Give Me Love. (Harry Styles Love Story)

She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not.

~Harry's POV~

I felt the anger rise inside me, my knuckles were white and my fingers began to ache. I loosened my hand on the steering wheel and took a few deep breaths. I knew Spencer loved me, and I also knew that deep down inside, she knew she loved me too. She knows I love her, but she doesn't understand how much. Maybe if she understood how much I loved her, she'd finally realize that she loves me too. It's hard with me being the famous Harry Styles from One Direction because I'm always being followed. I wanted to tell the world that I'm in love with Spencer Wilde, that she's the one I want... That she's the one, period. I only want her. I knew I couldn't do that though, one, because she claims she loves her current boyfriend Jesse, and two, I didn't want to upset her. I know she would be unhappy if I were to proclaim my love for her publicly, but, if she really did love Jesse, why does she keep coming back to me? It didn't make sense. I see it in here eyes, when she looks at me, I can see that she loves me. It's not the same way with Jesse, she looks at him with fear... But I don't know why. I mean, he seems like a nice guy, has money, a nice house, a nice family, a good job. Why does she seem so afraid of him? Then again, I've only ever met him once.

~Spencer's POV~

Panic and worry took over my body. I fiddled with my key in the door, frustration took over as another text from Jesse popped up on my screen. He was going to be here in fifteen minutes and I looked like absolute crap! As soon as I got the door open, I ran to my room and quickly started doing my make up. Jesse would always have a fit if I wasn't ready by the time he came to get me. Sometimes, if I was ready and my appearance didn't meet his standards, he'd send me back in and tell me to re-do my make up and hair and change my clothes. I did it of course, one time I disobeyed and he slapped me. I was furious, I tried to break up with him but he started crying and telling me how sorry he was. After a while, I accepted his apology. He swore he'd never do it again... He lied. Jesse was good at that, lying. Pretending nothing was wrong, like he was the perfect guy, made it look as if it were all my fault. My phone buzzed again, bringing me out of my thoughts. It was Jesse, of course. All of the texts saying he was running late and he didn't have enough time to pick me up. A feeling of relief washed over me. I didn't have to see him today. I smiled and quickly replied to the texts, 'Oh... Uh, that's alright babe. Next time.'

(A/N: I know... Not the greatest chapter, I was being told to update and I had writer's block so I kind of went into detail about Spencer and Jesse's relationship. Lemme know what you think.:)