Just You and Me ~h.s story~

Chapter 11

Mickey's P.O.V

He was comforting me. COMFORTING ME! How did this ever come to be. My ex was helping me, while I was crying about some stupid guy who kissed me. "I'm fine now, thanks Harry. You know, I really wasn't expecting you to comfort me. What happened to the bad boy reputation of your's?", I hummed. By now I had stopped crying, and just breathing very deeply to get air into my lungs.

"Do you want me to leave?", he asked me back in gorgeously sexy voice of his. Wait a second. Did I just call Harry Styles's voice sexy? Woah. Get that brain out of the gutter Mickey. "You can leave if you want but remember that I never want to see your face again Harry Styles because you not only ruined me but you also ruined my best friend and her sister. So stay away arsehole.", I snap back at him. One second, we both hate each other's guts. The next, I'm in his arms like old times. What has this world come too. "So is that a yes? Or a no?" Harry mutters. I roll my eyes, ugh.

How do I always get into this kind of a mess. First Harry, then Niall and now Louis? Harry jerked his head up. Oops! I should probably stop trying to wonder things in my head since I always say them out loud.

"Will you let me explain what happened that day?", Harry asked me. He was probably referring to the day we broke up. Without realising, I nodded my head. I've always wanted to know why he cheated on me. I mean who wouldn't?

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After few more hours of playing (yes, playing, don't judge me) at the beach and sun bathing. We finally left. Don't get me wrong. I love the beach but who doesn't want to go home and take long and relaxing bath.

But as usual that long and relaxing bath was never able to find its way to me, because Harry decided that it was okay for him to come over to my house without asking. Rachel gave me a thumbs up, for an unknown reason, so I just stuck my tongue out at her. 

"Hello Harry. Hi Mickey. Wait a minute. HARRY!", my mother squealed with joy. Out of my boyfriends, she always liked Harry the best. And she was heart broken when we broke up and cried more than I did, and that's saying something.

Once he explained to me what happened, I apologised for letting my eyes deceive me. He apologised for being jealous of Niall. We agreed that we would be friends again...... But some part of me wanted more. A lot more. But I shook the feeling off, wondering how and why it came.

"Do you still watch Doctor Who?", I asked Harry. He tried shaking his head but the wide grin on his face gave it away. "Aha! I knew it!", I jump on my bed. When we were dating, I got him to watch Doctor Who and Glee with me. What can I say? I'm a pusher. I push people. (Sorry for the Mean Girls reference...) "Roses are red. Tardis is bl-", I cut Harry with a burp. We both start howling with laughter. I missed being weird and just plain ol' me around this boy.

Usually I have to be perfect. Wear the perfect clothes. Wear the proper smile. Be nice. Do what they say. And in Niall's case, be around your boyfriend all the time, because if you don't. Let just say, that you might just have crazy, creep, stalkerish boyfriend, who might torture you to the limit you might just want to call the police.

After talking and catching up for another hour and a half, Harry needed to leave. His sister was coming back from some trip with her friends. "Do you want me to drop you?", I question him. And without waiting for his answer, I grab the keys to my Volvo, and walk out the door. Harry follows me out. "Mickey. Do you..", he starts asking me. Want to babysit with me? Have money I could borrow? What did he wanna say! I mean there are multiple different endings of the sentence he just started. Or he just stop right there and say "oops I forgot what I was just about to say".

"Mickey, I'm sorry. For everything.  I know I messed up and you might say that you have forgiven me but I know that you still hate me in part of your heart. I like you. A lot. Not just as a friend, but more. I don't want to rush things with you, now that you just started talking to me today! But like you know it's prom is really close, and I'm aware that you are not going with anyone now. Will you do the honer of being my date for Prom. I know I'm not a prince charming and I'm not as fabulous and perfect like you. But I can you give me on last chance. I swear I won't mess it up.", he tells me.

"Harry, my trust for you back then was really strong because of the things you did for me. You made me feel like I was on top of the world. I'll go to prom with you on one condition. I'll go with you if you die", I tried keeping my tone serouis and laughter free. Harry just looks at me. "Okay, okay. I'll go with you if you find a way to gain my trust back. And I promise you that I will stick to my word if you do to yours.", I tell him trying hard not to smile. He nodded his head, his curls bouncing with perfection. I really can't wait to see what he has in store for me.