The Bad Boy’s Girl

The echoing of his words was all I could hear. I was dreaming he isn't meaning anything he said. He couldn't mean those three little words. He looked at me, eyes saddened. Had I changed Harry? I didn't know what to do, a year slip my eye and I pull him into a tight hug.

His arms wrapped around me for a moment of hesitation. Did I love him too? I don't know I'm confused. I cared for him, more than ever. Just don't know when the last time a guy had the courage to say they loved me besides my dad. His fingers tracing on my back.

"I really don't want to lose you Sarah, you're the last thing I ever want to lose." He muttered and I screwed my eyes shut.

I pulled back from him and wiped my eyes, he gazed down at me. "You don't have to change your appearance, your personality, or anything. You're perfect just the way you are." He said cupping my face with his two large hands.

My bottom lip began to tremble. Holding back tears, I never seen this side of Harry before. He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. I pulled back from him, looking into his green eyes. Still stund with his words.

I preesed ny lips to his again, as I placed my hands on my waist.

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"what!" Hannah squealed though the phone. "He loves you!"

"yeah." I said looking down at the sleeping harry next to me on the couch.

"Aww." She gushed. "But how long have you two known each other entirely?" She asked me, curiously.

I thought. "Nearly two or three months I forgot, but it feels like I've known him forever." I moved one of his curls from his face and smiled.

"That's so cute. The bad boys in love." She said, I could hear the smile on her face. "I have to get going, I will drop some dresses off for you."

"I can't thank you enough." I laughed. "I should get going, I think he is waking up." I whispered.

"See you later Sarah."

"Later."

Harry was moving now, trying to find a good place to rest his head. He slightly opened his eyes. Moving his hand to his face.

"Well good evening." I joked. he didn't say anything he just rubbed his eyes and then stretched.

"are you hungry?" I asked him, when he stopped stretching.

"A bit." He rasped, standing from the couch I happily made my way to the kitchen to see is there was any frozen things in the fridge that was a quick fix.

Harry came into the kitchen about a minute later. I heard his books on the floor. I put the pizza into the oven and turned around. "Pizza night."

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harry had soon went home later that night, once my parents had came home. He wanted to take me with him but I told him we had school tomorrow and he smiled saying he will pick me up. He gave me a simple 'I love you' before walking away. I felt bad for not saying it back but I didn't wan to say it if I wasn't sure. So I just did a sweet gesture and kissed him with passion.

i don't know if I did love Harry or not, but one day I will know. I smiled at myself at the silly name that popped into my head, instead of the bad boys girl. I was thinking the good girls boy.

I walked back into my house and closed the door tightly. About a few minutes later my phone began to buzz. The caller was Harry's name. I answered the phone.

"Hello?" I said softly.

"Sarah?" Harry said his voice was odd.

"What's wrong?" I frowned.

"It's zayn- something - I don't know." He rambled.

"Harry what happened?" I said softly.

"He got into a horrible fight. He isn't responding, I don't know what to do." His voice shaky. "what if he is gone?" He cried. "My brother is gone."

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