Check the Clock

Chapter 13

Story of what was GOING ON in the end of the last chappy!!

3rd person POV.

I feel much better after listening to my song. I sigh and pick up my phone to text someone. But who to te...OH WHO AM I KIDDING! Harry.

To: Harry the Hottie

From:Aby

Really, Harry the Hottie?

To: Abyyyyyy

From:Harry

Yes Abyyyyyy

To: Harry the Hottie

From: Aby

I'm bored

To: Abydoll (he changed it)

From:Harry

Me too. Lets meet at the park for a picnic!

To: Harry the Hottie

From:Aby

I'll bring the food.

To:Abydoll

From: Harry

It's a date! ;)

Aby jumped up excitedly fangirled. She looked down her outfit before deciding to change. Her shirt is bloodstained and shesvgonna need a long sleeve shirt to cover her new cuts. Aby walked into the bathroom and cleaned her cuts. She also cleaned off her razor and the sink. The outfit Aby changed into was adorable; a black tank top with an infinity sign that had the word peace in it overtop a black long sleeved shirt that went just past her elbows, jean shorts, black TOMs, infinity jewelry set and a black beanie. Then she added some eyeliner and berry-flavored lip balm (which she pocketed). Aby then packed a picnic into her black backpack with the Union Jack. After calling her mom and telling her where she was going and when she'd be back. Then she proceeded to the park.

Harry's POV (plot twist! Whoop whoop!)

I saw Aby skipping into the park, looking as adorable as usual. She rocked that beanie! I gotta say something that's witty and flirty?

"Nice shorts, Abs." I say, pausing before adding "Love they way they look on your butt."

Her face went as red as Ed Sheeran's hair. She started setting out our picnic and her sleeve slipped a little. Why were there band aids all over her arms? Weird.

Aby's POV.

Harry and I ate and joked and flirted. After a while, Harry suggested we go swinging.

"I don't really know how..." I mumbled, looking at my feet.

Harry's deep chuckle made me snap my head up. I glared at him. DIRTY BASTARD,THIS AIN'T NO LAUGHING MATTER!

"Oh wow, you were serious" Harry said

"Yep." I said, popping the 'y' cuz I'm hipster like that "PUSH ME!"

I ran off for the swings like a madman, Harry behind me. I pushed some kid off the swing and sat down. He ran crying to his mom.

"Aby!" Harry screamed at me

"Yes?" I asked innocently batting my eyelashes

"You can't just push little kids off swings!" He said

"Why noooottt?!" I asked

The little kid came back with a teenage girl in tow.

"Hey! Did you push my son off the swing?!" She screamed

"That's your SON?!" I said, if I had water in my mouth I woulda spit it out. "How old are you!?"

"17." She said, sadly "And Logan here is 3."

"Oh, I'm so sorry." I said

"Don't be, Logan here's my life." She said, smiling down at the toddler

"Oh no, I meant about pushing him off the swing." I said

"Oh that's okay." She said smiling

Then she noticed Harry.

"Oh. My. Gosh." She said, eyes wide "YOUR HAR-!"

I slapped my hand over her mouth. Shh! Harry signed her phone case and she left squealing.

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Harry and I were walking back to the guys' house, talking about meaningless things.

"NO! It's totally obvious that Spider Man would beat Superman!" I screamed

"Stop denying it! Superman is way awesomer." Harry stated, like it was a fact.

"Awesomer isn't a word." I said smirking

"Your mom! " Harry said

"What are we in middle school?!" I giggled.

Oh crap, I AM in middle school. Whoops! Suddenly, Harry took my hand and intertwined our fingers.

"Harry! What if the paparazzi see us?!" I whisper yelled "they'll think we're dating."

"Let them think that." He said

"We know we're only friends." I said, and I swear his smile faltered.

Friends? Only friends?! Friends as in buddies, pals, chums? HASHTAG friend zoned. HASHTAG aby stupid HASHTAG I need to stop talking in hash tags HASHTAG good idea

"Friends?" He whispered, the hurt evident on his face. He let our hand drop and walked a few paces ahead of me. We walked in silence back to the boys house.

Friends? Friends?! Why did I say friends?! I know I like him more than friends! I'm in denial. DeNIALL. Why be in deNIALL when de Niall can be in you? Hehe. Dirty jokes. IM SUCH A BAD PERSON. I NEED JESUS! Jesus was forever alone too! I wonder if he had alot of cats? Wait, what? WHAT AM I EVEN THINKING! SOMEONE TAKE ME TO THE MENTAL HOSPITAL! They'd be all "Oh hello Aby, we've been expecting you." Who am I even talking to?!

Before I knew it, we were back at the boys house. Harry walked into the kitchen and I crumpled onto the couch

"Oh god, why am I such an idiot?!" I mumbled, tears streaming down my face "I'm an ugly suicidal idiot that thinks she has a chance with Harry Styles."

"But that 'ugly suicidal idiot' (air quotes!) does have a chance." Harry whispered in my ear, scaring the pee outta me.

"You heard all of that?" I squealed

"Every. Single. Word." He said, his breath tickling my ear.

"Your a beautiful, amazing, sweet, smart person. Your unique and that's what I lo-like about you." Harry said

I almost broke into song, almost. But Harry had other plans. His warm, soft lips were entrancing. I kissed him back and we started to move our lips in synch. It felt so right. We broke apart and Harry took my hands in his.

"Would you consider that time you 'babysat' me a first date?" Harry asked

"Yeah, I guess it was." I said, confused

"And this trip to the park our second date?" He asked

"Yep" I said

"Then I guess it would be alright if I ask..."Harry started " will you, Abygail Smith, do me the honors of bring my gorgeous girlfriend?"

I heard the front door open but ignored it.

"Yes, Harry! I'll be your girlfriend!" I said

I heard collective 'Awes!' from everyone, who'd happen to come in. Then I heard Chole gasp.