.”
“Yeah, that’s what I’m thinking about too.”
She cuddled into my neck and I wrapped my arms around her waist. Suddenly, feeling her body so close to mine sent a familiar chill down my spine. I could never push her to do something like that after the way she reacted before, though. I tried to think about something else but she started to trace circles on my chest, which made my desire grow stronger until she could feel my boxers get tighter against her hip. She look up at me and grinned, kissing me lightly. Soon after, though, her expression became sad.
“I’m sorry, Piper. I’m trying to think about something else so it’ll go away.”
“No, it’s.. it’s fine,” she forced a grin and giggled into my neck, “I mean, I’m not ready to have sex, but there are ways I can help you out.”
“Love, I don’t want you to have to-“
I forgot what I was saying as she slipped between the sheets and started tugging at my briefs. The moment she touched me, I released an unstoppable moan. Once my boxers were completely off of me, she started to stroke my length, softly kissing it every now and then. The tenderness of her touch only made me want more and I soon forgot everything else in the world.
“Mmm. That feels so good.”
At that, she stopped her movement and without warning, took me into her mouth, bobbing up and down slowly at first. I gripped the sheets on either side of me and bit my lip to hold in the noise as she quickened the pace. I felt such an intense feeling build up in my stomach that my hips involuntarily bucked up, surprising her. She continued to take me in and out of her mouth, sucking sharply each time she returned to the tip, swirling her tongue around before going down again. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt; it’s like I forgot what it was like.
“I’m gonna come.” My words came out as a growl but she got the point.
Moments later, that already intense feeling built even more so that I could no longer stifle the moans and I yelled out her name as I released into her mouth. She slowly pulled back, making sure to gather everything I had given before returning to my side. She laid next to me on my arm and kissed my shoulder and neck repeatedly. I smiled at her but was still trying to regain my breath.
“Well, I guess I know you aren’t cheating on me; you didn’t last long at all!”
I chuckled and rested my forehead against hers.
“Harry, I’m sorry. I wish I could give you more right now, I just-“
I cut her off by kissing her lips softly, holding her face in my hands.
“Don’t you dare apologize.”
Her arms wrapped around my waist and she turned completely on her side so that she was facing
me.
“I just want to make you happy.”
“I could never be happy if you’re having sex even though it scares you. I’m not going anywhere,
Piper. I promise.”
“Except back on tour tomorrow.”
“Yeah, except for that.”
Somehow, I forgot that I was leaving. Everything that had happened that weekend was so hectic and wild that I forgot about everything else. She was frowning, obviously still thinking about me leaving, but I didn’t want her to be upset. Especially at herself.
“Piper, none of this is your fault. It’s his. Speaking of which, I’ll have to go talk to him first thing in
the morning so I can get back to Cali as soon as possible. I want you to stay in the car though.”
“I don’t mind going into the hospital-“
“No. I don’t want him anywhere near you; in a hospital bed or not.”
She simply nodded and stared at the ceiling.
“Let’s get some sleep.”
She leaned over and kissed me sweetly on the lips before laying back on my shoulder and drifting off within minutes. I laid there for a few more hours just thinking about nothing in particular.
***********
Waking up in the morning was extremely easy. I’m sure it was because I never really slept. I passed out for about 45 minutes before Piper’s alarm started to blare. I grabbed her phone and turned it off. It was 6:30. She had moved a little, but she was still asleep, so I leaned over and kissed her forehead.
“Piper. Pssst. Wake up.”
She muttered something unintelligible and sat up.
“What time do you have class?”
“It doesn’t matter. I’ll just show up when you leave.”
She leaned over and collapsed on my shoulder, groaning in exhaustion.
“You know, I wouldn’t be opposed to you staying here while I go to the hospital.”
“No, I’m coming. I’ll stay in the car if you want, but I’m coming.”
“Fine. We better go soon.”
I pulled the sheets off and walked to the bathroom without worrying about where my underwear were. I left the door open behind me and turned on the shower. I stepped in, waking up a little more as the hot water ran down my chest. Moments later, the curtain opened, revealing an already naked Piper. I held out a hand as she stepped in and stepped over to make room.
“Should I call his dad so he knows that we-you’re going?”
“No, it’s okay. I promise I won’t hurt him.”
She didn’t seem convinced but shrugged. I wrapped my hands around her bare waist and pulled her into a hug, kissing her shoulder softly.
“Don’t worry.”
“It’s what I do.”
“Well, I’m going to have to take your mind off things.”
I moved my hands to her hips and crouched down so that my face was at her stomach, which I pressed my lips against. Her hands went to my hair and she ran her fingers through it so I continued. Surely, pleasuring her this way won’t hurt. Maybe it’ll even make her feel better about sex. I glided my lips down toward her thighs and as soon as I reached her center, I felt her legs shake a little. I grinned to myself, knowing I could make her feel good. I kissed her lightly once, before letting my tongue slip out to lick her more roughly. She tensed up and I placed my hands on her thighs to calm her down, but it didn’t work.
“Harry- please.”
Normally, I would think she was pleading for more, but I could hear the fear in her shaky voice so I stopped immediately and returned to my feet. Her arms flung around my shoulders and I held up her weight as she began to cry.
“I’m sorry, Piper, I just thought-“
“No, it’s okay. I thought it would be alright, too.”
She seemed like she was going to say something else but her sobs took over. I stroked her back and she eventually calmed down. When she was back to herself, she turned around without saying anything and reached for the shampoo. She poured some into her hand and lathered her hair. I moved out of the way and let her finish washing her hair and rinsing it, then conditioning and washing her body. She stepped out when she was done and was out of the bathroom. I finished my shower as quickly as possible and pulled a towel around my waist before exiting the bathroom myself. She was sitting on her bed in a towel, with no expression on her face. She seemed to be deep in thought, but she wasn’t crying or showing any emotion. I sat next to her, but kept my hands to myself. We sat there silently for a minute before she spoke.
“I think I need to see a therapist again.”
I thought carefully before I spoke, not wanting to say the wrong thing.
“I thought you didn’t like going to her.”
“I don’t. But, I don’t think I have another option. Maybe it could help.”
“That’s fine. But, do it for you. Don’t do it for me.”
She didn’t speak; she simply nodded. I got up first and found some clothes to wear, jeans and a t-
shirt. She did the same, putting on shorts and a tank top. She ran the towel through her hair and then brushed it, pulling it up into a messy pony-tail.
“Sorry; I don’t feel like fixing up.”
I grinned and walked over to kiss her on the forehead.
“You look beautiful.”
Once we finished getting ready and I made sure I had all of my things, we left her room. Riley was sitting in the kitchen but Cory was obviously still sleeping.
“Morning, guys.”
“Morning. You seem like you’re in a better mood!”
“I am! I talked to Liam. For now, it went well, but we’ll see what he thinks when he wakes up.”
“Wait, he was drunk?”
I didn’t want to be rude; but it wasn’t really like Liam to get that drunk.
“Yeah, he actually fell asleep while we were on the phone.”
I was shocked, but I guess it wasn’t that big of a deal. I’d talk to him when I got back.
“I talked to Cory, too. We’ve started to work things out.”
Piper walked over and hugged her, forcing a smile onto her saddened face. I could tell that she was trying to hide her pain from Riley, but I knew that wasn’t healthy. Once I was gone, she would need Riley. I just hoped she would open up to her when I left. We decided to get breakfast after the hospital and walked out the door, without even telling Riley where we were going. I drove Piper’s car and within a few minutes, we were at the hospital. I found a visitor’s spot near the door
and put the car into park.
“Please, Harry. Don’t lose your temper. Hear what he has to say and just leave. Okay?”
I gripped the steering wheel, thinking about the possibilities of what he would say.
“Okay, I promise.”
I leaned over and kissed her before opening the door and leaving her in the car with it still on. She locked the door as I walked toward the hospital doors, slightly afraid of what was ahead of me. When I reached the security desk, the guard looked at me strangely.
“Can I help you?”
“I’m here to see a patient.”
“Okay, I’ll just need your license and the patient’s name.”
I pulled out my wallet and handed him my license.
“Erm, his name’s James Kamp.”
He nodded and scanned my license while looking at his computer.
“Okay, look here and I’ll take a picture, Mr. Styles.”
I looked in the direction he pointed and kept a grim face, unable to force a smile. He handed my
license back, along with a visitor’s sticker, which I placed on my shirt.
“You’re friend is in room 312; so, take the elevator to the third floor and go right until you get to the
nurses’ station and it’ll be on your left.”
“He’s not my friend, and thanks.”
I didn’t know why I felt the need to tell him, but I couldn’t stand hearing him being referred to as my friend. He waved as I walked away, still looking at me, probably wondering where he’s seen me before.
“Have a good day!”
I waved as I entered the lift and pressed the button for floor 3. I took the security guards’ instructions and quickly found the nurses station and to the left, room 312. I decided against knocking, but stood in front of the closed door for a good minute, talking myself through what I promised Piper. Then, I opened the door slowly, entering the dark room as quiet as I could. I heard beeping of a machine and the soft noise of the TV. I could see him laying there because of the small amount of light the television was giving off. He seemed to be sleeping but turned to face me when my shoe squeaked against the floor.
“Ahh, so you decided to show up.”
He sat up a little bit and I could see a grin forming on his bruised face. He motioned for me to move closer but I stayed where I was, standing about ten feet from his bed.
“I’m not staying long. Say what you want to say and I’m out.”
“Well, well. I don’t really think you’re in a position to tell me what to do.”
“What do you mean?”
“Harry, come on. ‘If you ever so much as look at her, I will finish you’,” he was mocking me, “sure,
I may not have seen you, but you should have thought about having a distinct accent.”
He knew it was me. He knew I beat him to a pulp. Why did he lie? I couldn’t give in to it now. What proof did he have? Did he need it? I only knew that admitting it to him would help nothing.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He chuckled and shook his head.
“If you drop the charges against me, I won’t even bring it up.”
“There is no way in hell we’re dropping the charges. You’re sick and you need to be behind bars.”
I was practically spitting, pointing my finger as I tried to sound stern, yet quiet.
“How is our dear Piper anyway? How’s sex been for you guys ever since she’s had me?”
My fists automatically balled and I had to mentally remind myself over and over again that I couldn’t hit him in a hospital.
“If you don’t shut your fucking mouth or-“
“What? You’ll ‘finish me’? Ha. I’m not scared of you, Harry. You should be scared of me though. I don’t need you behind bars. I can end you with a simple statement in a magazine.”
“If you think for a second that I care more about my career than I do about her, you’re sadly
mistaken.”
“But, would she even care about you if you weren’t, well, you?”
I stopped myself from thinking about his conniving words and tried with all my might to not say something I would regret.
“James, I’m done talking to you. I thought maybe you would want to apologize, but obviously you’re just completely mental and have no capability of human emotion.”
I turn around and start to walk away, honestly proud of myself for not hurting him.
“Bye, Harry! Don’t forget what I said! Drop the charges and this never happened. It’s as simple as that.”
I turned to look at his face, the smile on it making me sick, and flipped him the bird as I pushed the door open, letting it slam shut behind me. When I entered the lift again, a thousand things ran through my head. Could he actually do anything without proof? Would magazines take the story and ruin my career? Did Piper really love me for me? Why did I let him get to me? My frustration grew and I uncontrollably punched the metal wall in the empty elevator, reopening the cuts on my knuckles. I held my fist in pain and looked at the small dent I put in the wall. It felt good to release a small amount of the rage I felt toward that son of a bitch. He was going to pay dearly for what he did, whether it meant me losing everything or not.
That night, Piper and I both slept poorly and at 4 in the morning, gave up sleeping at all.
“Why are you restless?”
“Wondering what the fuck James wants to talk to me about.”
“Yeah, that’s what I’m thinking about too.”
She cuddled into my neck and I wrapped my arms around her waist. Suddenly, feeling her body so close to mine sent a familiar chill down my spine. I could never push her to do something like that after the way she reacted before, though. I tried to think about something else but she started to trace circles on my chest, which made my desire grow stronger until she could feel my boxers get tighter against her hip. She look up at me and grinned, kissing me lightly. Soon after, though, her expression became sad.
“I’m sorry, Piper. I’m trying to think about something else so it’ll go away.”
“No, it’s.. it’s fine,” she forced a grin and giggled into my neck, “I mean, I’m not ready to have sex, but there are ways I can help you out.”
“Love, I don’t want you to have to-“
I forgot what I was saying as she slipped between the sheets and started tugging at my briefs. The moment she touched me, I released an unstoppable moan. Once my boxers were completely off of me, she started to stroke my length, softly kissing it every now and then. The tenderness of her touch only made me want more and I soon forgot everything else in the world.
“Mmm. That feels so good.”
At that, she stopped her movement and without warning, took me into her mouth, bobbing up and down slowly at first. I gripped the sheets on either side of me and bit my lip to hold in the noise as she quickened the pace. I felt such an intense feeling build up in my stomach that my hips involuntarily bucked up, surprising her. She continued to take me in and out of her mouth, sucking sharply each time she returned to the tip, swirling her tongue around before going down again. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt; it’s like I forgot what it was like.
“I’m gonna come.” My words came out as a growl but she got the point.
Moments later, that already intense feeling built even more so that I could no longer stifle the moans and I yelled out her name as I released into her mouth. She slowly pulled back, making sure to gather everything I had given before returning to my side. She laid next to me on my arm and kissed my shoulder and neck repeatedly. I smiled at her but was still trying to regain my breath.
“Well, I guess I know you aren’t cheating on me; you didn’t last long at all!”
I chuckled and rested my forehead against hers.
“Harry, I’m sorry. I wish I could give you more right now, I just-“
I cut her off by kissing her lips softly, holding her face in my hands.
“Don’t you dare apologize.”
Her arms wrapped around my waist and she turned completely on her side so that she was facing
me.
“I just want to make you happy.”
“I could never be happy if you’re having sex even though it scares you. I’m not going anywhere,
Piper. I promise.”
“Except back on tour tomorrow.”
“Yeah, except for that.”
Somehow, I forgot that I was leaving. Everything that had happened that weekend was so hectic and wild that I forgot about everything else. She was frowning, obviously still thinking about me leaving, but I didn’t want her to be upset. Especially at herself.
“Piper, none of this is your fault. It’s his. Speaking of which, I’ll have to go talk to him first thing in
the morning so I can get back to Cali as soon as possible. I want you to stay in the car though.”
“I don’t mind going into the hospital-“
“No. I don’t want him anywhere near you; in a hospital bed or not.”
She simply nodded and stared at the ceiling.
“Let’s get some sleep.”
She leaned over and kissed me sweetly on the lips before laying back on my shoulder and drifting off within minutes. I laid there for a few more hours just thinking about nothing in particular.
***********
Waking up in the morning was extremely easy. I’m sure it was because I never really slept. I passed out for about 45 minutes before Piper’s alarm started to blare. I grabbed her phone and turned it off. It was 6:30. She had moved a little, but she was still asleep, so I leaned over and kissed her forehead.
“Piper. Pssst. Wake up.”
She muttered something unintelligible and sat up.
“What time do you have class?”
“It doesn’t matter. I’ll just show up when you leave.”
She leaned over and collapsed on my shoulder, groaning in exhaustion.
“You know, I wouldn’t be opposed to you staying here while I go to the hospital.”
“No, I’m coming. I’ll stay in the car if you want, but I’m coming.”
“Fine. We better go soon.”
I pulled the sheets off and walked to the bathroom without worrying about where my underwear were. I left the door open behind me and turned on the shower. I stepped in, waking up a little more as the hot water ran down my chest. Moments later, the curtain opened, revealing an already naked Piper. I held out a hand as she stepped in and stepped over to make room.
“Should I call his dad so he knows that we-you’re going?”
“No, it’s okay. I promise I won’t hurt him.”
She didn’t seem convinced but shrugged. I wrapped my hands around her bare waist and pulled her into a hug, kissing her shoulder softly.
“Don’t worry.”
“It’s what I do.”
“Well, I’m going to have to take your mind off things.”
I moved my hands to her hips and crouched down so that my face was at her stomach, which I pressed my lips against. Her hands went to my hair and she ran her fingers through it so I continued. Surely, pleasuring her this way won’t hurt. Maybe it’ll even make her feel better about sex. I glided my lips down toward her thighs and as soon as I reached her center, I felt her legs shake a little. I grinned to myself, knowing I could make her feel good. I kissed her lightly once, before letting my tongue slip out to lick her more roughly. She tensed up and I placed my hands on her thighs to calm her down, but it didn’t work.
“Harry- please.”
Normally, I would think she was pleading for more, but I could hear the fear in her shaky voice so I stopped immediately and returned to my feet. Her arms flung around my shoulders and I held up her weight as she began to cry.
“I’m sorry, Piper, I just thought-“
“No, it’s okay. I thought it would be alright, too.”
She seemed like she was going to say something else but her sobs took over. I stroked her back and she eventually calmed down. When she was back to herself, she turned around without saying anything and reached for the shampoo. She poured some into her hand and lathered her hair. I moved out of the way and let her finish washing her hair and rinsing it, then conditioning and washing her body. She stepped out when she was done and was out of the bathroom. I finished my shower as quickly as possible and pulled a towel around my waist before exiting the bathroom myself. She was sitting on her bed in a towel, with no expression on her face. She seemed to be deep in thought, but she wasn’t crying or showing any emotion. I sat next to her, but kept my hands to myself. We sat there silently for a minute before she spoke.
“I think I need to see a therapist again.”
I thought carefully before I spoke, not wanting to say the wrong thing.
“I thought you didn’t like going to her.”
“I don’t. But, I don’t think I have another option. Maybe it could help.”
“That’s fine. But, do it for you. Don’t do it for me.”
She didn’t speak; she simply nodded. I got up first and found some clothes to wear, jeans and a t-
shirt. She did the same, putting on shorts and a tank top. She ran the towel through her hair and then brushed it, pulling it up into a messy pony-tail.
“Sorry; I don’t feel like fixing up.”
I grinned and walked over to kiss her on the forehead.
“You look beautiful.”
Once we finished getting ready and I made sure I had all of my things, we left her room. Riley was sitting in the kitchen but Cory was obviously still sleeping.
“Morning, guys.”
“Morning. You seem like you’re in a better mood!”
“I am! I talked to Liam. For now, it went well, but we’ll see what he thinks when he wakes up.”
“Wait, he was drunk?”
I didn’t want to be rude; but it wasn’t really like Liam to get that drunk.
“Yeah, he actually fell asleep while we were on the phone.”
I was shocked, but I guess it wasn’t that big of a deal. I’d talk to him when I got back.
“I talked to Cory, too. We’ve started to work things out.”
Piper walked over and hugged her, forcing a smile onto her saddened face. I could tell that she was trying to hide her pain from Riley, but I knew that wasn’t healthy. Once I was gone, she would need Riley. I just hoped she would open up to her when I left. We decided to get breakfast after the hospital and walked out the door, without even telling Riley where we were going. I drove Piper’s car and within a few minutes, we were at the hospital. I found a visitor’s spot near the door
and put the car into park.
“Please, Harry. Don’t lose your temper. Hear what he has to say and just leave. Okay?”
I gripped the steering wheel, thinking about the possibilities of what he would say.
“Okay, I promise.”
I leaned over and kissed her before opening the door and leaving her in the car with it still on. She locked the door as I walked toward the hospital doors, slightly afraid of what was ahead of me. When I reached the security desk, the guard looked at me strangely.
“Can I help you?”
“I’m here to see a patient.”
“Okay, I’ll just need your license and the patient’s name.”
I pulled out my wallet and handed him my license.
“Erm, his name’s James Kamp.”
He nodded and scanned my license while looking at his computer.
“Okay, look here and I’ll take a picture, Mr. Styles.”
I looked in the direction he pointed and kept a grim face, unable to force a smile. He handed my
license back, along with a visitor’s sticker, which I placed on my shirt.
“You’re friend is in room 312; so, take the elevator to the third floor and go right until you get to the
nurses’ station and it’ll be on your left.”
“He’s not my friend, and thanks.”
I didn’t know why I felt the need to tell him, but I couldn’t stand hearing him being referred to as my friend. He waved as I walked away, still looking at me, probably wondering where he’s seen me before.
“Have a good day!”
I waved as I entered the lift and pressed the button for floor 3. I took the security guards’ instructions and quickly found the nurses station and to the left, room 312. I decided against knocking, but stood in front of the closed door for a good minute, talking myself through what I promised Piper. Then, I opened the door slowly, entering the dark room as quiet as I could. I heard beeping of a machine and the soft noise of the TV. I could see him laying there because of the small amount of light the television was giving off. He seemed to be sleeping but turned to face me when my shoe squeaked against the floor.
“Ahh, so you decided to show up.”
He sat up a little bit and I could see a grin forming on his bruised face. He motioned for me to move closer but I stayed where I was, standing about ten feet from his bed.
“I’m not staying long. Say what you want to say and I’m out.”
“Well, well. I don’t really think you’re in a position to tell me what to do.”
“What do you mean?”
“Harry, come on. ‘If you ever so much as look at her, I will finish you’,” he was mocking me, “sure,
I may not have seen you, but you should have thought about having a distinct accent.”
He knew it was me. He knew I beat him to a pulp. Why did he lie? I couldn’t give in to it now. What proof did he have? Did he need it? I only knew that admitting it to him would help nothing.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He chuckled and shook his head.
“If you drop the charges against me, I won’t even bring it up.”
“There is no way in hell we’re dropping the charges. You’re sick and you need to be behind bars.”
I was practically spitting, pointing my finger as I tried to sound stern, yet quiet.
“How is our dear Piper anyway? How’s sex been for you guys ever since she’s had me?”
My fists automatically balled and I had to mentally remind myself over and over again that I couldn’t hit him in a hospital.
“If you don’t shut your fucking mouth or-“
“What? You’ll ‘finish me’? Ha. I’m not scared of you, Harry. You should be scared of me though. I don’t need you behind bars. I can end you with a simple statement in a magazine.”
“If you think for a second that I care more about my career than I do about her, you’re sadly
mistaken.”
“But, would she even care about you if you weren’t, well, you?”
I stopped myself from thinking about his conniving words and tried with all my might to not say something I would regret.
“James, I’m done talking to you. I thought maybe you would want to apologize, but obviously you’re just completely mental and have no capability of human emotion.”
I turn around and start to walk away, honestly proud of myself for not hurting him.
“Bye, Harry! Don’t forget what I said! Drop the charges and this never happened. It’s as simple as that.”
I turned to look at his face, the smile on it making me sick, and flipped him the bird as I pushed the door open, letting it slam shut behind me. When I entered the lift again, a thousand things ran through my head. Could he actually do anything without proof? Would magazines take the story and ruin my career? Did Piper really love me for me? Why did I let him get to me? My frustration grew and I uncontrollably punched the metal wall in the empty elevator, reopening the cuts on my knuckles. I held my fist in pain and looked at the small dent I put in the wall. It felt good to release a small amount of the rage I felt toward that son of a bitch. He was going to pay dearly for what he did, whether it meant me losing everything or not.
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