But I'm Lesbo || Harry Styles ||

Chapter 7

"I thought I'd bring the party here" Harry smiled a big smile, his dimples popping out.
At first I thought he brought everyone over to my place but then I noticed he was alone.

"Can I come in?" He asked and pulled out a bag of crisps, marshmallows and a bottle of coke. Why does he look so cute right now.

"Well.. yeah sure but I'm only in a towel." I say as I step out of behind the door.

"That doesn't bother me at all." he smirks.

Okay, now seems like the perfect time to tell him I'm gay. I'll just be straight forward and tell him to tell he's friend I can't see him anymore.

"You can just set everything down there and make yourself comfortable while I quickly get dressed" I say and make my way upstairs.

I get dressed into my 'pj's' which is basically and oversized t-shirt and underwear. I probably won't feel completely comfortable wearing this in Harry's presence but it's what I always wear so...

When I get downstairs again I see Harry sitting on the couch stuffing he's mouth with chips and drinking wine-wait where did he get the wine from!? He was watching some program on the tv too.

"Where did you get the wine from" I ask and he starts giggling for no reason.

"Shhh, come sit down. Let's party!!" he yelled in a high pitched voice making us both laugh.

Oh my God is he drunk already.

I sit next to him on the couch as we watched a few reruns of Pretty Little Liars. I always thought PLL was stupid and boring until now. I actually find it quite interesting.

Harry leans down onto my shoulder and enhales deeply through his nose, taking in my freshly showered scent.

"You smell amazing. Mmmm" he complements making me blush and takes another sniff off my shoulder. His breath slightly tickling my neck coursing me to shiver.

"Stop it Harry. You tickling me" I giggle as he pushes his head deeper into my neck.

"I didn't know you were ticklish" he chuckles as he continues to tickle me.

He is much stronger than me so it's quite hard to get him off me but I eventually do. Well I though so until he pinned me down onto the couch with my arms over my head as he hovered over me.

He used one hand to keep my arms in place and the other to tickle my side. Tears filled my eyes from laughing too much as I squirmed and screamed under his grip. He was laughing just as hard as I was and he eventually stopped tickling me but he kept me still in place.

He looked into my eyes as we tried to slow down our breathing.

"You so beautiful you know that? I'm glad to have a friend like you and Louis would be an extremely lucky guy if you see him again."

Oh my God! I'm supposed to tell Harry I'm gay tonight! I need to tell him now!

"H-"

"But to be honest, I don't want you to see him again. Yeah he's my friend and all but if you start seeing him then we get no 'friend time'" he chuckles with a slurr. I turn my head to see the wine bottle is completely empty. Shit, he's drunk. He doesn't mean this.

"Harry, you drunk love. I think you need some rest-"

"So cute..." he cuts me off.

"What?" I ask tilting my head to the side in confusion.

"Your nose. Your nose looks so cute," he says leaning in, closer to my face. "and you lips. They so plump and pink..." he was so close to my face at this point that I could feel his breath brush against my upper lip. "and they look so kissable" at this point time slowed down, almost like in the movies. The only question running through my mind was, why the hell and I not stopping Harry from leaning in.

He is so close to my lips right now. My heart  is saying no but my mind is saying a completely different thing. I know right, it's mixed up and everything is messed but right now I'm so shocked I dont even think I can move.

"So kissable" he whispers one last time before gently placing his lips on top of mine. It felt extremely strange and weird to be kissing a guy's lips. I've never kissed one of the opposite sex. But in a way it feels so right.

But i have to stop this. This is not right. Harry and I are friends but most importantly, I'm gay!!

I try to push him off a few times but he doesn't budge until the last attempt. His lips are pink and swollen and I have to admit he looks adorable but the look in his eyes show something else...confusion.

"This is wrong, Harry." I say closing my eyes and breathing out.

"But it feels so right" he slightly slurrs and trays to lean forward again but I stop him.

"Harry." I warm him. His eyes widen almost as if in realisation.

"Sorry, Mel. I'm really sorry. I didnt-"

"It's fine Harry. I'm to blame too." I chuckle

"Sorry" he repeats himself.

"Let's just get back to the movie?" I say and sit up from under Harry and face the television again.

"Yea sure" Harry mumbles and we both sit in silence watching the rest of the episode. Is it just me or is this completely awkward?

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Ok so just to clarify, Melanie does not 'turn straight', that's not possible...when we get further into the story you'll understand the plot a lot better ok...