I Understand. An AU/punk story.
Big City Dreams
"Just relax baby, it's fine." Jeff is above me, pinning me down, I can't move my body. I shake my head but his hands move down my hips and rub me through my pants. I sob and scream through clamped lips but nothing comes out.
Then my dad is there. Tall and with gentle eyes. He frowns at me but doesn't attempt to make a move towards the man on me. I scream through my clamped lips but he doesn't move.
And then as we lock eyes, he waves and leaves my attacker on top of me. I scream for him but he doesn't come, a sharp pain runs through my shoulders.
"LILY WAKE UP!" I'm being shaken, someone is still on me. I scream and kick Jeff off of me.
"PLEASE LET ME GO! DAD HELP ME PLEASE!" I scream and shake my head, sobbing.
"LILIAN ITS ME, IT'S HARRY. OPEN YOUR EYES!'' My eyes fly open, my heart beats a million miles an hour. Panic stricken I stop screaming and look in to the beautiful green eyes above me. Gasping for air, Harry shakes me. "Hey, it's OK, breathe, it's just a dream!" He hushes, breathing just as hard as me. He smooths my hair. "It's OK, I'm here, I have you!" He continues to coo me.
"He - he was on me! He wouldn't help me! I called for him!" I sob, my hands clamping in to his shoulders.
"It's OK!" I catch my breath and close my eyes. And then it hits me how much I over reacted. I try to sit up, Harry moves so I can, I quickly get up and rush towards the bathroom. "Baby?" He calls to me but I don't answer. Closing the door, I sink to the floor. Burying my face in my knees. I take a few deep breaths and try to calm my racing pulse. Harry's at the door a few moments later, he knocks softly and asks for em to to open the door. I can't stop seeing that dream. Why wouldn't my dad help me? Was he mad at me?
I pictured my dad in heaven, watching the way my life has been going for the past few months. He would undoubtedly be disappointed. He had always planned for collage and the state track team, maybe even a singing class or two, since he always told me I was a beautiful singer even though I only did it in the shower.... And now? None of that was going as we planned.
I got up slowly and went to the sink, dabbing some cool water on my puffy eyes. Looking in the mirror I studied my reflection. I had my dads eyes.
After recollecting myself I clicked the door open and looked in to the room. Harry sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his face.... He looked up at me. Before his pretty lips could say a word I went straight to him and straddled his lap, hugging my arms around his neck, burying my face in his neck. I sniffled once or twice before his hands finally my waist, pulling our chests together, He buried his face in my hair.
"Are you OK?" He mumbled. I nod. His hands slowly and softly rubbed up my skin. It gave me goose bump.
"Can we just go to bed?" I whimper. He nods and crawls back, dragging us back on to the bed. Pulling the quilt back, he tucked me in and leaned on his elbow above me.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asks, playing with my fingers. I shake my head no. "Are you sure? You were screaming dad..." He says softly. I shrug my shoulders and roll on to my side, after a big sigh he lays next to me and we take our spooning position again. "Goodnight, Lily. Don't be nervous, I'm right here." He whispers before I fall asleep.
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I wake from my deep sleep as Harry turns shifts the mattress, I turn as he crawls back on bed. His hair damp from the shower.
"Morning, sleepy bunny!" He laughs. I smile and sit up, the quilt falls to my hips, revealing my bra clad chest. His eyes wander to my breasts and I blush like crazy and pull the blanket up around me. He chuckles.
"I'm sorry about the other night.."
"It's fine, don't even worry about it!" Harry insists. I nod once and stretch.
"Thank you.... for last night... you were surprisingly.... sweet." I mumble. He shrugs.
"I just realized that the only reason we're not together is because I'm not nice enough to you.... so I'm going to change that..." He says awkwardly.
Well then..... I cock my head and study his face for a few seconds.
"What!?" He laughs after I realized I have been staring at him for a little while too long. I just laugh and shake my head.
I get up from his bed trying my best to cover my body with the blanket.
"Hey I'm cold!" Harry whines, tugging the blanket.
"Too bad!" I scold, trying to get away with it but he pulls it out of my grasp. I let out a little yelp, now standing there in my thong and push up bra. He laughs and gives me a sharp slap on the ass as I run to his dresser to find some clothes. "Hey!" I snap, opening the drawer and pulling out one of his pair of sweat pants. I yank them up my hip and then quickly pull on a random T shirt. He watches lazily the whole time.
"You wanna go shopping with me today?" He asks suddenly. I bite my lip and look at him skeptically. "Just as friends?" He splutters.
Was this a good idea? Probably not, but I did like spending time with this cupcake Harry and I didn't want to do nothing all day...
"I guess..." I shrug. He beams at me and jumps from bed.
"OK, lets go then!" I give him a half smile and nod.
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Once at my place I quickly get ready for the day. I come from the bathroom and Harry smirks at me.
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"You look so damn - " I give him a warning look and he rolls his eyes before following me from my room.
"Hey, guys, what are you up to?" Rae asks, emerging from her bedroom with Niall, eyeing Harry.
"Going out, we're bored." I tell her, she nods.
"Are you two -" she asks apprehensively.
"Nope." I rush out. Niall snickers and Harry punches his arms. I smile at my friends and Harry and I get read to go.
-
"These are so cute!" I squeal at the heels through a glass window in the mall.
"Wan't me to get them for you?" Harry asks like it's no big deal. I raise my eyebrows.
"No!" I laugh, pulling him away from the window.
"Why not?" He pouts as we go and sit at the edge of the indoor fountain.
"You don't need to buy me anything, I don't want you to." I insist, crossing my legs. He sighs and leans back an arm.
"Yeah, but I want to!" I roll my eyes and shake my head no.
We sit for a little while talking until I see a young girl around 15 or so walking with her dad. Shes dainty and has long brown hair. The two have a striking resemblance. I frown at them. I see Harry look at the side of my face then follow my gaze, he sighs sadly and pats my back. I look down at me shoes.
"Harry, do you think I'm doing anything good?" I ask him a few moments later.
"What do you mean?" He quizzes.
"Like, anything good with my life..." I turn to him and squint, hes watching me intently.
"Truthfully?"
"Truthfully." I reply. He twiddles his thumbs.
"I think you could do much more, you have so many talents and gifts, but you're not even using them." I groan loudly and slump my chins on my hands. "Is that not what you wanted to hear?"
"Not exactly." I shrug, he leans forward like I was so he could get closer to my face.
"Why, does that matter? As long as you're happy, right?" He asks, concern and curiosity present.
"Yeah... but my dad always had a bigger plan for me... And I feel like I'm letting him down.." I tell him bluntly. Harry frowns.
"Well then do something! You got a really good GPA you took A.P. classes.. Apply to collage!" he says happily. I sigh and lean back on my hands.
"What about you, do you have any dreams, Harry?" I ask him, rolling my head to look at him.
He laughs and nods, copying my arm actions, but looking at his boots.
"Well, what is it?!" I ask excitedly, turning to him. Putting one leg sideways on the ledge of the fountain the other on the ground.
"I wan't to move to New York to be closer to my dad, take over his gang, marry a beautiful woman, and have a tattoo shop on the side." He says bluntly. I smile at him and smack his arm.
"That's a great dream!"
"I guess, but I don't see myself ever leaving this this town." He says dully.
"Why not? It's not like you don't have the money." I laugh lightly.
"Because you're here."
Oh....
Then my dad is there. Tall and with gentle eyes. He frowns at me but doesn't attempt to make a move towards the man on me. I scream through my clamped lips but he doesn't move.
And then as we lock eyes, he waves and leaves my attacker on top of me. I scream for him but he doesn't come, a sharp pain runs through my shoulders.
"LILY WAKE UP!" I'm being shaken, someone is still on me. I scream and kick Jeff off of me.
"PLEASE LET ME GO! DAD HELP ME PLEASE!" I scream and shake my head, sobbing.
"LILIAN ITS ME, IT'S HARRY. OPEN YOUR EYES!'' My eyes fly open, my heart beats a million miles an hour. Panic stricken I stop screaming and look in to the beautiful green eyes above me. Gasping for air, Harry shakes me. "Hey, it's OK, breathe, it's just a dream!" He hushes, breathing just as hard as me. He smooths my hair. "It's OK, I'm here, I have you!" He continues to coo me.
"He - he was on me! He wouldn't help me! I called for him!" I sob, my hands clamping in to his shoulders.
"It's OK!" I catch my breath and close my eyes. And then it hits me how much I over reacted. I try to sit up, Harry moves so I can, I quickly get up and rush towards the bathroom. "Baby?" He calls to me but I don't answer. Closing the door, I sink to the floor. Burying my face in my knees. I take a few deep breaths and try to calm my racing pulse. Harry's at the door a few moments later, he knocks softly and asks for em to to open the door. I can't stop seeing that dream. Why wouldn't my dad help me? Was he mad at me?
I pictured my dad in heaven, watching the way my life has been going for the past few months. He would undoubtedly be disappointed. He had always planned for collage and the state track team, maybe even a singing class or two, since he always told me I was a beautiful singer even though I only did it in the shower.... And now? None of that was going as we planned.
I got up slowly and went to the sink, dabbing some cool water on my puffy eyes. Looking in the mirror I studied my reflection. I had my dads eyes.
After recollecting myself I clicked the door open and looked in to the room. Harry sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his face.... He looked up at me. Before his pretty lips could say a word I went straight to him and straddled his lap, hugging my arms around his neck, burying my face in his neck. I sniffled once or twice before his hands finally my waist, pulling our chests together, He buried his face in my hair.
"Are you OK?" He mumbled. I nod. His hands slowly and softly rubbed up my skin. It gave me goose bump.
"Can we just go to bed?" I whimper. He nods and crawls back, dragging us back on to the bed. Pulling the quilt back, he tucked me in and leaned on his elbow above me.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asks, playing with my fingers. I shake my head no. "Are you sure? You were screaming dad..." He says softly. I shrug my shoulders and roll on to my side, after a big sigh he lays next to me and we take our spooning position again. "Goodnight, Lily. Don't be nervous, I'm right here." He whispers before I fall asleep.
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I wake from my deep sleep as Harry turns shifts the mattress, I turn as he crawls back on bed. His hair damp from the shower.
"Morning, sleepy bunny!" He laughs. I smile and sit up, the quilt falls to my hips, revealing my bra clad chest. His eyes wander to my breasts and I blush like crazy and pull the blanket up around me. He chuckles.
"I'm sorry about the other night.."
"It's fine, don't even worry about it!" Harry insists. I nod once and stretch.
"Thank you.... for last night... you were surprisingly.... sweet." I mumble. He shrugs.
"I just realized that the only reason we're not together is because I'm not nice enough to you.... so I'm going to change that..." He says awkwardly.
Well then..... I cock my head and study his face for a few seconds.
"What!?" He laughs after I realized I have been staring at him for a little while too long. I just laugh and shake my head.
I get up from his bed trying my best to cover my body with the blanket.
"Hey I'm cold!" Harry whines, tugging the blanket.
"Too bad!" I scold, trying to get away with it but he pulls it out of my grasp. I let out a little yelp, now standing there in my thong and push up bra. He laughs and gives me a sharp slap on the ass as I run to his dresser to find some clothes. "Hey!" I snap, opening the drawer and pulling out one of his pair of sweat pants. I yank them up my hip and then quickly pull on a random T shirt. He watches lazily the whole time.
"You wanna go shopping with me today?" He asks suddenly. I bite my lip and look at him skeptically. "Just as friends?" He splutters.
Was this a good idea? Probably not, but I did like spending time with this cupcake Harry and I didn't want to do nothing all day...
"I guess..." I shrug. He beams at me and jumps from bed.
"OK, lets go then!" I give him a half smile and nod.
-
Once at my place I quickly get ready for the day. I come from the bathroom and Harry smirks at me.
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"You look so damn - " I give him a warning look and he rolls his eyes before following me from my room.
"Hey, guys, what are you up to?" Rae asks, emerging from her bedroom with Niall, eyeing Harry.
"Going out, we're bored." I tell her, she nods.
"Are you two -" she asks apprehensively.
"Nope." I rush out. Niall snickers and Harry punches his arms. I smile at my friends and Harry and I get read to go.
-
"These are so cute!" I squeal at the heels through a glass window in the mall.
"Wan't me to get them for you?" Harry asks like it's no big deal. I raise my eyebrows.
"No!" I laugh, pulling him away from the window.
"Why not?" He pouts as we go and sit at the edge of the indoor fountain.
"You don't need to buy me anything, I don't want you to." I insist, crossing my legs. He sighs and leans back an arm.
"Yeah, but I want to!" I roll my eyes and shake my head no.
We sit for a little while talking until I see a young girl around 15 or so walking with her dad. Shes dainty and has long brown hair. The two have a striking resemblance. I frown at them. I see Harry look at the side of my face then follow my gaze, he sighs sadly and pats my back. I look down at me shoes.
"Harry, do you think I'm doing anything good?" I ask him a few moments later.
"What do you mean?" He quizzes.
"Like, anything good with my life..." I turn to him and squint, hes watching me intently.
"Truthfully?"
"Truthfully." I reply. He twiddles his thumbs.
"I think you could do much more, you have so many talents and gifts, but you're not even using them." I groan loudly and slump my chins on my hands. "Is that not what you wanted to hear?"
"Not exactly." I shrug, he leans forward like I was so he could get closer to my face.
"Why, does that matter? As long as you're happy, right?" He asks, concern and curiosity present.
"Yeah... but my dad always had a bigger plan for me... And I feel like I'm letting him down.." I tell him bluntly. Harry frowns.
"Well then do something! You got a really good GPA you took A.P. classes.. Apply to collage!" he says happily. I sigh and lean back on my hands.
"What about you, do you have any dreams, Harry?" I ask him, rolling my head to look at him.
He laughs and nods, copying my arm actions, but looking at his boots.
"Well, what is it?!" I ask excitedly, turning to him. Putting one leg sideways on the ledge of the fountain the other on the ground.
"I wan't to move to New York to be closer to my dad, take over his gang, marry a beautiful woman, and have a tattoo shop on the side." He says bluntly. I smile at him and smack his arm.
"That's a great dream!"
"I guess, but I don't see myself ever leaving this this town." He says dully.
"Why not? It's not like you don't have the money." I laugh lightly.
"Because you're here."
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8/12/15