It was unlike harry to upset anyone ever. He was always seen as the guy who loved people, treated them with kindness, but unfortunately he fucked up and upsetted you. embarrassed and humiliated you in front of a whole group. Something he never watched to do, now he had to fix it.
Through your year of knowing harry you never understood why he hated you. Whenever Sarah invited you to go with her and Mitch out partying, you always saw harry. You tended to smile and be polite as possible but harry always had a scolded on his face and giving you the side eye.
The first time he did that you gave him space thinking maybe he wasn't in the mood for just that night. Unfortunately you were wrong.
Everytime you saw harry he scolded and avoided you. You felt so guilty, not having a clue what the problem was with him and you. But no matter what you were always the girl who smiled at him because you were nice like that.
Harry on the other hand didn't understand why he was upset with you. He thought you were a sweet person but a part of him didn't like you.
It was something he was trying to figure out but for now he couldn't help it.
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You sat in the bar booth, wine was stuck in between your fingers as you took sips of it every now and then. Your eyes scanned the room occasionally, seeing people you knew and some strangers. At first you didn't notice harry but you eventually found him in the corner standing with a bunch of girls who were giddy.
In the pit of your heart it ached at the sight, you tore your eyes away not wanting to see the sight anymore.
You downed all of your wine with one gulp before getting up. You walked to the bar needing another one so you can get as wasted as possible, you were at a bar anyway.
You sat on the bar stool, it squeaked as you sat on it. The bartender walked up to you with her warming smile, "what can I get you miss?" "Um another wine thanks."
She nodded before going to get you another. You waited a few minutes; Your fingers running over your slick back hair.
After a while of wait she brought back Your wine. You thanked her by tipping before you go up to go to your table.
As you got out of your seat you ran right into someone, quite hard. You gasped loudly as your wine spilt over your dress. You took a big hit which was painful but you were more pissed at the wine spill.
you looked up at the person you ran into. It was a girl and right beside was Harry freaking styles. They both had a frown on their faces, visibly pissed off. "Watch where you're going." The women spit out.
you side eyed her. She was more at fault than you were more than anything. "How about you watch were you're going instead of paying attention to harold here."
You rolled your eyes before you walked off. You huffed as you sat back down in the booth. Sarah looked at you; she saw the whole thing go down.
"you alright?" You turned to her, "yeah, yeah I'm fi-,"
You were interrupted by a sudden voice. "Y/n you're a cunt." You looked up to see harry. He had his finger wagging in your face, his eyebrows knitted together. "Ya' don't watch were you're fuckin going and resulted in me losing a girl. You ruin every fucking thing and you shouldn't be here because your stupid."
The whole bar was quite as harry finished yelling at you. You felt your heart drop in your chest. You've been called names, been bullied, and yelled at various times throughout your life but nothing has heart you severely as much as harry's words.
You gulped as you felt tears form in your eyes. Before you know it you were racing out of the bar. Sarah called after you but didn't follow.
When you were out of sight, she turned to harry. "what the hell is your problem?"
Harry sighed, the guilt, more guilt than he's ever felt rushed over him. He hated what he did. He didn't even like the girl, he was such an idiot and he knew it.
"Sarah.... It just rushed out."
"yeah, well Maybe you should think before you rush things out." With that Sarah grabbed her bag and stormed out to find you. Harry looked over at Mitch who shook his head before turning back to his own drink. Harry fucked up big time.
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For a whole two weeks harry was thinking of a way to fix the problem he created. He wanted to talk to you, to apologize but unfortunately the several times he's gone to the bar with Mitch, Sarah and the gang, you weren't there.
Harry felt a pit in his heart Because he knew it was his fault. He just genuinely wanted to make it right.
You on the other hand was getting through it. You still thought about that moment, and it hurted you over and over again, but you were strong enough to let it go.
You opted out on participating on anything with Sarah and Mitch Because you knew 9 times out of 10 harry was going to be there.
You couldn't face him. He was sick of you and you understood seeing how many people have walked out of your life. You didn't blame him entirely. You just wish things were a little different.
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You sat on the couch, a bag of chips sitting in between your crisscrossed legs as you watched a drama TV show. It was getting intense and you were enjoying it.
30 minutes In you got a knock on your front door. You groaned and paused the video before getting up and walked to the door. Another ring interrupted just as you reached the door; You groaned and up it. "Hi." You said in a soft tone not wanting to get made at the stranger. But it was no stranger, it was Harry.
He stood there fiddling with his hands as he looked up at you. "Hey, can we talk?" You sighed, "sure.
You let harry inside and led him to the living room. You sat on the couch while harry sat down beside him. There was an awkward silence between the two of you before Harry spoke. "I wanted to come and apologise for wh't I did the other day. I was so stupid for yelling at you and I shouldn't have, so I'm sorry."
Harry peered up at you seeing if he can see any sign of forgiveness but you sat there staring at the floor. His heart pounded in his chest as he waited for you to speak.
After a while you decided to speak. "You really hurt me harry." You took a brief silence before speaking. "And I was really embarrassed.. but I don't hate you. I have always trying to be nice to you but you've always scolded me. Why do you hate me?"
Harry looked at you, he could see the pain in your eyes. It broke his heart. "No, no I don't hate you. God, I'm sorry." He ran his hands over his face before reaching out to your shoulders.
"I don't hate you, I never did And never will. I'm sorry." Harry's voice grew soft as he trailed off.
"It's okay." You took his hand and intertwined it with yours. It sparked a flame inside you and harry.
Harry smiled softly, "great... So to make it up to you, can I take you out to dinner or something?" He scratched the back of his neck getting nervous.
"sure." You blurted out. Harry grinned, "okay, tommorow, around 6 you meet me at the bar?"
You nodded, "yes, sure."
Harry mumbled out an ok before he showed himself out. That night you went to sleep with a smile on your face. You were happy knowing you and harry were okay and also that you were going to dinner with him. You didn't know it but you were falling for him.
