I Hate You (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 9

*Harrys POV*

"No." Im not letting her stay here by herself. She could hurt herself. But I don't care.

"Fine." She said after a while.

"You owe me a date." I smirked. It was all working out...

"Please, I just got out of a relationship." I tensed. I still cant believe they were going out.

"Why do you hate me so much?" I asked her, changing the subject. We were still on the floor, but we were sat up now.

"Why?"

"So I can change."

"Why the sudden need to change?"

"Well if I change would you like me?"

"I don't know if I would like you but I would definitely not hate you."

"So tell me." I started. "Why do you hate me so much?"

"Are you going to interrupt me?"

"If I feel the need to." I smirked.

"Okay well, your a womanizer, you curl your hair,"

"Hey the girls love the curls."

"You only flirt with pretty girls so that makes other girls feel more insecure,"

"Its my style."

"You have wayyyy to many tattoos,"

"You cant change that."

"I know Harry."

"Continue."

 "You dated someone twice your age,"

"Yeah, but I did love her. She has good experience, especially when your older."

"Your attitude- thinking everyone loves you and that you can do whatever you want because your famous and everyone loves you no matter what,"

"Okay, I can try to act better."

"You think you can get any girl which is true because girls always fall at your feet, you let fame get to his head,"

"I guess I did."

"In most pictures and interviews your in the middle, your asked the most questions during interviews, you get the most solos,"

"That's because im the most popular one. Everyone loves me." She glared at me. Hard.

"Your unbelievable." She said and got up.

"Hey you never finished!" I called after her. She turned around with her fists closed.

"You will leave the guys and go solo, you already wrote a song without the guys, you think your perfect and have the best voice, your a player, your cheekiness, how you are most loved, how you think your so amazing." She said.

"Wow. I hate to admit but that is all true. But I can try my best to change." I said. Why should I change for her? Everyone loves me. Im famous. Why wouldn't they?

"Why do you want to change?"

"I want to change for you. I want to show you that I can change."

"Really?"

I nodded. "Do you just want to have the date here so we don't have to go out."

She sighed. "I guess." I smirked in my head. This is going to be fun.