Tattered Secrets

He held me close and sent me such a dazzling smile my heart wouldn’t stop racing. The intensity and fire he held in his eyes thawed away at my non-substantial problems without him even realising it. I felt incredibly content just in this moment, here in his arms as they shielded me away from the burden of the world.

“Morning Flora,” he rasped, a whisper for only our ears, “slept well?”

My ears burnt a scorching fervour as my body tingled at the memories. “I don’t recall sleeping that much, Styles.” The wide set grin he sent me was mystical and my heart thrummed inside my throat. I was certain he could feel it with the close proximity he held me at.

“What’s your favourite colour?”

My finger traced small circles on his chest as I responded, “yellow, what about you?”

“Yellow,” in response to that I fixed him with a look before he smiled, “Okay, okay it’s not yellow. It’s orange, or blue.” He stopped my finger and brought it up towards his face as he choked out, “don’t start something you can’t finish.”

Slowly, I traced his face, hoping to scratch every detail of him in my memory. “Are you saying I can’t finish things? That’s not how things went down last night.”

His chest rumbled with laughter under me and it was so contagious it infected me to join in.

“Okay, do you have any siblings?” My answer came as a short shake of the head so he continued, “I have a sister, Gemma. Must be great to be an only child, huh.”

“Not really, sometimes it gets lonely.”

He kissed the top of my forehead and my eyes closed briefly, relishing in this moment. “When’s your birthday?”

He played with my hair softly, running his hands through it, “My birthday is 1st of February. Yours?”

“It’s actually in nine days.”

“Are you excited? You’re turning twenty two, right?” My heart broke, and my smile faltered for the minutest moment as I stared at his chest and nodded.

My eyes burned a hole into his chest as my teeth grit out more lies, “Yes can’t wait!” My head was pounding and my body felt frail. Fuck, I’m only seventeen, if someone found out he could get in trouble, couldn’t he?

“Listen, Harry-” and I wanted to tell him but my words got enclosed in my throat and the way he looked at me made me speechless. “I should get back. I had a good time though.”

“So soon?” he pouted and my brain felt like putty in his hands and his goddamn dimples made my thoughts jumbled. I nodded, my body felt cold and fatigued as I detached myself from him and he kept attempting to persuade me but I still continued to pull my clothes on.

My heart dropped to my stomach as I picked up my phone and read a message I hadn’t wanted to see from my ex: “Flora, baby why have you been so distant lately, I've missed you x”

Notes

Hello

I don't know if this is a filler chapter or not but I've tried my best.

Hope you liked it, and please leave a comment on your thoughts about this story I have several twists coming up.

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