Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016

Chapter 24

Songs:

Easy Love: R5

Better When I'm Dancin': Meghan Trainor

No Control: One Direction

Love Never Felt So Good: Michael Jackson Ft. Justin Timberlake

A.J.'s POV

As promised, Harry bought us an ice cream cone before we started shopping. As we walked around the store, grabbing the last few items needed for the upcoming week, I felt oddly, happy. Yes, we were at a grocery store, shopping, but, I think that's exactly why this felt so thrilling. It was normal, it wasn't a club or party, it was just us two. Or maybe, it was the fact that I just divulged something that I had been carrying around with me for almost ten years. I had never told anyone what exactly happened that night, not my parents, my therapist, not even Chris or Samara. It was something that I had kept to myself, partly because I felt like it was a moment that was only supposed to be shared between the three of us. But, for some reason, I always found it easy to talk to Harry about anything and everything, even when I had just met him, I felt like I was able to express myself, for once.

While we ate our ice cream and danced around the store, I wished my dad and Robbie could have met Harry, they would have liked him, I thought. I felt my heart racing, erratically, I knew it wasn't because of our dancing and laughing hysterically around the store. This happened every time I looked in his eyes, every time he smiled at me, every time I looked at him. I knew what I was feeling, but I was still not ready to feel it, not that I had any choice, but I wasn't going to admit it, not yet anyway.

"Okay, so we got everything on your list and then some, I think we are ready to go," Harry said, while reviewing the list I had made.

"No, we still need my flashy pieces of jewelry," I said, pulling him along with the cart throughout the aisles until we were in the candy section. I let go of his hand, looking for what I wanted. "Ah, here it is," I said, grabbing a bag of Ring Pops.

Harry, laughed so hard, I thought he was going to explode. "That's what you meant by, "flashy jewelry"?" He questioned through his fit of laughter. "I should have known it was something like this."

"You should have," I agreed, tossing him the bag.

We spent the next few minutes, stocking our cart with various candies before making our way to the cash register. Luckily the store was semi empty since it was Monday morning and most people were at work, so we didn't have to wait in a long line. As we waited, I noticed one of the gossip magazines on the racks reading, 'Harry Styles' New Girlfriend?'. I felt a pang in my chest as I read the words. Without really thinking about it, ruled by my subconscious mocking laugh, I grabbed it. What I saw was the very last thing I had expected to see. I stared at it for a second, possibly waiting for the pictures to change, I really don't know.

My eyes were staring at pictures of the both of us, me and Harry. They were from different times we had been out together; leaving the nightclub, leaving his show together, me leaving his apartment, him leaving my house, being at the zoo, the London Eye, even us at the cathedral.

"What is it, Katarina?" Harry's deep raspy voice asked as he finished putting up the groceries. I stayed silent, still stunned. I wasn't sure if I liked this very much.

When I didn't answer him, I felt his large body standing behind me, reading over my shoulder. "Oh, look, that's us." He spoke so cheerfully, I wanted to smack him.

Just as I was about to say something to the fact of my not liking this too much, I noticed a picture of the two of us laughing like a bunch of idiots at the zoo by the tiger habitat. I remember I had almost fell in until Harry pulled me back, we were basically laughing at how much of an idiot I was, not that he would admit it, but I was. I looked at it one more time before shutting it and returning it from where I had grabbed it from, I wasn't really upset anymore. In fact, it fueled the happiness that had been building up that day, that picture was the physical definition of how I felt whenever I was with him. Happy and at the point of tears from laughing so much.