Fix her// harry styles fan fiction

Victoria (9)

“ what!?” he exclaimed

I just stood there staring at him not really knowing what to say

“ which friends” he asked through gritted teeth

“umm all of the ones that play football with you” I said quietly

“ WAIT THE WHOLE FOOTBALL TEAM WENT AFTER YOU!?” he shouted

“ n-no only your group of friends” I said barley above a whisper

“ oh my god!” he said angrily “ ill fix this I promise”

I shook my head “ no you don’t have too”

“ trust me Victoria  I do” he said dabbing at one of the cuts on my stomach

After I told him who beat me up neither of us really said anything else until he was done bandaging me up .

“ god you really are skinny” he said observing my stomach “ are you sure that there isn’t anything wrong”

“ umm yeah , I should um probably get going thanks for helping me “ I said reaching for my bloody shirt

“ no don’t leave , im sorry I shouldn’t have asked its just that if something is wrong I want to help you” he said

“ its okay” I said quietly reaching for my shirt again

“ no let me get you a different one that ones all bloody” he said taking the shirt from my hand

“ I cant go home wearing your shirt my parents would flip out” I said shivering at the thought

“ who said you were going home” he said giving me a cheeky smile

“ ill be right back just stay here “ he said leaving the bathroom

When he came back he handed me a black t-shirt that looked identical to the one he was wearing

“ thanks” I said taking the shirt from him

The second I slipped it over my head I was greeted with harry’s familiar smell . the t-shirt was oddly warm and slightly crumpled like it had just been worn . I looked over at harry’s shirt and noticed it had crinkles in had just been unfolded and put on .

I started to blush like crazy when I realized harry had given me the shirt he was wearing previously and then put on a fresh shirt.

“ ill put this in the wash so you can wear it home” harry said gesturing to my bloody white shirt

“ okay thanks” I said smiling at him

I followed him out of the bathroom and into the living room where he told he to sit down and watch tv.

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I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up I was in a bed . I felt a strange weight on my waist and looked down to see harrys arm around my waist .

My cheeks where on fire when I realized harry had carried my into his room and we were both laying in his bed.

I looked over at the digital alarm clock on his night stand and looked at the time

5:16 pm

“ crap” I said sitting up quickly

“ what whats wrong” harry asked sitting up also

“ it 5:16 my parents will be home at 5:30” I said panicking slightly

Harry groaned

“ ill go get your shirt so you can change” he said getting up and walking out of his room

When he came back my shirt looked a lot better but I knew once I got home I would have to throw it away

I thanked him and stood up wincing at how bad it hurt

I took his shirt off and put mine on , the whole time I was changing I could feel his eyes boring into my back making me blush again .

“ ill go grab your stuff” he said

I nodded and thanked him again

I met him by the door and thanked him once again

I was getting ready to walk out the front door when he stopped me

“ what are you doing” he asked

“ umm im going home” I replied unsure of how to answer

“ you don’t think your walking do you” he asked

“ uh yeah my car is in the shop right now” I said

“ im driving you home” he stated not really giving me a chance to protest

“ but what if my parents are home” I asked nervously

“ then Ill tell them I gave you a ride home” he said grabbing his keys and my hand before dragging me over to him car  “ come on Victoria you could barely stand up much less walk 4 miles back to your house”

I couldn’t really fight with him there so I obliged and climbed into his car

When we got back to my house I was relieved to notice that my parents hadn’t yet arrived home

I thanked him for the ride and told him  I would see him later

I went upstairs to start on my homework and almost fell over when I found his black t-shirt sitting on top of my books