Foreign Love || Harry Styles AU {completed}

twelve❦

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"Do you have any regrets?"

"What? Selena after all I just told you you still think he's the good guy? Seriously? How can you be so blind?" He frowns "Don't you see what he did to me?!"

"He didn't do it. You're just a liar. I don't know why you're lying, or who did this to you, but I won't even try to find out. I don't care. You're disgusting Daniel." I take a step backwards "And if he were drunk that night, and doesn't remember a thing, nobody can blame him. And i'm sure nobody ever tried to understand. Nobody ever tried to care, and see if he has regrets."

My heart falls for his younger self, left alone after one mistake. He doesn't have anything anymore, and I can be someone to him, I can be the one who cares.

Without waiting for an answer, I walk out of the room and walk towards the metro. I'm getting back home.

-

"Where were you?" Harry's deep voice greets me when i enter the kitchen.

"At the hospital"

"So you went..." He looks down "Selena I don't know what to say to make you believe me" He's having an inner debate with himself I can tell by the look on his face.

"You don't have to say anything" I say, walking towards him until we're a feet apart. "I believe you because I trust you. More than I have ever trusted anybody." I look at him deep in the eyes and I can see relief in his stare.

"What did Daniel tell you?" He asks never breaking our eye contact.

"Filled my head with bullshit, like you said" He smirks as I repeat his words from earlier. "He's a jerk"

"I'm glad you figured it out that way" His jaw tenses.

"I should've known better" I state before breaking our eye contact "So, how about we go and carry your bed up here" I smile gesturing towards the end of the hall, to the office. Well, let's call it Harry's room.

"Sounds good, but we may need some help" He return my small smile.

-

After an hour or so of walking from his old flat to my apartment carrying his stuff, his room is all made up. I sigh happily, my hands on my hips proud of our work.

"Well, I guess we can allow ourselves to have a break" I say

"Yeah, how about we go to dinner?" He asks. It takes me a while to register what he said. He wants to take me to dinner? Like not ordering but actually going? Well that's a first.

"I'd love that" I turn to my side facing him. He stares in my eyes like he can see a treasure inside it, and I love it.

"How come just a simple dinner get to make you so happy I can see your eyes sparkling?" He chuckles and I blush

"Well, It happens that I love food more than life, so" I smile and he throw his head back in laugher. His dimples are showing off and I can't help but stare at his unreal beauty. Damn it, he makes me feel all kind of things.

"Well let's go then, how about chipotle?"

"Oh my- marry me!" I say over dramatically to try and make him laugh again, and it works. We both end up laughing and lightly chatting while we walk towards the nearest Chipotle, which happens to be just down our road.