When tragedy strikes and Harry's world destroyed in a single night he finds himself in a downward spiral of substance abuse. After years of struggling, his family finally convinces him to seek help.
While on his road to recovery he meets Imog...
Pay close attention, the POVs will jump back and forth-
_______________________ Harry's POV~
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Those same jade eyes, the sun-kissed brown hair.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" a woman's voice sounds as the front door slams.
"I uh-"
"You can't have her, you can't take her from us." She seethes as I'm left speechless.
**
Gen's POV~
After grabbing Talia's dress I hear a door slam and voices.
Shit!
I rush downstairs to see my mother in Harry's face. "Mom what the hell?" I shout walking to Harry's side.
"I told you to stop seeing him Imogen, I told you he was a waste of time." She spat keeping her eyes on Harry.
"You don't even know him! You wouldn't give him the time of day!" I retort fighting back tears.
"Oh I know him... Trust me I know him." She growls looking him up and down as Harry's eyes widen.
Oh shit, Harry slept with my mom?
**
Harry's POV~
No. This can't be. It can't be her.
~January 2011~
"Mr. Styles?" A nurse asks quietly as she tries to comfort a crying pink bundle. "What about-"
"I can't." I cut her off and storm out the the room, never once looking back.
Her eyes were the same deep green but aged a bit more.
"It's you." I whisper.
**
Gen's POV~
"You can't have her." My mom growls in a low whisper.
"Will someone please tell me what the fuck is going on?" I explode, my mother's eyes shoot to me as Harry's remain trained on her.
"I need to leave, I need to go." My mom states breaking her eye contact with me.
What in the hell is going on?
"Harry how do you know my mom?" I ask but he doesn't reply. I walk in front of him and look into his eyes. "Harry how do you know my mom?" I shout asking again but he still doesn't respond. "Harry fucking answer me!" I scream, pushing his chest.
Harry snaps back to reality and bolts for the door, blocking my mom from leaving.
"Let me by." She demands.
"No." Harry says coldly.
I felt like I was watching a movie. I'm here, I'm present but now one notices me. Can they not hear me? Did I lose my voice? Was I dead and hunting the Earth?
WHAT THE FUCK?
"Mom how do you know Harry? Please can someone explain to me what the hell is going on?" I plead as tears stream down my face. Harry's eyes soften but remain trained on my mother.
"Sweetie I think you should sit down." My mom suggests.
"It's her isn't it?" Harry whispers as tears flow from his eyes.
