It Just Happened

Chapter 3

After a few minutes of clustered talk in the corner of the sidewalk, we decided to all go for lunch. Harry stayed next to me as we walked, our fingers skimming eachothers. I had the urge to reach out and just intertwine our fingers...no Asia that'd be weird. I felt his eyes on my face, and I looked up at him. He winked subtly, slipping his hand into mine then pulling at my fingers and letting go. I felt an explosion in the pit of my stomach and my face melt. He chuckled lightly, bumping me. I watched my friends walking with the others, the more exotic one, I think Zayn was his name, was walking with Laura, the two of them talking animatedly. Kiersten and Gabby were walking with Liam, Gabby chatting him up and Kiersten just stealing glances. Niall and Louis were behind Harold and I, and I heard a wolf whistle.

"This is a nice angle," Niall's Irish accent joked, swatting at my butt. I felt Harry tense by my side before letting out a forced laugh. Louis clasped the curly headed teen's shoulder in his grip and squeezed to relax him. Soon we were outside the doors of a cafe with a name I couldn't pronounce.

"The fact that I can't read the sign worries me." I mumbled, French not being my forte. Harry's arm slung around my shoulder and he smirked as he pronounced it with a spot on French accent. "Well screw you too." I said, dropping my shoulder so his hand would slip off. He gave a look of mock offense before opening the door and gesturing me in. Every time we made eye contact, I could feel my heart rate speed and my mind go foggy.

"Asia!" Laura pulled my arm as we reached a booth, forcing me down next to Harry then sliding in next to me. "I think Zayn is flirting with me!" She whispered, letting out an excited squeal. I looked to her right and saw Zayn watching her intently, a glare in his eyes that I could only describe as want.

"I'm not good at picking up flirts so don't ask me!" I laughed quietly and she nudged me.

"Does that mean you haven't picked up on Harry flirting with YOU?" I choked on the water out waitor had just given us. Harry Styles? Flirt? With me?

"Get your head out of the clouds, ginger." I chuckled.