Snapshot - (Harry Styles love story)

Chapter 3:

Ellie's P.O.V:

As the kiss ended so did my amusement, I pushed him away from me angrily, even though he was a few steps back from me still. I felt my cheeks tint red but my eyes filled with anger, as I looked up at Harry's smug face, staring down at me cheekily.

"You're such a jerk, oh I'm going to write an amazing story about you now mister, just you wait." I stormed off the opposite direction, leaving Harry behind me, before I felt firm hands around my waist and him turn me around once again.

"No, no, no, listen girly, you don't wanna do that."

"It's Ellie, and no? Why not?" His eyes were now suddenly filled with worry, as if he trusted me not too.

"Because, because, urmm.." His words were getting slurred as he thought of an excuse to justify himself. "Because! The fandom will hate you, do you really want that on your conscience, hey El?"

"Don't call me that! You don't know me." I snapped at him instantly, I didn't like being called by a nickname when I had just known him for 2 seconds, it didn't feel right.

"Alright, alright, alright. Oh come on I'm being serious, please don't." I saw how much he needed me right then, how much he wanted to protect his fandom and his many millions of girlfriends he had out there. I thought that was sweet, until I realised he was a charmer, a self-centered person, who probably only didn't want me to publish the story because then he wouldn't be able to smoke a dodgy drug anymore.

No. My mind was made up, I had to have a story line by the end of the day, and Harry was all I had apart from Kylie, and I thought Ruby might want that if she didn't find anything else. However self-centered I was probably sounding, I knew this would be good for Harry as well; improve his health at least.

"No, I'm publishing the story Harry, its for your own good, and mine, now leave me alone." I shrugged his touch away from me as I started to walk away more, faster this time, clutching my camera close to me, and keeping a close eye out.

"3 TICKETS!" I heard Harry call out from behind me. I sighed and turned around to face him, running towards me with 3 tickets in his hand. I stopped as he got nearer, and glanced up at him, confusion written in my eyebrows as they scrunched together.

"I give you 3 tickets to go see Ed Sheeran for free and you get rid of the story, deal?" He held his hand out for me to shake but I turned to my side, arms crossed over my chest.

"Who said I even liked him?" I huffed, blowing a piece of hair that drooped over my eyes.

"I noticed the wristband love." Harry smirked.

I mentally cursed myself for wearing such a thing that day, a day of all days, who knew something simple would be that important.

I looked up at Harry once more, hope in his eyes more than ever, he was certainly determined to win this fight.

"Where did you get the tickets from and why?" I asked curious, making sure they wern't just fakes.

"From Ed himself, they were meant to be for me, Niall and Liam, but it doesn't matter now." I could tell he was telling the truth, no stutter or a sigh of relief in his voice to show any sign of gratitude to himself for coming up with an answer so quickly; he was being honest.

I looked at the tickets again, knowing how happy Ruby and Louise would be if I told them I got some from a friend. I knew they wanted these tickets so bad, but I needed this story. In the spur of the moment I finally gave in to Harry's charm and pleading.

"Ok, deal." I held out my hand for his to shake as he gave me the tickets, he smiled down at me showing all his dimples and other features perfectly as the Sun shown threw the trees in patches.