"God, I am so sorry!"
"Can't you- Ow!" I looked at Harry with wide eyes. He hit me by his shoulder hard. I was so mad, my favorite white t-shirt was now wet from his drink. Was he blind? Couldn't he look where the hell he was going?!
"We are sorry," Harry said smiling at him. My eyes went wider, it was not my fault!
"What?! It is his fault, he should be the one who is sorry!"
"I am, but you should also look behind before you stand up," The boy said and sent me a half smile. God, he was so dead. I should be the one who was careful?! What the hell?
"Excuse me, now?" I crossed my arms to my chest and raised my eyebrows at the cute blond boy, but that was not the problem now.
"Yeah, I said I was sorry and it is my fault, but part of it is your fault too. You should have been careful when you stood up. I did apologize, but you should too. My coffee is gone, now."
"Uh oh, this is not so good," Harry said in a whisper tone, he had a worried look when I looked back at him. He looked at me and gave me a look that was saying 'please, do not make a scene'.
"Look you cute blond," I pointed my finger at his face, he frowned and his blue eyes went a bit wide looking at my finger. "This is your damn fault and I did not see you because you were behind me. So, you should have seen me because I was in front of your fucking blue eyes." I raised my voice at the end, I was like another person. That nice part was long gone for now and the rude side was back.
"O-Okay, just chill, please. Do not do something you will regret," He said backing away and his eyes were looking behind me. I was confused, but when I turned around Harry was making some weird gestures with his hands.
"Regret? Oh, smashing your face is not something that I would regret. Well, maybe, but still."
"Okay, what do you want me to do? I already said sorry," He said in an accent that was different, it was not like Harry though.
"Um, she accepted your apology, do not worry," Harry said putting both of his hands on my shoulders. "Right?" I looked at my shirt then at them both. I glared at the boy and took a deep breath.
"Y-Yeah, it's okay," I said not sure of what I just said. What was happening? I was mad because this was my favorite T-shirt that he ruined and he was rude to me at the end.
"Well, I am sorry one last time." Harry nodded and thanked him.
After he walked away, Harry stood in front of me with a proud expression. "Wow, you do not know how much I am proud of you." He grinned as I kept a straight look on face. "Although I felt the rude side was coming out and you cursed, but thank god you did not."
I did not say a word back just keeping my straight face on, he raised his eyebrow at me. "What is going through your pretty head right now, Eve?" I shrugged my shoulders.
"Nothing, just what should I do now?" He let out a breath.
"How about we go to my flat, I will give you a T-shirt to wear that is better than that." He chuckled and I really wanted to slap that smile off his face. He took a look at my shirt and then chuckled again. "Is that coffee?"
"I do not know, why don't we find out?" I smirked when I saw a table with a cup on it, I walked to it and hoped that the cup was not empty.
I looked down and ignored Harry's calls and looks then held it in my hand. There was some of the coffee left in the cup, I looked up at him and he had wide eyes and an opened mouth. "Don't."
"You wanted to find out, so let's see." I threw the coffee at his shirt and he closed his eyes shut. I laughed as he opened his eyes again, looking down at his shirt.

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Rude [Harry Styles]
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] "Why are you so rude?" "Maybe because that's who I am or because people like you deserve to be treated that way." Who knew that two strangers fighting over a beanie would lead to a weird friendship or maybe something more. An...