Summer Love (a Harry Styles fan fiction)

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Hey guys:) haha unexpected update huh? yeah, i found time today xx thanks to my teachers for not giving too much homework. 

oh, this chapter talks about middle school and i live in singapore, which means we don't have grade school so i might get some stuff mix up, please forgive xx 

ENJOY this chapter!:) 

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Harry’s POV

“This is beautiful,” Summer remarked, resting her head on my chest. I felt her action comfortably soothing, and I smiled as I played with her hair.

“I know, glad you like it,” I replied, somewhat proud of my work.

We were at the beach and I had booked it (don’t ask how I did it, I have my ways) so it was empty. I had set up a candlelight dinner right smack in the middle of the beach and the trees on both sides of the place were decorated with bright Christmas lights.

I was worried that Summer didn’t like it since I had only one night to prepare. I wanted it to be a dinner Summer would never forget.

She spun around to face me, her position slightly like the one when we kissed the first time. I smiled as I made that comparison and knew I was a love sick puppy.

“I love you, Harry. All this,” she gestured, “is amazing! I’m not kidding. How did you do this in a night, Styles?” She raised her eyebrows, a smirk playing at her lips.

I kissed her beautiful lips for a few seconds just to get the smirk off her face. Now it was my turn to smirk. “I have my ways.” I pulled her towards the table and food was already ready for consumption.

She rolled her eyes and sighed. “I really don’t get you, Styles. All this for me? I don’t even deserve it! I mean, I’m just this girl who goes to middle school and is basically at the bottom of the middle school pyramid.”

As she babbled on and on, my eyes grew wider and my smile faltered slightly. I wasn’t listening to what she said but to what she had said. Woah, what? She was in middle school? How young is she?

My brain spun and I tried to keep calm but it was hard. All this while, I had been thinking that Summer was the same age as me, nineteen. Ready to start uni soon.

My expression must have been horrified because Summer snapped her fingers in front of my face and she looked puzzled. “Welcome back to Earth,” she said when I shook my head and smiled at her. “Why did you zone out?”

I forced a smile and breathed in deeply. “Nothing. But I was just wondering… How old are you?” I wanted to get the truth out of her. Maybe she was in the tenth grade or eleventh, that wouldn’t be so bad. She would just be a year or two younger than me.

She looked confused but she answered brightly, “Fourteen, why?”

I felt faint and almost couldn’t stand properly. Luckily, we had reached the table and I held out her chair for support and to be a gentleman.

She frowned and I smiled brightly to tell her that nothing was wrong. But nothing was an understatement. It was something. I was dating a fourteen-year-old girl.

No way.

Summer’s POV

I didn’t get why Harry suddenly changed so much. It was like some alien kidnapped him and snatched his soul away. He wasn’t him anymore.

We made small talk during the dinner but I knew he wasn’t really concentrating. He was almost squirming as if I was an evil witch, ready to eat him up.

My heart sank deeper and deeper as the dinner went on and on. His change made this annoying voice in my head whisper over and over again, You don’t deserve him.

As much as I wanted to shut that voice out, I knew it was right. I was not popular, unlike Meg and her friends. I belonged to this group of people that didn’t really care where we sat in the cafeteria and was likely to seat at the wrong table accidentally. Harry, however, didn’t go to school anymore but if he did, he would be the most popular guy in school.

Maybe he suddenly realized what a jerk I was. That must be the reason for his sudden change.

I didn’t believe Harry was that type of guy but that must be the only expectation. Right?

The tension was killing me. I suddenly felt angry. If Harry really cared if I was popular or not, it meant that he didn’t really love me.

I clenched my fist and put down my fork roughly. It made enough noise for Harry to look up at me for the first time since the dinner started. I pushed back my chair and scrambled to my feet.

He stood up and looked at me worriedly. I wanted to smack his expression off his face. He just acted like a totally jerk the whole dinner and now he acted like he cared about me? Sorry but no.

“Fuck you, Harry,” I whispered. My hair fell around my face and it added to the tension between us.

I stomped off but Harry grabbed my hand before I reached the pavement. I spun around angrily and glared at him. Shaking off his hand, I folded my arms across my chest.

We just got together and I didn’t want us to be over so soon or get into a fight. But I just couldn’t stand it anymore. It was like he was forcing me to be angry. Or just having one of his mood swings.

Well if this was going to happen all the time, I wouldn’t be able to stand it. Might as well deal with it once and for all.

“What’s wrong?” he said quietly, scratching his head. He felt so innocent and naïve, I felt like throwing myself at him. But I couldn’t. I hate to stay strong.

I felt my stomach boil and I glared fiercely at him. “What’s wrong?” I said, increasing my voice level. “You’re asking me what’s wrong? Maybe I should ask you that, Styles!” I shouted, poking his chest.

He stumbled back and he looked so depressed and messy that I almost soften and ran to him.

“You’ve been acting weird all through dinner and you expect me to live with it? I’m not your toy, Harry. I don’t put up with you just because this is one of your mood swings.”

He widened his eyes and said, “This isn’t one of my mood swings.”

“Then what is it?!” I yelled. My patience was running out and I was getting too agitated. My eyes stung and I felt sure the tears would start flowing soon.

He leaned forward and touched my cheek softly. I loved the touch and I was almost fainting now. My head felt light and giddy from all that screaming and the hot weather just made it worse.

Maybe I just imagining it but my vision became blurry and I struggled to stand properly. I didn’t even have any strength to be angry anymore.

My ears were blocked and I could make out Harry talking but I couldn’t hear anything he said. My head throbbed and I groaned in pain.

Suddenly, everything went black. 

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