"What are you guys doing out here?" Harry asks. It's hard to read his face in the dark. "Were you kissing him?" He asks."Y-yes. But I-" "I can't believe you would do this to me." He interrupted. He spins around angrily and walks back inside the house.
I stand up and start to follow. Louis catches my wrist and pleads with his eyes for me to stay. "I'm sorry. I have to make sure he's ok." I whisper. He nods once and my hand slips from his. I race to the back door and look back before I go inside. Louis is laying down, looking at the stars and I feel heartbroken. I know that if I leave it means I choose Harry. But I have to do this.
I open the door and quickly inspect the house. Harry is not there. "Shit." I say as I open the front door. I knew it was a long shot but I relaxed more when I saw Harry's car in the lot. That meant that he was walking, and I could most likely catch up to him. I run into the street and look both ways.
To the right a see a little black blob walking away from me. It starts to sprinkle. I sprint down the road to catch up with him. "Harry!" I scream at the top of my lungs. "Harry, please!" I yell. By the time I get close to him it is pouring.
When he is two car length away I suddenly hit the ground. I tripped over a rock and landed hard on the pavement. I'm such a clutz. I touched my forehead and when I looked down at my hand I saw blood. "Harry! " I cry weakly. When he sees that I fell he runs back for me. "Mackenzie!" He cries. "Harry." I whisper. I feel my eyes start to droop. I could tell he had been crying. "Harry. I'm so sorry." I say placing my hand on his cheek. He puts his hand over mine and leans over to kiss me hard. I found myself more awake, and I knew that was the point of the kiss. He was angry with me. And hurt. I never thought that someone like Harry could act like that.
"I've always wanted that romantic kiss in the rain." I smiled, trying to get him to relax. I trace the worried crinkles on his face. "I'm gunna get you back to the house." He says, scooping me up into his arms. I pull his face closer to mine and make him kiss me again. The raindrops tickle my face and I lean my head into his chest and fall asleep.
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Irresistible (That's Harry Styles)
أدب الهواةMackenzie has always had a bit of trouble when it comes to boys. It's seems she always has two decisions. When she finds herself torn between two different boys, she doesn't know how to choose without her heart being broken. And the worst thing is...