Him[H.S]

Chapter 5

Once we got to the restaurant we ate and talked and shared a few laughs here and there.I insisted to pay for dinner but he refused and paid himself."Thanks for the date"I said unsure of if the words I words I chose were the right words to say.

"Was this a date??"I asked. Harry looked at me straight in the eye before speaking.

"No..I-I mean...Yes...No No NO!This wasn't a date at all" He said raising his voice.

"I-I-I" I stuttered and I couldn't find any words to match his response. I felt a blush rise onto my cheeks...but not a love-kind-of blush. Anger, just pure anger..my face turning red as a tomato but at this point I didn't care whatsoever. Harry first yelled at me basically in the car saying how he didn't 'choose me'..not to mention he commanded me to come with him here dragging me into this mess. But I was bursting in tears inside of me.. I was more sad then angry... Part of me wanted to yell at Harry for being a dick but part of me;the bigger part,just wanted to lock myself in a bathroom stall here and just cry until I couldn't anymore. The bigger part of me which wanted to just cry my eyes out took control of me. I practically ran outside of the restaurant and started pouring my eyes out with tears..my mascara was running down my face and my red lipstick smudged but at this point I didn't care at all. My heels were now starting to hurt the back of my feet but I just kept running and running until I reached a bus stop and there were plenty of taxi. I called a taxi over to me and hopped in telling the driver where I needed to go and the price was a little pricier than I had expected because of the longer ride and it was quite far from my house but oh well its life. My phone lit and the screen was flashing telling me someone was calling me. It was Harry. My body had a sudden shock and I twitched which was awkard but I would feel even worse that I had left him. I slid the 'slide to answer button' and held the phone up to my ear.

"Hello" I said,my voice shaky not knowing why..Oh maybe it was because you were crying looking fucked up running down the streets! I said to myself.

"Kylie! Where are you and why did you run off!" Curiousity filled his voice

"That's not your problem Harry fuck off and go find...or should I say choose a girl for you!And take her on a real date Styles!" I told him meaning every word I said.