In More Ways Than One // hs

Chapter 4

It's Harry Styles.

Harry Styles is holding me.

Harry Styles just saved my life.

WAIT WHAT!?

Quickly coming out my daze and complete stare down, that he clearly noticed because his cheeks were turning a slight shade of pink, I readjusted my bag onto my shoulder.

"Oh um" , I awkwardly muttered, "Sorry about that I wasn't really paying much attention to my surroundings. I didn't mean to bother you-"

"No seriously it's fine. No one could afford you getting hurt." He quickly cut me off, flashing that cute ass smirk of his.

Now my cheeks are turning pink.

God dammit Sam snap out it!!

"Yeah, w-well um I really gotta stop being on my phone so much."

"Ohhh so that's why you almost got hit by a car." He said jokingly.

"No! - Well um yeah I guess. I was just texting my boss I'm gonna be late."

"I get it. No worries. If you need me love just try getting hit by a car."

"Ok. Bye"

"Bye."

I start to walk away but then I realize something.

I quickly turn around to talk to him again.

"Wait Harry!"

He turns around with a curious but loving look that I could just stare at for hours upon hours at a clip.

"I just wanted to say thank you. For everything. I made a promise to myself that if I ever had the chance to meet you that I would thank you for everything you have done. Guess now is the perfect time right."

Harry just stood there wide eyes with a baffled look on his face.

Oh god why did I say that.

Before waiting for a response I quickly turn on my heel and start storming off in the other direction.

"Wait!" he calls out.

I hesitantly stop in place but refuse to turn around and face the embarrassment that I am about to endure.

He comes in front of me now because I didn't turn around. People are maneuvering around us to try and continue their days.

"What do you mean everything? We have never met before because trust me I would've remembered meeting you love."

Why did I even say anything. I could've had a nice memory all to myself of meeting him but not my stupid teenage self made a stupid promise with present self and well here we are.

"You know what Harry it's a really long story and I have to get to work-"

"You were already telling your boss about how you were gonna be late. Just tell her your not coming in. Tell her something just - hit you." he says winking charmingly.

"I don't know -"

"Oh come on. I want to know more about this beautiful girl who I apparently have done a lot for."

I've never been called beautiful for so I smiled sheepishly and stared at my feet probably looking as red as a tomato.

"Speaking of not knowing a lot about this beautiful girl, I don't even know your name."

"My name is Sam. Samantha Oscar."

"Well Sam my name is Harry.

Harry Styles."