The Player's Girl - Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 12- A lot can happen at a carnival.

Anna's POV

"I really don't want to go on that." Harry struggled against the strong hold of Louis, Zayn, Liam, and Niall. We are still at the carnival and currently standing in front of the biggest roller coaster here. Louis, Zayn, Liam, and Niall were in the process of dragging him into the queue.

"Nope, you're coming Haz." Louis said, irritated. I chuckled at Harry as he pouted. Harry stopped struggling and went limp in their arms. However, he still had his arms crossed and a scowl marked clearly across his face.

"And there's no queue! RUN BEFORE PEOPLE COME!" Niall shouted and ran to the man controlling what Harry calls the death trap. The 4 boys ran, leaving Harry and I back. I heard Harry sigh from beside me and chuckled. "It's not that bad Harry. I'll sit with you..." He turned to face me and smiled.

Even just holding his hand, I can feel him slightly trembling. "I can handle it." He said abruptly, puffing out his chest slightly, which only caused me to laugh in response. He looked at me confused.

"What?"

"Stop doing that. It makes you look like a freak."

No he actually looks adorable.

No he doesn't.

Stop lying to yourself.

I'm not.

Whatever helps you sleep at night.

"Well then." He said releasing the air it took to puff out his chest. He seemed offended at first which again, only made me chuckle. "C'mon. Let's go catch up to them!" I yelled, taking his arm with my hand and running towards the lads who were already seated with the safety bar over them and locked.

"What took you two lovebirds so long!? Gosh." Zayn spoke up. My eyes went wide and I immediately looked at Harry. I don't know why, but I did. He was staring at the ground, with his cheeks tinted a light pink. Hm. Why is he blushing? Maybe he's embarrassed at the thought of even fancying me. Yeah. That's it.

I sighed as I took a seat on the row behind Louis, who sat with Niall. They were in the front row. Zayn and Liam were in the third row, behind me. Harry slowly and hesitantly reached out and sat in the seat beside me and took my hand. I squeezed his hand tightly for a second and smiled a—hopefully—reassuring smile. He gave me a small, nervous smile back. Well that's a start.

As soon as we were all seated and locked in, the guy so kindly started the 'death trap' and we were on our way...

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"THAT. WAS. SO. AWESOME!" Harry yelled with a rush of adrenaline as we got off the ride. My hair was disheveled and so was everybody else's. Except Louis who was wearing a beanie. His beanie had fell off during the ride but was somehow just...perfect still. Oh and Harry. Who...just always has messy hair.

Or as he calls it, 'sex hair'.

Every single one of the lads smirked at Harry with a 'I told you so' look.

"What did we tell you dear Haz?" Louis said smugly whilst draping an around Harry's shoulders. Harry rolled his eyes then shook his hair, putting it back into place.

"Can we go again guys?" Harry said with a hopeful glint in his eyes. "No!" I yelled, catching everybody's attention. It was getting late and all the fairy lights in the carnival were now lit up. "Let's go on the big wheel!" I gave them the puppy dog eyes, which they could never resist.

The reason I wanted to go on the big wheel so bad is that when I was overweight, nobody allowed me to go into the big wheel. Nobody, being the workers. Now, that I've lost all that weight, I can finally enjoy a trip down memory lane; as in when I was younger and would be able to go on a ride without being pointed at by little kids.