Life isn't a fairy-tale (( Punk Harry ))
No Tea?
Leah POV
‘’Where am I?’’ I sigh dumping down on a bench in the not so good neighborhood, I was supposed to meet Danielle at a café but I got lost.
It was Saturday already, my mom had been so nice to let me start in school in the middle of the week. I had hung out with Danielle, and Harry haven’t talked to me since the first day.
I really liked Danielle which is why I said yes to hang out with her on the weekend, the only problem was that I didn’t know the town at all.
I stand up wandering down a path kicking a stone in frustration, ‘’fuck!’’ I pull out my phone and text Danielle.
‘To : Danielle P.
Hi babe, I’m quite lost right now so I don’t know if I’ll make it. ‘
It doesn’t take long before she replies.
From: Danielle P.
I’m sorry I forgot to tell you babe, I had to cancel! Dance practice, see you Monday Mwah! X’
I stare at it, a bit annoyed that I had wandered around this place for ages but again it’s probably the best but the chances of me finding the place wasn’t big.
I only had a little money to a cup of tea, it wouldn’t be enough to a taxa and I was too scared to take the bus and end somewhere worse.
This day sucked, I was walking outside trying to find back and suddenly it begins to rain.
‘’I fucking hate English weather!’’ I yell trying to run and find somewhere to be away from the rain but failing, instead I just give up and stand there getting soaked from top to toe.
‘’I give up, nothing ever goes right.’’ I sigh when someone suddenly puts a shirt over me.
I turn around and sees Harry.
‘’Thank you but no thank you.’’ I take the shirt of my shoulders handing it to him, ‘’are you lost?’’ he ask eyeing me not taking the shirt from me yet.
‘’No of course not!’’ I roll my eyes, he just chuckles ‘’Need help?’’
‘’No’’ I start walking away from him when he stops me, ‘’I live over there you can stay there until the rain stops then I’ll follow you home.’’ He states as it was an order.
‘’No thank you.’’ I reply once again as I look down the road seeing how it started to get dull and the rain didn’t seem to stop either.
‘’I’ll ask one more time.’’ He says but I cut him off, ‘’No!’’
‘’Fine suite yourself.’’ And with that he turns around heading for the blocks.
I stand there for some seconds before finally giving in, if I stayed outside longer I would get sick or raped but I was not going to speak to him.
‘’Wait!’’ I yell out running up to him as he turn his head and has a wink on his face.
‘’This way.’’ He chuckles walking with me
He unlocks the door showing me in, it was a small place. There were a small couch, a coffee table and a mini TV. There was a small kitchen to the right, and a bathroom and a room I assumed was his bedroom.
‘’Do you live alone?’’ I ask quietly, he just hums in response as he kicks his converse off.
‘’I don’t have any hot to drink sorry.’’ He states heading for his bedroom, I honestly didn’t expect him to have anything so I just stand there awkwardly soaking wet.
Soon he comes out wearing a black t-shirt and a new pair of black jeans.
‘’Here.’’ He hands me one of his shirt and some shorts, I decline.
‘’You’ll get sick, just wear it while we dry your clothes up.’’ He raises his voice a little getting annoyed.
I take them sighing going over to his bathroom to change, soon I’m in his clothes that’s bigger than me but it was nice to get dried up.
I walk out awkwardly handing him my clothes so he can put it somewhere to dry, ‘’I like the way you look in my clothes.’’ He teases taking the clothes.
I sit on his couch awkwardly when he comes back without the clothes.
‘’Do I really look that bad?’’ He ask chuckling as I refuse to look at him and keep my eyes on the table.
‘’I’m not that bad as everyone thinks I am.’’ He continues sighing, ‘’look Ella talk to me for god sake!’’ He yells trying to touch my arm as I pull away from him.
‘’I’m not going to be one of your cheap shags Harry!’’ I stare at him, ‘’I am certainly not going to play a long with whatever game you are playing.’’ I knew I was being harsh but I had no idea what he wanted from me and it started to annoy me terrible.
‘’You are a freaking punk Harry!’’ I storm off to the bathroom angrily ripping his clothes off, a taking my own fairly wet clothes on when I hear a loud smash in the living room, I run out and sees Harry had smashed his fist in the wall.
‘’I’m leaving.’’ I state honestly eyeing his bloody hand, he tries to stop me but before he can I’m out of the door running out to the streets.
I had been a bitch to Harry and I knew he honestly tried to help me but I wanted to protect myself and his anger didn’t make anything more appealing.
‘’I’ve been walking for one hour and I can’t find the place!’’ I groan wanting to get home when someone approaches me.
‘’Do you need any help?’’ an Irish accent rings through and I look up at Niall. He only had kindness in his eyes the opposite of Harry.
‘’Yeah, I can’t find home.’’ I reply, ‘’I’ll follow you?’’ he suggest as I nod and we start walking.
‘’How did ye get here?’’ He asks as we walk, ‘’long story short, ‘’ I chuckle before continuing, ‘’I got lost and met Harry.’’ I look down when I hear his name.
‘’He tried to help but I pretty much was a stuck up bitch, we fought and I left.’’ I avoid his gaze but he just hums.
‘’Harry does have a temper, how did ye even get to meet him? I thought ye didn’t knew each other.’’ He chuckles with his hands in his pocket.
‘’We don’t, it was pure fate that I ran into him here.’’ Like it was pure fate I had ran into him in the hallway, niall and I used the rest of the walk to small talk and he actually wasn’t that scary.
‘’Well thanks for following me home.’’ I send him a small smile unlocking the door, ‘’anytime.’’ He waves as he leaves and I stand there watching him from behind.
Even though it was Niall I had last seen there were something about Harry’s darkness that pulled me towards him.
Something I just didn’t quite get yet.
‘’Where am I?’’ I sigh dumping down on a bench in the not so good neighborhood, I was supposed to meet Danielle at a café but I got lost.
It was Saturday already, my mom had been so nice to let me start in school in the middle of the week. I had hung out with Danielle, and Harry haven’t talked to me since the first day.
I really liked Danielle which is why I said yes to hang out with her on the weekend, the only problem was that I didn’t know the town at all.
I stand up wandering down a path kicking a stone in frustration, ‘’fuck!’’ I pull out my phone and text Danielle.
‘To : Danielle P.
Hi babe, I’m quite lost right now so I don’t know if I’ll make it. ‘
It doesn’t take long before she replies.
From: Danielle P.
I’m sorry I forgot to tell you babe, I had to cancel! Dance practice, see you Monday Mwah! X’
I stare at it, a bit annoyed that I had wandered around this place for ages but again it’s probably the best but the chances of me finding the place wasn’t big.
I only had a little money to a cup of tea, it wouldn’t be enough to a taxa and I was too scared to take the bus and end somewhere worse.
This day sucked, I was walking outside trying to find back and suddenly it begins to rain.
‘’I fucking hate English weather!’’ I yell trying to run and find somewhere to be away from the rain but failing, instead I just give up and stand there getting soaked from top to toe.
‘’I give up, nothing ever goes right.’’ I sigh when someone suddenly puts a shirt over me.
I turn around and sees Harry.
‘’Thank you but no thank you.’’ I take the shirt of my shoulders handing it to him, ‘’are you lost?’’ he ask eyeing me not taking the shirt from me yet.
‘’No of course not!’’ I roll my eyes, he just chuckles ‘’Need help?’’
‘’No’’ I start walking away from him when he stops me, ‘’I live over there you can stay there until the rain stops then I’ll follow you home.’’ He states as it was an order.
‘’No thank you.’’ I reply once again as I look down the road seeing how it started to get dull and the rain didn’t seem to stop either.
‘’I’ll ask one more time.’’ He says but I cut him off, ‘’No!’’
‘’Fine suite yourself.’’ And with that he turns around heading for the blocks.
I stand there for some seconds before finally giving in, if I stayed outside longer I would get sick or raped but I was not going to speak to him.
‘’Wait!’’ I yell out running up to him as he turn his head and has a wink on his face.
‘’This way.’’ He chuckles walking with me
He unlocks the door showing me in, it was a small place. There were a small couch, a coffee table and a mini TV. There was a small kitchen to the right, and a bathroom and a room I assumed was his bedroom.
‘’Do you live alone?’’ I ask quietly, he just hums in response as he kicks his converse off.
‘’I don’t have any hot to drink sorry.’’ He states heading for his bedroom, I honestly didn’t expect him to have anything so I just stand there awkwardly soaking wet.
Soon he comes out wearing a black t-shirt and a new pair of black jeans.
‘’Here.’’ He hands me one of his shirt and some shorts, I decline.
‘’You’ll get sick, just wear it while we dry your clothes up.’’ He raises his voice a little getting annoyed.
I take them sighing going over to his bathroom to change, soon I’m in his clothes that’s bigger than me but it was nice to get dried up.
I walk out awkwardly handing him my clothes so he can put it somewhere to dry, ‘’I like the way you look in my clothes.’’ He teases taking the clothes.
I sit on his couch awkwardly when he comes back without the clothes.
‘’Do I really look that bad?’’ He ask chuckling as I refuse to look at him and keep my eyes on the table.
‘’I’m not that bad as everyone thinks I am.’’ He continues sighing, ‘’look Ella talk to me for god sake!’’ He yells trying to touch my arm as I pull away from him.
‘’I’m not going to be one of your cheap shags Harry!’’ I stare at him, ‘’I am certainly not going to play a long with whatever game you are playing.’’ I knew I was being harsh but I had no idea what he wanted from me and it started to annoy me terrible.
‘’You are a freaking punk Harry!’’ I storm off to the bathroom angrily ripping his clothes off, a taking my own fairly wet clothes on when I hear a loud smash in the living room, I run out and sees Harry had smashed his fist in the wall.
‘’I’m leaving.’’ I state honestly eyeing his bloody hand, he tries to stop me but before he can I’m out of the door running out to the streets.
I had been a bitch to Harry and I knew he honestly tried to help me but I wanted to protect myself and his anger didn’t make anything more appealing.
‘’I’ve been walking for one hour and I can’t find the place!’’ I groan wanting to get home when someone approaches me.
‘’Do you need any help?’’ an Irish accent rings through and I look up at Niall. He only had kindness in his eyes the opposite of Harry.
‘’Yeah, I can’t find home.’’ I reply, ‘’I’ll follow you?’’ he suggest as I nod and we start walking.
‘’How did ye get here?’’ He asks as we walk, ‘’long story short, ‘’ I chuckle before continuing, ‘’I got lost and met Harry.’’ I look down when I hear his name.
‘’He tried to help but I pretty much was a stuck up bitch, we fought and I left.’’ I avoid his gaze but he just hums.
‘’Harry does have a temper, how did ye even get to meet him? I thought ye didn’t knew each other.’’ He chuckles with his hands in his pocket.
‘’We don’t, it was pure fate that I ran into him here.’’ Like it was pure fate I had ran into him in the hallway, niall and I used the rest of the walk to small talk and he actually wasn’t that scary.
‘’Well thanks for following me home.’’ I send him a small smile unlocking the door, ‘’anytime.’’ He waves as he leaves and I stand there watching him from behind.
Even though it was Niall I had last seen there were something about Harry’s darkness that pulled me towards him.
Something I just didn’t quite get yet.
10/11/13