Forgotten. A Harry Styles FanFic

Chapter 5

Elizabeth's P.O.V.

After running away from Harry and his hurtful words, I began to sob. I'm not 'beautiful' or 'skinny' I know that but why can't people just leave me alone. I did nothing to them. I like to believe that the people that hate you just want to be you but I know that's not the case. Everything people say about me is true. I'm fat, pathetic, a loser, ugly. I try so hard to be like them but I just get bullied more and more each day.

I went through the front door of my house, my "dad" passed out on the couch again. How could anyone love him? I wonder what my mother saw in him. Why did Harry have to be so mean to me? Just when I thought that maybe he changed. I was completely wrong. I was took out of my thoughts when all of a sudden I heard a knocking on the door. I slowly opened the door only to be shocked with what I saw. Harry. He looked really disappointed. 

"I, um, I'm, well, uh, what I'm trying to say, I guess, I'm sorry for earlier. I shouldn't have called you what I did. I was stupid" Harry mumbled only I could hear. I was appalled. Was he really apologizing? Maybe he did change? What? No. I'm being stupid. 

"Um, apology accepted". Was I really accepting his apology after all the pain and hurt he has inflicted on me these past years. He was always bullying me. 

"I would like to make it up to you. Would you like to get a coffee with me or something? Because we already missed school so what's the point of you know staying home". A smile was brought to  my face, maybe a person really can change. My mind is telling me no, but since when do teenagers listen to their mind. 

"I would love too" I smiled.

"Alright, well, um, my mode of transportation is right over there" he pointed to the black Ford pickup parked in my driveway as he smiled with his dimples showing. Sexy. What? I mean the truck, yeah the truck. Sexy truck. 

After grabbing my purse, we got in the truck and made our way to the nearest coffee shop. The ride was short lived and I was thankful for that because I didn't think I was going to make it out alive, which wouldn't really matter because no one would care if I was gone anyways. I shook off the thought and made my way to the entrance of the shop. Harry was already waiting by the entrance waiting for me, as I approached he opened the door and motioned for me to go in first. What a gentleman. I smiled up at him and mumbled under my breath a thank you which I don't think he heard. We went up to the counter for the woman behind it, to take our order. 

"Um, I will have a medium black coffee" Harry said. 

"I will have a small hot chocolate" I stated.

"That will be five dollars and seventy eight cents" the woman behind the counter informed. I unzipped my purse to pay the bill but Harry was quicker than I was and already handing the woman the money. A little while later our warm beverages were completed. We picked up the drinks and went to find a table to sit at. After sitting I figured I should thank Harry for paying for me.

" Thank you for paying for the drinks and opening the door for me" I smiled at him.

"Well, you are very welcome, Miss Wells" Harry said like an old proper british man causing me to let a chuckle escape my mouth. I smiled at him like an idiot. He was probably thinking about how ugly and stupid I looked so immediately frowned. His eyes flooded with concern. "What's wrong?" I shook my head in response. "Well keep smiling, you look even more beautiful that way" he complimented. 

After we finished our drinks it was almost two. We went to the truck and commenced the mission to make it home safely. We pulled into my driveway at 2:15. I hoped my "dad" was still passed out. I got out of the truck and so did Harry I knitted my eyebrows in confusion. I walked towards the door and Harry followed. 

"Um, thanks again" I muttered.

"Yep, you are welcome" he replied. I smiled again remembering what he said about how I was beautiful when I smiled. He looked down on me because I was significantly shorter than he was. Harry smiled back down at me. He was leaning in. Oh gosh. What was he doing? The world may never know. His eyes fluttered close. I am scared now. All of a sudden I felt his lips against mine. He pulled back after a sweet gentle kiss was applied to my lips. I was so shocked I couldn't do anything but run into the house, leaving him on the door step. 

Harry's P.O.V. 

I don't know why I kissed her. Just all of a sudden all my feelings for her came rushing in my mind and before I knew it my lips were on her soft ones. I wish I didn't do it that way, I wanted to make it special. Although, I know we will never happen, she hates me. I lick my lips, still tasting her mango chapstick. I smile to myself as I drive away from her house.