Complications (One Direction/Harry Styles) *COMPLETED*

Chapter 22

Harry's P.O.V

Now I saw the smile wasn't happiness but rage. She leaned in quite close before raising a hand and slapping me across the face. This sudden action shocked me. I quickly whipped my hand up to my cheek. It was burning and I assumed it was red. The rain hitting it was making it sting even more.

"What the hell Isla?" I yelled. She snorted.

"Me? Ha! Do you know how long I have been waiting to do that?"

"No. I don't."

"Ages! You annoy me! You tease me! Your amazing curls! Your voice as a trance! Your beautiful dimples! And most of all your bright emerald green eyes! You fucking annoy me because I love you and I see you love me to in your eyes when you look at me! I don't want to love you Harry, but I can't help it! Your perfect! Do you know how hard it was for me to try not to love you?"

I just stood there, not knowing what to do. She was acting hysterical, but was totally normal. She was breathing deeply, and I saw tears shining in her eyes. I shook my head. "It was very hard Harry. And I failed. Now look where that got us." She said slumping back onto the step.

I sat down next to her smiling. She looked at me and frowned. "It got us further than I thought possible in a day." I said. She looked at me like I was crazy. "I had a plan-"

"A plan for what? So you can sleep with me? Is that it?" She asked. I was dumb founded. "Answer me!" She shouted when I didn't answer. "I knew this was going to happen." She said under her breath, but I heard.

"What did you just say?" Maybe, I wasn't sure if I hear right. She would never say that.

"I knew this was going to happen!" She shouted. Now she was hysterical. She was pacing in the rain with a hand on her hip and the other on her for-head. "It was bound to happen! Your Harry Styles the player! I'm just another chick for you to bang!" She was saying.

"Isla. Please-"

"Shut up Harry!"

"Just list-"

"No!"

I didn't know what else to do. I placed my lips against hers. I didn't do it roughly, I didn't smash them together. I had no intentions in making this kiss for anything else than to prove that I love her. I pulled away and whispered, "I love you to."

Isla's P.O.V

I was raging. Completely lost my mind. How could Harry be so stupid? Was I actually successful in hiding my feelings for him? Well not anymore. I just blurted them out to him.

"It was bound to happen! Your Harry Styles the player! I'm just another chick for you to bang!" I yelled without even thinking. I was to full of rage. He obviously didn't love me back as much as he did. All he wanted was my body. How could I be so stupid? Harry Styles doesn't love, he is a player.

"Isla. Please-" He begged.

"Shut up Harry!" I snapped back.

"Just list-"

"No!"

The suddenly I myself was shut up by a pair of lips. Harry attached his to mine, but it wasn't forcefully. It was more of a long peck in hopes that I would get the message. There was no desire, passion or lust, only love and sweetness.

He then pulled away and whispered, "I love you too." It was so quiet it seemed as if I wasn't supposed to hear. I was completely shocked, but I quickly snapped out of it and smiled. He smiled back. I kissed him again, with a bit more power, but no intention of lust or passion.