3:16am
"I really like you," Harry said, softly stroking your cheek.
You blushed, biting your lip, "I really like you too Harry.
He walked you towards the door of your apartment, "Do you want to come in?" You asked, smiling. Harry shakes his head, "I have to head home and get some rest."
You shrugged, "Oh right..important band stuff."
"I'll see you tomorow, love." He lifted your chin and planted a kiss on your lips, "I promise."
You sighed and kissed him back, "You're missing out on one hell of a bubble bath!"
He pouts, "I wish I could stay."
"Goodbye Harry!" You waved with a giggle and entered the apartment.
Harry chuckles, pushing his hair back, "Goodbye (Y/N)!"
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You easily fell asleep, after a warm bubble bath and feeding your cat. The sound of notifications woke you up, you squinted to the clock - 3:16am.
Sighing, you unlock your phone and see it was messages from your mom reminding you to get some sleep. You laugh at how ironic the timing was, Your mom never really got used to the different time zones of New York and LA.
Instead of falling back to sleep, you decided to go on twitter, seeing that you werent tired anymore and missed having Harry to cuddle.
A video caught your eye, with the caption of: Harry wasted at a Hookah Lounge.
You played the video and an image of Harry and some girls appeared, he was laughing and groping the girl's chests. They giggled and stuck the pipe in his mouth, inhaled and exhaled the smoke.
"Your girlfriend would be so mad," giggled the girl recording the video
Harry furrowed his eyebrows, "I dont have a girlfriend."
Your heart pounded in your chest as your eyes got water, his words repeating in your head, I dont have a girlfriend..
A tear streamed down your cheek, you lay there frozen..scared to make a move. The sun came up and you were still glued to the same position with tear stained cheeks. Finally, you snapped out of the trance and let out a cry, a heartfilled cry.
Quickly, you showered and changed into jeans and tank top, paired with a leather jacket and some vans. You put your hair in a ponytail and grab your backpack and headed to the subway, which was 2 blocks from your apartment.
Your phone began to ring, while you were in class, it was him asking for you to meet him for coffee. Your heart hurt while you ignored the text and tried to pay attention to the lecture.
y/n answer me...wtf is going on? are you okay?! CALL ME
Various texts from Harry bombarded your phone, you sniffled and walked out of the college building; luckily you only had 2 classes today, so you can go home and stuff your face with junk and cry about how stupid boys were and how stupid Harry was and to go over your plan of ignoring him.
While walking to the subway, you spotted a familiar black jeep, your legs walked faster as you tried to dodge the people walking in the opposite direction. But the car was too fast and you were too slow.
"(Y/N)!" Harry called out, "(Y/N) get in this damn car."
In the corner of your eye you saw him, looking desperate, "Please."
You bit your lip and stopped, turning to him, "What are we?"
He sighed and ran his hand through his hair, "You saw the video didnt you?"
"It wasnt exactly top secert" You said quietly, "Whatever its fine Harry, I just thought.."
"(Y/N), get in the car," He pleaded.
"Harry, I like you..I like you alot." Your lip begins to quiver, "And if you just want to be friends..I dont think I can do that."
There was a silence between you and Harry, despite the people who walked by you. Your heart dropped since he didnt say anything, and you took that as an answer.
I dont have a girlfriend..
You let out a sigh, your eyes watery and you made yourself back to the subway station. Once in the safety of your apartment, you began to pack Harry's things; his shirts, hoodies and pictures of you and him.
Just as you begin to head down the stairs, you bump into someone, you look up and see Harry with flowers and chocolates. His face turned pale as he saw the box, "(Y/N)..."
"I'm sorry baby," Harry said, awkwardly handing you the flowers, "I've never had someone that I really liked, and I'm sorry...but girls like flowers and chocolates?"
"I'm allergic to chocolate."
His face flushed and he bit his lip, "Really?"
A tear streamed down your face as you begin to laugh, you wrap your arms around him and plant a kiss on his lips, "I am a girl, I like chocolates and flowers and I really like you."
He kissed you back, but this time slower and longer, "And I really love you."
