Chapter 3: Screaming and Silly String

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Harry’s POV

A FEW DAYS LATER

Kiara Lyn’s head rested on my shoulders as we sat on a bench. She stared into the Campus Diner and screamed.

  “What? Can’t I hold your hand?” I asked.

 “No, I mean yes, but that’s not what I’m screaming about! Look inside there!” She pointed inside at the middle table, where Louis and Caroline, flinging croutons at each other with forks. “She has never been on a date before!” I chuckled, and she stared at me seriously.

 “Oh my god! Really?”  I asked. She nodded her head. “Not even to Prom?”

“She was the entertainment, and sung the whole time.” Kiara Lyn said. I could believe it, that girl could sing. We turned our attention back to them. Louis was cracking a joke and Caroline leaned over from laughing too much, he looked at her and kissed her lips.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” This time she screamed so loud, Caroline noticed, nudging Louis. They both jumped out of their seats, grabbed something from Caroline’s bag, and walked over to the large French doors, where we were standing. Lou opened the door and smiled at Caroline. She smiled too, and leaned into him, then suddenly, we were attacked by two childish college students spraying Silly String on us.

  “My hair!” Kiara Lyn yelled. “You are paying for this Caroline!” She added a few embellishments to the words though.

  “Your hair? How about my hair?!” I yelled. She cracked a giggle then gave Caroline a death stare like she did this morning.

 Lou and I could tell this escalated very quickly. Kiara Lyn ran to Caroline, who sensed the attack and dodged. She then moved her leg around Kiara Lyn’s waist and pulled her to the ground, forcing Kiara Lyn to admit defeat, otherwise her shorts would’ve ripped. Caroline got off of her and walked to Louis. I smiled, and obviously Kiara Lyn didn’t care, because all she did was poke my dimples.

Caroline’s POV

 As soon as I hear someone scream, I knew it was Kiara Lyn. I whispered ‘I have two cans of silly string in my purse.’ Into Louis ear. He understands, because Harry was just standing there with Kiara Lyn.

  I have to admit, I liked kissing Louis, he made me feel secure and so… so loved. I haven’t felt that way since my mom passed. She was diagnosed with Leukemia in 2006. She died on Christmas. I was thirteen, and my little sister was seven. Enough depressing thoughts, Caroline! Gosh! I tell myself.

  We ambushed the new couple which I have made a name for; Karry Lyn Smythes, a mix of Harry Styles and Kiara Lyn Smith. Louis and I decided we had succeeded, and he walked me to my dorm.

“Goodnight Caroline,” Louis says as his lips meet mine. Then he pulls away, obviously teasing me. He smirks, and I close my door behind me.

  I was on a date. With a guy I liked, and who liked me too. He wasn’t intimidated by me, he was as odd as I was, and he made me feel safe.

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