I Understand. An AU/punk story.

I stood there, in shock, not knowing what to do. I loved him too but telling him was just not a good idea... But he deserved to know... didn't he?

"Harry I -" Before I responded his head flew to mine.

Crashing his lips to mine. Fire and passion warmed me head to head to toe. His mouth was not its usual roughness. It was soft and tender. Wet and warm. Everything I ever pictured the perfect kiss would be.

His large, soft hands cupped my face. I stood there ,in shock before I could finally kiss him back. I wanted to last forever.

Until

He was ripped off my mouth.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" Louis screams in his face. Really??!??!

Harry snorts and turns away from him, facing me again. Ignoring him. Which is perfect until Louis pulls him back again.

"Hey, Louis. Touch me one more fucking time." Harry spits at him.

"What the fuck are you gonna do about it?" He hisses.

"Lets take this outside and you'll find out." Harry laughs deeply. No hint of fear or anxiety in his voice. Its more of a dare than anything.


Harry laughs in his face when he doesn't reply and once again turns to me. Rolling his eyes.

"You know what, I'd rather deal with this now." He snaps, ripping Harry back he brings back a fist and Attempts to deliver a solid right hook to his nose but Harry side steps in time. He pushes me back by my waist and is on Louis in a second.

Everyone steps back to watch the fight, Niall and Zayn try to get to the boys but the crowd makes it impossible.

The guys turn for a second, Louis looks like shit but Harry's not dripping a ball of sweat.

"When the fuck are you going to wake up and realize who she wants!" Harry screams at him as Lou doubles over a little bit.

"We both fucking know who she had feelings for!" Lou screams back, going for Harry once again. Before I can make a move. A hand reaches and grabs a chunk of my hair. I let out a scream and stumble back, trying to relieve the pain.

"Why is it always you when trouble starts!" Mckenzie hisses in my ear. I reach up quickly and grab a chunk of her hair, ripping as hard as I can, she lets go of me and I turn to her.

"You're gonna regret that hun." I laugh before I lunge for her. Grabbing her shoulders and sticking a foot out I have her on her ass in one flat second. Getting a better hold on her by pinning my knees in to her I bring back a fist, no not a hand, a fist and drive it in to her nose. "Kiss this you stupid bitch!"

She screams and her talon like fingers reach up and scratch me, It takes me a second to react to that so it gives her time to get me on my back, this time pulling my hair again, throwing catty slaps.

I see two security gaurds pull the guys away. In one last ditch effort to get this heavy slut off of me. I reach my hand to the back of her neck, grabbing the baby hairs and rip. And I fucking mean rip.

I pull her to her side next to me, getting up and kneeling on her back. Still holding the back of her head, I slam her head on the ground. Screaming every curse word in the book I continue to rail on her until strong hands grab my hips, picking me right up like a baby, I'm put on my feet.

I attempt to lunge but the arms hold me back. Louis dives to Mckenzie and drags her to her feet. Her face is shit fucked and she screams like a bloody maniac trying to get at me but Louis hold me. The security gaurd screams something to us and we're escorted out, the boys arms never leave us because if they did I would of ripped those fucking extensions out.

Niall, Rae, Perrie, and Zayn are already waiting. Rae attempts to get at Mackenzie, pissed for starting shit with me. Harry is about to talk to me until a hand grabs my upper arm, ripping me backwards. Pain shoots up in to my shoulder and I let out cry.

Louis.

"What the fuck is your problem?" He screams at me, taking me back.

"WHATS MY PROBLEM? WHATS YOUR PROBLEM?" I spit at him, trying to get some space between us.

"WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO START THIS SHIT?"

''WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? YOU STARTED FIGHTING WITH HARRY AND YOUR PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A WOMAN GIRLFRIEND ATTACKED ME!'' I scream back. Louis turns back to Mckenzie.

"Shes lying, I tried to stop the fight and she slapped me!" She splutters.

Oh no she fucking didn't.

"LIKE HELL!" I screech at her. Louis glares between us, not sure who to believe. "You seriously don't believe me?" I ask quietly in disbelief. How could he not believe me? "Lou?" I ask sadly..

"Come on baby." Mckenzie purs to him.

"You know, I would have yesterday. But now I see your nothing but a manipulative, mean, bitch."

And with that he turns and leaves me there on the sidewalk.

My heart broke right then and there.

"Lilian, I am - " Harry rushes to me, I hold a hand up to stop him.

"Lets go." With out another word I go to his parked car, he follows me and gets in. The ride is silent until he pulls up to my place. My head in throbbing and my face is bleeding.

"Can you bring me home?" I whimper. He knows what I mean.

-

We arrive at Harry's apartment when I get out of the car, he doesn't let me walk, instead, swings me up in his arms and carries me up to his place.

We go straight to his bedroom. Turning on the bedside lamps he sits me on the edge of the bed and takes a look at my face, leaning in front of me.

"Oh, Lilian." He breathes, prodding my face which makes me wince. Going to the bathroom he comes back in with a wet towel and starts cleaning my face. It hurts terribly and I wince and sniffle the whole time.

"Harry please stop, it hurts." I whine. My breathe catches and is ragged coming out. He stops immediately and looks at me sympathetically. A huge lump froms in my throat and my eyes water. "Do you think I'm a bitch?" I suddenly ob, all of the tears coming over, breaking down in front of Harry.

His arms surround me in seconds, pulling me to his chest, I welcome the embrace, snuggling my head in to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and locking my legs around his waist. his hands trace up my thighs and scoot under my ass, lifting us he crawls to the head of the bed.

"I'm a t - terrible p- person!" I sob.

"Shh shh, you're not." He coos, trying to pull my hands away but I shake my head.

"Don't lie to me! Problems always start whenever I'm around! And I use you and Louis and I take everything for granted!" I completely fall apart. Harry continues to comfort and hug me but it's no use. I feel terrible.

"That's not true, Lily. Now look at me." He hushes. I sniffle and try to stop crying but my body keeps heaving sobs. His hands take my wrists and pull them away from my eyes. A muscled arm goes around my waist, his extra one puts my arms around my neck. That same arm cups my cheek. He kisses the tears and his chest on mine stops the sobbing.

"He h - hates me." I say softly. Harry's face is a mixture of hate and sadness. I hate feeling sad about his now arch enemy blowing me off in front of him.

"He doesn't. He couldn't ever. No one could." He whispers back. I shake my head no but he shakes his yes. "He's a dumb boy, he'll realize what he did and he'll make it OK. I promise..." He says softly. I know hes telling the sincere truth. So I give him a weak smile. "Please don't cry, it brakes my heart..." He says sadly, making me frown.

"Why do you have to be so perfect?"

"I'm no where near as perfect as you." He replies simply, laying his forehead on mine.

"I'm glad you're in my life, Harry." He smiles at that and closes his eyes. I'm still lightly crying but he brushes the tears away. Sitting up he knocks the legs that were wrapped around his legs open. He kneels in front of my parted thighs. Reaching down he grabs my arms and pulls me up.

Then his smooth hands reach under my bum and pull my dress up. When it reaches my hips, he looks to the side when he pulls the tight dress over my head. I can see all of the self control he's using not to look at my push up bra and lace thong. I let out a small giggle.

"Oh, you think that's soo funny!?" He laughs, turning back to me as he takes his shirt and pants off. I bob my head and smile. "Well, you wanna know what I think is funny?" He says darkly yet with a big smile. Then he lunges at me knocking me on my back his hands go to my stomach and he starts tickling me.

"HARRY NO!" I scream like a maniac, clawing his back. I laugh uncontrollably and so does he as he keeps tickling up and own my waist. I take a handful of curls and give a playful yank and it gets him to stop.

"OK OK I'm done!" He laughs, as I gently pull the deep brown hair. I smirk and he turns off the night side lamps. We both flop on our backs, out of breath. After a few seconds, I feel his hand intertwine with mine. I smile ad take it happily.

Turning on my side he scoots over and wraps an arm around my waist, spooning me with his head on mine.

Even though a piece of me feels broken, the other now feels fixed and. And even thought he broken side hurts. The better half feels like my old self. Like me again.

And I owe it all to Harry.

Notes

the fucking feels. I can't.