When we met again

Part 2

And there he stands, Harry Styles. That something I thought that my friends wanted me to see or face was a someone it was Harry. A strand of hair falls in front of my eye and I move it behind my ear. Harry is standing on my aunts lawn looking at me with that same childish smirk he has always had. "Yeah that's my neighbors son, Harry. It's little Harold remember him," my aunt yells out loud and he hears. He blushes and rubs his neck. "Yeah who could forget him," I say and blush. I am blushing like crazy but I'm happy he came back. I wonder why he came in the first place and than again. It can't be just cause of me, can it? He starts walking slowly to me and keeps his head down like he might make a complete fool of himself.

I stand there smiling like a dumb ass then all of a sudden my friends give me a little push to him so I start walking towards him. I'm pretty sure that he can tell I'm blushing as hell. He's now even closer to me than a few seconds ago, his hand goes to my cheek and he looks at me. All of a sudden I feel his lips meet mine. His hand is still on my cheek as his other pulls me to him. My eyes are wide open in shock, I didn't even except this to happen. Behind me I hear ohs and ahs like they are enjoying this show we are putting for them. He lets go of me and our kiss, leaving me to wish he didn't.

"Mia." "Yeah Harry," I say. "I have been waiting for this to happen again ever since you left me when we were kids," he says, rubs his wrist and doesn't look at me. I am in full shock mode, he just told me he still likes me. I actually don't know what to tell him or say but I know I have to tell him something. He looks at me waiting for my response or an answer, for anything. "Just tell him how you truly feel. You're making yourself look like a complete idiot in front of him," my mind tells me. I finally speak up, "You've been waiting for me all this time have you? You've still liked me since then?" He looks at me but than back at the ground trying to find his words.

"Yeah? I mean yes, I have actually. I know that sounds strange but I really like you, I might even love you," he tells me. Wow. Did he just admit he loves me? "I've liked you too but I don't know if I love you. Maybe I do but I just can't right now. I barely came out of a relationship that this guy Christian said he loved me but ended up cheating on me. How do I know 100% that you wouldn't do exactly what he did?" He looks at me crushed or maybe vulnerable. Should I try it with him? Should I give my heart to someone? Should I give him a chance to prove himself to me? "It's okay," he says and starts to walk away not saying anything else. Before I could process my thoughts and actions I yell to him. "Wait!!!" He turns around to face me is he crying, it looks like he's been crying, for me? "Maybe we can try to work it out. I mean like you know me well even more than I can possibly know myself and I know you so well too. Well what I'm trying to say or tell you. Harry Edward Styles, will you go out with me like on a date," I tell him and walk to him.

"Shouldn't I be asking you out instead," he tells me with a huge smile across his face. "Quite frankly yes but since we are in the decades that us ladies can take a guy out. It would be romantic if you'd ask me out but since I did you shouldn't be pointing the obvious out because it makes me feel like I can't be able to ask a guy out. Or can I?" He laughs at my choice of words and for the first time in years I have heard his true laugh. "Well than, it's settle pick you up around 8pm? Or would you like to pick me up, Mia?" "I think you should, you know pick me up?" "Than till 8 my lady," he tells me before leaving my aunts house.

"Hold up!!! This is your subconscious speaking lady!!! Did we just ask a guy out?!?!?" I asked him out... My mind is fully racing at this point. "Wasn't there a rule we lived by, Mia? Wasn't it never ever ever ask a guy out? That he should ask you," my mind speaks and reminds me. I hate it when my mind seems like it has its mind of its own. "What am I going to wear?!?!?" I say but this time out loud. "We did not except that to happen like everything him coming to look for you to him kissing you, him walking away, him crying, you asking him out and now you two are going on a DATE!!!" My friends finally speak about the scene the played in front of them. Thank you guys for reminding me the scene that just took place few seconds ago. I turn back around and I had totally forgotten that my aunt was standing there this whole time and that she saw everything that happened.