I Hate You (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 7

*Harrys POV*

It's about an hour and a half. I didn't fall asleep. I couldn't. I kept thinking about Aliy. Her beautiful face. And how her lips fit perfectly into mine. And how I felt sparks each time we kissed. I heard my phone buzz. I went under my pillow and grabbed it. I flinched at the brightness. I hit home and went to settings. I turned the brightness down and went to my messages. It was from Aliy. I smiled.

What?

Im sorry. For everything. For being who I am.

No, I didn't mean for you too be upset with yourself, just for you to know that what you do is wrong.

And you did, sorta.

Sorta?

Well, I mean, it will sti- you know, can I come over so we can talk?

What! No!

Please?

No

Please?

No

Please?

No

Please?

No

Please?

Fine.

I smiled so big. I got up and ran downstairs. Clothes! I ran back upstairs and put some on.

*Aliys POV*

I heard a knock on my door. Who could that be? I got off the couch -I haven't replied to Harry yet, maybe later- and opened the door. 

"Uh Louis, what are you doing here?" I asked.

He shrugged. "Can I come in?" He asked.

"Uh sure." I said moving over so her could walk in. I walked over to the couch to see him already sitting down.

"So uh... hi?" I said.

"So how are you and Hazza?" He asked.

"Um, what do you mean?"

"Well how was your first date?" What?

"We didn't go on a date.." I said.

"You can tell me." He said.

"We didn't go on a date! He had asked me and I said no so my friend came over and Harry came over when my friend was leaving and they had a fight and Harry kissed me again and I shut the door on his face! That's all that happened!"

"So you kissed more than once?"

"Uh yeah.." I said blushing from embarrassment.

"When?"

"Why do you want to know?!"

He shrugged. "Just tell me."

I sighed. Might as well tell him the whole story.

"Well, I was leaving my shift from the movie theatre and he came in when I was leaving okay? So he hit me with the door on accident and I blacked out. I woke up in his room. Now I didn't know who he was during this. So I asked him to take me home and he agreed. But instead, he took me to Tanger the shopping center and we walked around but didn't buy anything. We walked around for about 2 and a half hours when he suggested we see a movie. I agreed not knowing it would be a scary movie. So he wrapped his arm around me and I looked up and we kissed, and uh made out during most of the movie. And it wasn't just kissing a random stranger, I felt safe with him and we were holding hands for most of the time so I wasn't being a whore- cause im not- and then we got in the car and one of your songs was on and he started singing and I said he sounds like, well himself, and he said good because I am him and I got mad because I completely hate him so I jumped out of the car and walked home. Then he asked me out and I said no and blah blah blah here we are now." I said, embarrassed of telling him about us making out.