12: The Non-Frightening Confession

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🎃 Fate Perkins - Oct. 31, 2015


He hesitates on answering me, his eyes looking to me before looking ahead of him. I continue to sip at my latte waiting for his response; if he doesn't feel the need to tell me who he is then I at least deserve to know what he told me in French.

"Uh, I'd rather not say," he eventually spits out making me pout. Once catching this, he elaborates. "It's a little embarrassing."

"I won't judge," I say while batting my eyes.

He laughs deeply before sighing, it is then that I know that I won the argument. It is clear that he is nervous with how he fiddles with his cup, yet to drink from it since the sheet was blocking  his mouth. He clearly didn't think this through. I bite my lip as he prolongs his translation. My heart speeding up as he stops to turn and look at me. 

"I had said that... You have no idea how much I love you, Fate."

My eyes widen at that. Love? Harry Styles loves me? I'd like to think this as some joke but they way he said it was anything but in a joking matter. I honestly don't know what to say. I mean, it's not like I don't have the possibility of loving him as I had confessed that I do have a crush on him but right now, that is all it is. Before now, I hadn't had a conversation with Harry that didn't involve Blake. This is the only time that I only really got to know him.

Noticing my dilemma on not knowing what to say he clears his throat and continues to walk. "But, I mean, whatever. You don't have to - um, I'll just shut up."

I rush to catch up to him, my hand latching onto his wrist to calm his long strides. "Hey, slow down."

Only heavy breathing is heard from him.

"You're going to spill your latte," I try to lighten the topic, a smile forming on my lips as he turns to look at me. I encourage him to continue walking, this time at a pace that I can keep with all while having my hand slip down to fit into his. "Why?"

"Why what?" He asks as I finish my latte and throw it away in the closest trash can whose home resides between two buildings. Harry continues to have a firm grip on his cup.

"Why do you love me?"

The tension is lighthearted once more. "Well, I'm a sap so naturally I believe in love at first sight. I, uh, so you one day I just saw you walk into my work and just adored how beautiful and graceful you were - this sounds really creepy since you don't know who I am under this sheet but... Anyway, this day just set it for how I truly feel about you. And I was wondering how you felt about me?"

"Well, I'm holding your hand for one thing..." I trail off, swinging our arms as we walked. "I don't believe in love at first sight but I can honestly say that I'm interested in you... Harry."


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(A/N): Oh snap! Not only did this happen but the Perfect music video came out! (Remember, to beat the record refresh not replay!) Hey, Fate, Harry is perfect for you ;)

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p.s. our lovely harry about you & i but can be applied to this x




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