Chapter 17
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Summer’s POV
I breathed in the fresh air and swung my arms about. My two friends were accompanying me to the beach to relax and forget about what happened between Harry and me.
Harry. Just hearing his name made me want to cry. He was so perfect, so cute and adorable, and so understanding. I wanted to run back into his arms, and pretend that nothing happened. But I could not.
I could not forgive him after all he had done. He made me so angry and happy at the same time. It’s like he suddenly changed during the dinner. If he were to have mood swings suddenly, I’m sorry, I can’t handle that.
“Summer, we’re going to get some ice-cream. Wanna come?” Jess suggested.
“Nah.” I shook my head. “You guys go ahead. I’ll be walking around here.”
They looked a little worried, making me laugh. “Guys, stop it! It’s not as if I’m gonna kill myself,” I joked, but deep inside, I was feeling really depressed.
They exchanged looks and nodded reluctantly before walking off.
Ahh. Finally alone.
Something griped my hand and spun me around. I yelped and screamed loudly, thinking that I was going to be raped. Which was kinda silly, since I was at the beach with like a hundred people around.
And everyone was looking at me as I got my breath back. I was face to face with a hot guy with curly hair.
Argh. Harry.
“Hey, babe.” He smirked and I wanted to slap him. For being so perfect. And because I was angry at him.
I struggled and forced myself out of his chest even though I wanted him near me so much. But I knew I could not. That would be bad.
I glared at his green orbs and gasped as I saw his beautiful features clearly once again. Those perfect pink lips. Oh god.
I needed to get away from him. Anything but him.
So, I started to run.
I ran as fast as I could, anything to get away from Harry Styles, the perfect one. I didn’t look back, I just ran.
I was aware of footsteps behind me and I knew Harry was following me. But I didn’t want to stop. Without knowing where I was heading, I continued running straight ahead.
I couldn’t run anymore. I was breathing heavily and my legs ached. Even if I wanted to, I knew I couldn’t. If I did continue, I would probably faint. My vision was already starting to get a little dark.
So I stopped. I prayed as hard as I could that Harry had given up. But he appeared beside me a few moments later. He didn’t look tired at all. Well.
“Stop, Harry. Go away, don’t disturb me and come back into my life again,” I pleaded, sobbing a little.
His eyes softened and I thought he would just leave me there just like I wanted. But he didn’t. Being as perfect as he is, he took my head and stroked it gently.
As much as I wanted to get away from him, his touch was so irresistible. It was perfect and I slowly relaxed. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply.
“I’m sorry, babe. For acting like a jerk that night.”
My eyes snapped open and suddenly, my blood boiled all over again. The cheek of him! To act like nothing had happened and start apologising without knowing what he had done.
“It wasn’t one of my mood swings, I swear. I was just… surprised. That you were fourteen.”
What?
“You looked, thought, sounded so mature, I thought you were nineteen, just like me.”
I narrowed my eyes. “So what? Is fourteen too young? Are you going to break up with me?” I snapped.
“What? No, no, no. You’re too good, Summer. I love you, breaking up is not possible,” he replied, stunned at my words.
My heart stopped beating. I couldn’t believe that I had someone who loved me so much. Or he claimed that he did. But I didn’t care if Harry was lying. He didn’t sound like he was, and I loved him like crazy. That was for sure. I couldn’t live without him. He was like my oxygen, something that was necessary for me to continue living.
I swallowed with difficulty. I knew it would be the right decision. All my anger had vanished.
“I love you too, Harry styles.”
His face broke into a smile and I mirrored his actions. I hadn’t smiled in ages, ever since he left me. He was my everything, I loved him. And I knew I always will.
He moved in and rubbed circles on my back. I breathed heavily and did the same, eyeing his perfect green orbs.
Our noses touched just a split second before our lips did.
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Summer Love (a Harry Styles fan fiction)
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