Gap / Harry Styles RW

Twenty Five

One Direction- Walking in the Wind

Kat's Pov

The elevator.
"Holy shit Harry! Holy shit, oh my god, oh my god!"

I was going to die. This would be it. This would be the end.

"Shh, c'mere," Harry says, holding out his hand for me.

"I, I, um," I stammer before reaching for his hand with my trembling fingers. He grabs me and pulls me closer to him. I clutch onto his shirt tightly.

I stare around the elevator. What were we going to do? Tears have begun to well up in my eyes and I peer up at Harry. I'm 100% sure I look absolutely petrified.

"C'mon lets sit you down," Harry says, "is that ok?"

I nod feebly and lean on Harry as he lowers us both to the ground.

He pulls out his phone and I read off the number engraved in the panel for emergencies.

He dials quickly with his left hand and brings the phone to his ear.

"Hello, yes..."

I try not to focus on the conversation. I was in a FREAKING ELEVATOR ABOUT TO DIE OK.

It only takes a moment until Harry is off the phone.

"They'll be here soon," he informs me, brushing back his curls.

"How long?" I reply, my voice a little shaky.

"30 minutes," Harry murmurs.

Holy shit.

"Uh-ok well as long as we, um, don't move at all, then we should be fine, right?" I look to him for reassurance.

"Erm, yeah right," Harry smirks glancing down at my fist, which is still clutching his shirt.

"Uh, sorry," I say, letting go. He wraps his arm around my shoulders and I snuggle into his chest.

"You right there, love?"

LOVE?
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"Yup," I reply.

I shut my eyes, inhaling his heavenly scent and try to forget about the fact that I'm stranded in a freaking elevator.

I feel a tickle on my cheek and I open my eyes. Harry fiddles with strands of hair, flicking them away from my face.

I reach up and poke the spot on his cheek where his dimple would be. Trust me, I know exactly where it is.
He giggles and immediately they appear.

He brings his other arm so it's around my front and squeezes me closer to him.

"I had fun today you know," he says, resting his chin on the top of my head. "Your not as bad company as I thought," he chuckles.

"Ugh!" I scoff, swotting his arm. "Rude,"

"Hey! Watch it woman!" He grabs my wrists with his hands.