My Past, Our Future. (Harry Styles Fan-fiction)

Harry's P O V:

Skye and Leannah feel asleep around 10:00 pm. It was pretty fun, they act so much alike. It's insane, but there is a tiny bit of differences between the two of them. And those tiny bit of differences, are the things I liked abour Skye. She was everything I like in a girl. Skye was beautiful, outgoing, funny, kind, and loving. She was broken, and yet, she still cared about others. More than she cared about herself sometimes. I just wanted to fix her, mae her happy, and protect her from not only her past, but her future. Back home, I was the one who had many girlfriends, I would attend parties, and drink. I sure did have a lot of girl I would just hook up with. I can see me changing everything, just to be with Skye. Or have a future with her. I know, it's only been a day. But, I can tell it's going to be a never ending friendship, and a long lasting relationship. My thoughts were interupted, when Skye's phone started to go off. "Skye. Skye love. Wake up!" She didn't even budge. "Skye babe. BABE! BABY." She woke up, looking worried and, peaceful all at the same time. "Your phone was going off, I couldn't wake you..." Skye pulled out her phone and checked it. She put it back in her pocket, and said "We have to go home. Mom just called, she is probably worried." Skye looked a bit upset, and diappointed. She got up slowly, and grabbed her bags. She said, "Leannah...Leannah Raychelle. Wake up!!! We have to get going." Leannah got up and Folded my blanket and pillow, neatly placed it on my bed, and we began going down the steps and out the door. As we were walking to Skye and Leannah's house, SKye pulled out a pack of cigarette's and lit one up, we went through her back yard, and sat there for a minute while she smoked. "Good night Harry, I'll see ya tomorrow." and Leannah went inside, leaving Skye and I alone. "Soo, why do you smoke?" I asked. "She looked at me, and said "I don't know, I been smoking for a while. It's just a bad habit I picked up....I am a good girl, with bad habits." She then looked at me, nodding her head. I then reached into my jacket pocket, and pulled out my pack of cigarettes, lighting it up. I looked up at her, and smile. She just laughed and knuckle touched me. We started to bust out laughing. "Harry, your pretty cool..." She looked up blushing. I nonned my head. "Your not bad yourself." I ended with a wink. We were almost done smoking, when her mother walked out....

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