Letting Go (A Harry Styles Fanficiton)

Chapter Three

 

Chapter Three

 

I walked down the hall and climbed up stairs. When I got to the top, I grabbed a towel from the hall closet and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. I got out ten minutes later and texted Kylie to tell her I left a little early and that I could be ready whenever she wanted to go. I walked down the hall to my room and opened my closet. I picked out a couple cute tops and dresses and laid them out on my bed. After trying everything on, I decided to go with a dark blue spaghetti strap dress that came down to my knees. I liked the way my hair looked with the dress. I brushed through the red mess and threw on some makeup before I heard a knock on the door.

“I got it!” I called as I ran down the stairs, knowing who it was. Kylie said she would be here around 6:00, and it was now 6:03. I called goodbye to my mom as I slipped on the black flats by the door and grabbed my purse and keys. I opened the door to find a tall curly-haired boy on my front porch. I couldn’t believe it. How did he know where I lived? “Well hello, Beautiful” he gave me the same smile he had the night before.

“H-How did you know…” I couldn’t get the words out, still trying to process what was going on.

“Since you wouldn’t give me your address, I asked Kylie. And she didn’t think you had plans tonight, so she asked you for me, knowing that you would lie to me.”

I couldn’t believe what was happening. Harry was on my doorstep, not Kylie. I couldn’t believe she did that. She didn’t know the guy any better than I did. I turned to close the door when a large hand pushed to keep it open. Before I could do anything, he grabbed my hand and pulled me out on the step. He pulled me in close, our chests pressing against each other. When he let me go, I turned around to walk back inside. I was not about to go out with Harry. Right as I opened the door, he pulled me into him, my back against his chest this time. He pushed my hair over one shoulder and lightly began kissing my neck all the way down to my collarbone. Every second I stayed in his arms the weaker I felt. Did Kylie know this was going to happen? Would she let this happen to me after everything I went through? I tore his arms away from my waist and opened the door before he could protest. He grabbed my wrist, spinning me around. His green eyes were soft, making me feel a little more comfortable.

“Please just go to dinner with me. You can pick.”

When I didn’t respond, the smile reappeared on his face and he turned me around to lock the door. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I locked the front door and turned around to find Harry’s eyes trailing up and down my body. He looked up and met my gaze as I awkwardly walked past him and to his car. He jogged to catch up with me, opening my door when we got to his car. Once I had gotten in, he jogged around the front and got in the driver’s seat. The engine started and we silently drove away from my house. Everyone thought I was with Kylie, not some guy I met at a bar the night before. What if something happens? I couldn’t help but stare at Harry. He was practically a stranger.

“If I’m going to go on a date with you, I need to know some things about you.”

“Ask away. I’m an open book.” He said, turning and giving me a sweet smile.

“What’s your last name?”

“Styles.”

“How old are you?”

“Twenty.”

He was almost two years older than me. I wonder if he knew that. I was scared to ask any more questions, so I sat back and thought about the information I had just uncovered.

“My turn.”

This caught me off guard.

“Excuse me?” I was confused on what he was referring to.

“You asked me questions, now it’s my turn.”

When I didn’t answer, he asked the first question.

“What’s your last name?”

“Samuels.” I mumbled.

“Speak up.” His tone sounded a little annoyed. Afraid of aggravating him, I spoke up. He seemed pleased.

“How far have you gone?” he asked next. I couldn’t believe he said that. He asked again, a little louder as if I didn’t hear him the first time.

“Why should I tell you? I barely even know you.” I felt sick. So this is what he was like. I knew I shouldn’t have gone with him. He chuckled in response.

“Okay, next question. What do you do in your spare time?” He kept his eyes on the road, but I could tell he was waiting for my response.

“I’m a dancer.” He finally got the hint that I didn’t want to talk and stopped asking me questions. We parked in a parking structure a few minutes later. He cut the engine and looked over at me. A few seconds later I felt a hand on my shoulder sliding down my arm. I was paralyzed. The hand met mine and pushed the hem of my dress up a little bit to touch my thigh. As soon as I could move I slapped his hand away from my body. I turned to open my door but Harry was faster. He locked the door before I could get the handle. Harry chuckled as he pushed the sleeves of his jacket up and opened his door. He opened my door and let me out of the big car. When my feet touched the ground I stumbled and started to fall. Harry caught me and brought me into his chest.

I knew you’d fall for me.” His deep voice whispered in my ear. I almost threw up. I couldn’t imagine liking Harry. I could barely stand to be in the same care as him. He grabbed my hand and led me toward a small café next to the structure. We walked into the restaurant and sat at a nearby table. He came and sat in the seat next to me. I scooted the opposite direction before he grabbed me thigh and continued where he had left off in the car. I abruptly got up, banging my knee on the table.

“I think I dropped my wallet outside, I’ll be right back” And before he could answer I ran out the door.

 

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