You're the Apple to my Pie {|Harry Styles Love Story|}

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

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*Harry's POV*

"I would love to be your girlfriend," Heather simply replies and I smile.

"If you said no I would be broken," I confess.

"How could I say no? After everything we've been through?" she asks and we both laugh at the comment.

"I don't know. I had a few doubts, but now I see how stupid they were," I answer and her smile is brightest smile I've ever seen. Her hazel eyes are beaming with so much love and care and I can't take it. I'm glad she is finally officially mine.

"They were very stupid, but Harry, I think I love you," she admits and her smile fades into a serious expression.

"Ok! We are going to announce the winners of the Spring Court right now!" Louis exclaims on stage as uses his 'announcer' voice. 

"That's my cue to leave," I state and leave Heather standing there with a slight smile on her face. I head up to the stage with Liam and Zayn by my side. Niall then rushes onto the stage with a bright smile.

"First off, the Spring King, which will be announced by Mr. Payne!" Louis announces. "But, first, can all the nominees come to the stage?" he asks and looks down at a piece of paper. "Fred Densons, George Dippers, Kyle Gulpings, Victor Hollings, and Nick Robinson, please come forward on this stage."

The five guys mentioned did so. They were all dressed up in nice suits. Kyle is Hilary's ex-boyfriend apparently since the other day she threw a fit and slammed her door. I wonder what happened, though. Maybe Heather knows.

"Hi, I am Liam Payne, and the Spring King is..." he trails off while he begins opening the envelope Louis handed to him. "Victor Hollings!" Victor walks over and accepts his crown. To me, he looks like the popular guy since so many people are cheering and congratulating him.

"Next we will find out who Spring Queen is," Louis explains while Victor and the other four guys make their way off the stage. "Delanie Becker, Clarisse Ekart, Hilary Howard, Tilly Meyers, and Melonie Roberts, please come on up!" Heather's sister and the other four girls I don't recognize walk to the stage with smiles. "Come on, Mr. Styles, tell us who is Spring Queen."

I walk over to the microphone and Louis hands me an envelope. I open it carefully and smile at the girls. "Tilly Meyers," I state and a proud girl with blond hair walks over to me and I place the crown on her head. She looks as though she might faint and I can tell she's probably a Directioner.

I head back over to Niall, Zayn, and Liam while the other nominees walk off the stage. "Now, Spring Prince!" Louis announces and looks down at another piece of paper. "Carl Frackter, Joey Grops, Walter Hepton, Benjamin Nelson, and Jake Sanders, come on up," Louis explains and the name Jake Sanders stands out. Is he the guy Heather wants Chloe to date or something? "Mr. Horan, do the honors," Louis states.

Jake's facial expression goes from proud, to maybe a little mad. Yep. That's probably him. I can tell Niall knows who he is, too because he looks a little scared as he walks over to the microphone. Louis hands him the envelope.

"Joey Grops," he states quickly after opening the envelope very quickly. He gives Joey the crown then walks back over to me. "Jake is the guy Chloe used to like," he frantically explains and I laugh.

"I know," I reply.

"Now the Spring Princess which will be announced by Mr. Malik," Louis states and looks at the piece of paper again. "Chloe Anderson, Morgan Frison, Heather Howard, Rosie Little, and Sarah Salmons, come on up," he states and smiles after Chloe and Heather's names. I want Heather to win, but then again, I want Chloe to win. I'm torn.

Zayn walks over to the microphone and grabs the envelope from Louis. He opens it and reads the name carefully. "Morgan Frison," he exclaims and places the crown on Morgan's head. I can tell Morgan was the girl who liked Zayn, so this must be an exciting moment for her.

"That's it. Continue having fun," Louis concludes with a smile after everyone is off the stage. I step down and walk over to Heather.

"Sorry you didn't win," I say and Heather laughs.

"I was hoping I wouldn't win. I would've beaten Rosie and that would make my life ten times worse. Now, Morgan has to deal with an angry Rosie," she explains and I wrap my arms around her.

"I guess that's a good thing?" I ask unsure and she laughs.

"When you look at me, what do you see?" she asks and I chuckle.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"I just want to know, so be honest, Styles," she responds and I laugh and begin thinking. I look into her hazel eyes and know exactly what I see.

*Heather's POV*

"I see a girl who might be a little insecure, but she is definitely confident overall. I see a girl who might fall a couple times, but she always gets back up on her feet. But, most importantly, I see the most beautiful girl on this whole planet and I am so lucky to have her as my girlfriend," Harry explains with his charming smile following. "Now what do you see in me?"

"I see a guy who is charming and sweet, but I mostly see an amazing, down to earth guy who is true to himself. And I am so glad he is my boyfriend," I reply and crash my lips against his.