Mya's POV
When our swing on the farris wheel finally attends to the ground, we are mobbed by fans. They push and pull, and take non stop pictures. The knot beings to reappear but I push it down.
The worker from the farris wheel attempts to help us, but barely makes a dent in the crowd. I half smile in gratitude towards him.
Harry grabs my hand roughly to keep us connected, and I bite my lip to try and keep myself from whining in pain.
"What's wrong Mya, afraid Harry is going to realise that he's far to good for you?" A fan shouts.
Before I can respond, Harry walks directly up to the girl.
"Why would you say that? Does that make you feel better about yourself, knocking down others? Mya is the most amazing girl you will ever meet, and I will never be good enough for her." He says through gritted teeth.
With that, he once again begins to pull me through the crowd, leaving the fan standing there, baffled. He isn't even attempting to talk to the fans anymore.
My phone vibrates, and I see a text from Sheryl any reading 'smile more, you look angry in all of these pictures'.
I roll my eyes and put my phone back in my pocket. We eventually push through the crowd, and workers from the fair help keep the crowd away.
"Do you wanna stay or go?" I whisper into Harrys ear.
His frustrated facial expression remains the same, and I try again.
"We can go if you want, Sheryl said we only have to stay for an hour" I say and squeeze his hand gently.
He shakes his head lightly, as if to clear his mind. He grabs my arms and stops walking. He turns so that we are both facing each other, only inches apart. A cold breeze blows by, and I shiver a bit. He tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear, and the crease on his forehead grows. His hand naturally slides to the back of my neck, warming it up. The other snakes around my waist, pulling me even closer. He closes his eyes, and leans into me. Realisation hits me, as I become aware of his next actions. A thought runs through my mind telling me that kissing him would only hurt us both and I quickly pull out of his grasp.
"Maybe you should take me home." I say and stare at the ground.
I try not to cry as all of these emotions hit me at once. For a split second, I look up at Harry to find him standing there with a hurt look written all over his face. Familiarity hits me, and the young Harry and the present Harry seem to merge.
But just as quickly as he opened up to me, he closes off.
"Fine." he says in a monotone.
He begins to walk to the direction of the car, and I snap out of my trance. I have to jog to keep up with him, and don't even try to hold his hand.
The car ride home reminds me of the one to the movies, expect this time he was speeding the entire way. I cringe when he runs a third red light in a row.
At my house, he doesn't even tell me to get out. He just stares ahead, and waits.
"Harry c'mon, I was just nervous, I'm sorry!" I plead, but am returned with silence.
"We were doing so well Harry, we were opening up to each other, you don't want to ruin that do you?" I ask, trying to get him to say something.
"I'm not so sure that I'm the one who ruined it." He says, whilst still staring ahead.
I stare at him for a few seconds, trying to somehow telepathically apologize to him. Then I turn and climb out of his car, mumbling a thank you. I watch him drive away without looking back, and feel a strange pain in my gut. I ignore it, and head for the house door.
After I make myself some popcorn, I check my phone to see that I have 7 missed calls and 18 texts from Sheryl. I groan and accept her next call, holding the phone a few inches away so that she doesn't deafen me with her screaming. I hear her loud rambling start, and have to ask her to slow down.
"What did I do this time?" I ask.
"Oh please Mya, as if you don't know." She replies angrily.
"Oh." I say, and my stomach drops. "Right."
"You are being paid to date the boy, and you reject a kiss! It's all over Twitter already. What on earth were you thinking?!" She yells.
"I just.. I thought it would be better to save the first kiss for the Grammys tomorrow." I quickly lie.
"Oh, well I suppose that makes sense, but you better not pull anything like this again, you hear me?" She questions.
"Yes Sheryl I got it." I say.
"I will be watching tomorrow Mya, you better impress me." She says sternly.
"Okay Sheryl." I say, as if she was my mother.
"I have to go, but I'll talk to you later Mya." She says.
"Okay bye." I say and quickly hang up.
Just as I set my phone down, it beeps with a next text message. I pick it up to see a message from Abby.
'Backing out of a kiss wiTH HARRY STYLES REALLY!!??' I read, causing me to laugh.
'He had smelly breath' I joke.
'Oh please, we both know that those pearly whites smell like heaven' She replies instantly.
'You kiss him then' I say back.
'He's your boyfriend.. Why are you going out with him if you don't want to kiss him?' She sends back.
'It's.. complicated, promise I'll explain later' I send.
I don't wait for a reply, and draw myself a bath. Which leads into a nap right after. Man, fake dating is exhausting.
A/N
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Cast
Nina Dobrev as Mya Austin
Harry Styles as himself
Hayden Panettiere as Abby Carter
Dylan O'Brien as himself
Camilla Luddington as Ellie Port
Kelly Rutherford as Sheryl Tone
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