"We have to move fast." I said to Harry in a panic.

"Is everything okay?" He said worried, but he followed my orders.

"You know that boyfriend I told you about but I didn't want to talk about?"

"Yeah?"

"He's right there." I tried to push him so he'd go faster, but I was seen.

"Lauren Miller. Hey baby cakes. I knew you'd come back to me." He was drunk.

"Go, please hurry!" I said to Harry almost running. But something grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

"Where you going love? We have things to finish." He said pulling away from Harry.

"Harry!" I screamed to him.

"Take your hands off of her. Now." He said grabbing me back.

"Watch yourself pretty boy. She's with me."

"No, I think she's mine. And I think you should just walk away before things get serious." Harry said calmly but sternly back to him.

"Maybe you should just go away before I have to hurt that pretty face of yours." He said pulling his arm up to punch him in the face, but Harry grabbed his fist before he could and twisted it. He took his other arm and punched him in the face making him fall to the ground.

"Come on. Let's get out of here." Harry said grabbing my hand and running out of the neighborhood. We walked back to the hotel in quiet since I was kind of shook up from everything that happened.

We got back and it was about around noon. Liam came in our room and asked if we wanted to go to lunch with everyone but we declined.

"So are you ready to tell me about him?" Harry asked asked as we sat on the bed.

"No, but I'm going to anyways." I said getting up and taking a deep breath.

"You don't have to if you're not ready love." He said standing up coming towards me.

"I need to though." I sat him down back on the bed and I sat next to him.

"His name is Robert. I met him when I was 13. We lived in the same neighborhood but never noticed each other. We started talking and I thought he was the sweetest boy ever. He asked me out and that's when things got bad." I took a long pause and tried not to start crying.
"At least once a week he would rape me. He tied me down and beat me. This went on for 4 years until I finally went to live with my sister. That is, until he found me again. My sister knew everything, so before he could get to Pittsburg, she sent me to London for the summer so he couldn't find me. I have scars in places where you can't see them with a bathing suit on, the rest of the bruises all over my body are gone." I couldn't say anymore, I was crying to much I was choking on my tears.

Harry looked as though he was going to cry, he threw his arms around me and he held me tight.

"I'm so sorry you had to go through that. I would never let anyone hurt you." He whispered to me. I just cried harder into his chest making his shirt yet. "I won't let him hurt you. Ever again. He'll have to kill me before he hurts you"

"Thank you." I whispered back to him. I backed away from his chest and saw tears running down his face. I took my thumb and wiped them away.

"Come on, let's go do something fun." He said lifting me up.

"Like what? This is Ohio, there's nothing fun to do in Ohio." I said sniffing.

"Let's go to a baseball game." He said. The Indians were definitely my favorite team and they were playing today.

"Seriously?" I said so happily. "I'd love that!"

"Great! I'll get some tickets online so we won't have to wait in line." He said looking on his laptop. I was really excited. I hadn't been to an Indians game since I was little and my mom took me for my birthday.

"Let's get cute matching jerseys!" I said to him excitedly

"Like what?" I had to think for a while.

"We'll get Styles on the back of yours with your number and then Miller on the back of mine with my number."

"Hmm, sounds cute, but how about instead I get Miller, and you get Styles with the date we met. So it'll be Miller with 6 and Styles with 13." I loved that idea.

"Sounds great! I know the place we can get them really fast." Harry bought the tickets and then we took a taxi to the place where we'd get the jerseys. My dad's friend owned it and he adored me so he wouldn't mind making them.
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Harry paid the driver and we headed in. I looked around and saw jerseys and plain shirts everywhere.

"How can I help you two?" I heard a familiar voice come from behind me. I turned to see him.

"Mario!" I yelled and hugged him.

"There's my princess. It's been so long since I've seen you." He said back to me. "Who's this young man?" He said looking at Harry.

"This is my boyfriend, Harry." I said pulling Harry to my side.

"Nice to meet you sir." Harry said putting his hand out to shake Mario's.

"It's a pleasure. You better be taking good care of my little princess here." Mario said pointing at me. He knew me since I was born and he was more of a dad to me than my own father.

"Of course I am. She means the world to me." Harry said wrapping an arm around me.

"Good. She means the world to me too. But what can I help you with?"

"Well, we're going to the watch the Indians play, and we need custom jerseys." I said to him looking at the jerseys.

"Of course. I can have them ready in a half hour. Come show me what you want on them." We followed him to the counter where he pulled out a notebook. I wrote down what we wanted on them.

"Well how precious. What sizes? He said looking over the pictures.

"I'd probably need a small in woman's."

"Medium in I guess men's." we all laughed at that.

"Alright, they'll be ready in a half hour. No charge." Mario said to us.

"You're the best Mario. We're gonna go grab a bite to eat. Want anything?" I said to him just before he went to the back.

"No thank you. Go run off you two. Have fun." He called from his office.

"Bye Mario." We headed out and walked to the cafe next door. We weren't really hungry, so he just got a tea while I got a hot chocolate.

"He's really nice." Harry said taking a seat across from me.

"He practically raised me. After my mom died, he was around more than my dad was. He's basically my dad."

"He raised you well. You turned out to be a really amazing young lady." I chuckled at that. "I mean it. You're not like the rest of the girls. You had to grow up faster than anyone else, and you're so strong. When I say you mean the world to me, I mean that. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you." This made me blush and gave me butterflies.

"You're not who I thought you were Styles, you definitely don't get enough credit." I said looking at his piercing green eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I always see people saying you use girls to get them in bed or you act like you like a girl just to get in their pants, I believed it, but you proved that wrong." He put both hands around his mug like he was at a meeting or something.

"I actually used to be like that. Until you came around. Right when I met you, I knew I didn't want sex. I wanted a relationship." I couldn't believe he actually said that.

"Do you even understand how perfect you are?" I said giving him a cute smirk.

"No, but neither do you. So that makes us perfect for each other." He said giving me the same smirk.

We just sat there and talked for a while until we realized our jerseys were probably done.

We walked back over and found Mario.

"Mario! Are they done." I asked him from the front desk.

"Yes they are, do you like?" He showed us them and they looked just like I hoped.

"They're perfect. Thank you so much." I said giving him a hug.

"I won't charge you anything on one condition. This has to do with Harry." Harry looked confused but so did I.
"You don't hurt my little Princess."

"Trust me, I never plan on it. I'll always keep her safe and never hurt her." He holding me.

"Thanks son. Now go you two, the game should be starting soon.

"Thanks again Mario!" I said walking out the store. Harry called a taxi and we headed to Progressive field.