Something More-Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 6

Harry's P.O.V

I was now in my flat, laying on the couch in my living room, waiting for Louis to come over.  As I threw a pillow up in the air I thought about what I was going to talk about with Louis. Was I just being stupid with this whole thing? Was I really starting to develop feelings for Camila? Or was I just on this high from being around a beautiful girl that doesn't care if I'm famous or not? 

My thoughts were interrupted by my front door opening. "Harreh?" I heard Louis yell through the house.

"In the living room" I yelled back. Moments later, Louis appeared into the living room and plopped onto the couch.

"So whats up?" He asked, picking up a magazine and flipping through it.

"Nothing much" I sighed.

"Well obviously somethings up if you called me over here" He said.

"It's just...Camila" I said, sitting up.

"What about her?" He asked, placing the magazine back on the coffee table, and putting his feet up.

"I don't know. I think I...like her" I said.

"Like her? You've only known her for a week Harry" Louis said, getting up off the couch and walking into the kitchen.

He's right. How could I like someone who I've only known for a week? And only seen three times? Plus, I was drunk for two of those times. But when we went shopping today I had so much fun and really liked hanging out with her.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked, opening the fridge to grab a water bottle.

"I know I've only known her for a week, but hanging out with her today was fun. She treated me like a regular person, not Harry Styles from One Direction" I said.

Lou sat back down on the couch and thought about what to say next.

"Am I being stupid?" I asked.

"No. But are you just feeling this way because she's a pretty girl and you like having sex with her?" He asked.

"Ugh. Maybe, I don't know" I ran my fingers through my hair. 

"I think part of you is thinking with your dick and not your brain" Louis laughed. "You haven't liked a girl in awhile, it's actually quite weird to hear you talking about this"

"I guess you're right. What am I thinking? I'm Harry Styles, I don't get attached to girls, I just fuck them and send them on their way" I said, trying to push my feelings for Camila aside. "But Camila is different. The thought of sleeping with her and then never talking to her again makes me feel bad, because shes so nice and genuine. I guess I'll have to break it to her somehow"

"Or don't. If you really think shes nice then keep hanging out with her if you want. See where things go. Do you think she likes you as much as you like her?" Louis asked.

"Probably not. I mean I like her but I don't have an insane amount of feelings for her, I just met her. And she probably feels the same way, like I'm just some guy she likes to fuck. She seemed to enjoy the sex, and the head she gave me in the bathroom at a club" I laughed.

"She gave you head in the bathroom?!" Louis asked shocked.

"Shit I forgot to tell you! Yeah I saw her the weekend after the club at another club. She was bartending and on her break we snuck off to the bathroom. We were getting pretty into it when I realized I didn't have a condom. Usually girls would be all whiny and probably slap me or something, but Camila just shrugged it off and got on her knees" I admitted.