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

Harry's P O V:

After Leannah passed out, I started to walk up stairs to check on Skye, and once I got to the edge of the steps, I eard screaming, and crying. I ran as fast as I could up to my room, with my fist right next to my side, ready to knock out whatever is hurting Skye. As soon as I opened my door, she threw something at me, that's when I realised, she thought she was in danger. "Skye, I'm Harry. I am not going to hurt you...erm, your sister is here..." She cut in with, "You sick fuck, you took my sister and, I?! What the hell did you do to her?!" she said, rolled in a ball next to my bed, tears in her eyes. I can't gelp but, to start tearing up myself, I walk towards her, "Hear me out..." I spoke peaceflly while moving to the other side of the bed, just to give her enough room. But, trust me. If I could, I would be right next to her, holding her in my arms, telling her it's gonna be OK. "I helped you guys, you were getting in a fight, with some chick. After you punched her, I swooped in and carried out to my car... then came back to my flat. I carried you in, and you slept in my bed. Leannah is sleeping on the couch. Everrything is OK, and under control. Noone is hurt, and you guys are safe. That's all I care about." I ended up, crying a bit. I don't know why. She just looked at me, with a understanding face, a beautiful face was looking at me. Once I realised, she was starting to remember everything, she smirked a bit, and looked at me. "So, you saved me, and also took care of my baby sister when I couldn't?" She said kinda thankful. "Yes, and my mum don't get off work tll late, I can make dinner, we can watch movies, and I'll watch you guys home. I want to make sure you're safe." I looked up at her, she held her eyes closed, and took a deep breath in.