Being a Styles (completed) *editing*

chapter 11

When everyone left I was as unconfortable as never, It was one of those awkward moments you dont know how to run away from. We were still watching tv, and i noticed him looking at me from the corner of his eyes 

-can i help you?- i said in a bitch tone 

-you could- he said looking at me 

-how?- i said sarcastic 

-stop being so beautiful- he said serious. That took me by surprise. I looked at him in disbeleif, his eyes telling me he was serious but my mind telling me he was a player and i was just another game no matter what the girls have told me. I didnt answered, not knowing what to say and left the room, going upstairs, Anne was coming down 

-where are you going? 

-to my room 

-dont want to have dinner? 

-im not hungry thanks- i said and keep walking i entered to my room and went to the shower. I stayed there for some long minutes, the hot drops of water making me forget about certain curly boy who was driving me crazy, i went out and put on my confy pjs and brushed my hair. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed hoping Eleanor could make my make up daily so i dint have to look as what i was seeing in the mirror. I went out of my room and into my balcony trying to let the fresh air inside of my brain, sitting on the little couch that was out there and hugging my knees letting my head to rest on top of them.i was almost completly calmed when there was a knock on the balconie's door, i turned around to look at him 

-what are you doing here Harry- i said turning back again, he sighed 

-can i sit with you- he paused- please? 

-yes- i said in a whisper i felt how he sat next to me his hands playing nervously his eyes looking far away 

-its a nice place isnt it?- i didnt answered tough it was an amazing view the one i had- emily are you going to ignore me?- i looked at him, his green orbs making contact with mine, making me feel weak, little and miserable. 

-no 

-good, i tought you were doing it, are you angry with me? 

-yes 

-why? 

-whhy?? WHY??- i said staying up and walking to the end of the balcony, i took a deep breath- oh i dont know maybe because you are playing with my feelings-i whispered he stood up and walked next to me  

-emily- he said wrapping my hand making me turn to see him- im not as you think i am 

-oh really? then prove it- i said taking my hand out of his reach and walking to my room. I stopped looking at my wall, my Dream placard suddenly shining for the light of my lamp, i put my eyes on the center of the A letter, Harry was there, i noticed he entered to my room after me, his eyes making a hole in my back, i turned from the wall and sat on my bed. He looked at me, then at my wall then back at me. 

-you want proves?i'll prove it, but Em please let me do it- he walked towards me and kissed my forehead, i looked up at him, his lips were so perfect... i wanted to kiss him again, but i couldnt- Goodnight Em 

-night Harry- And with that he left my room

HARRYS POV

She wanted me to prove her im not a player,that i can actually love someone. And i was going to do it, i like her, for real, and i was not going to let that the image thAt internet and magazines always show of me to stop her of like me back.