Be More Realistic

Really

"No way in heck am I going to go out with you, Harry Styles." I say. The nerve of him! Like seriously.

"Why don't you want to go out with me? You have feelings for me, right?" He questions me.

"Of course I do, I just told you that didn't I? I don't want to date you because, well, I just got out of a relationship with Chad, my boyfriend of 2 years. And the only guy I've ever dated hit me, so you expect me to just let you date me without giving me some time to get over things? I also might have feelings for Liam. This is all happening so incredibly quick, Harry, and I don't want to rush us. If there is an 'us'. This could just be a crush." I turn away and sit down on my plush couch. Harry sits down beside me, and I turn to him.

"Amanda... I respect your decision. But that doesn't stop me from using all I can to try and get a 'yes' from you. I won't rest."

I look at him in his gorgeous eyes. He's staring at my eyes, too.

"Amanda, have I ever told you hazel are my favourite coloured eyes?" He says.

"No." I say. I am becoming lost in his eyes. I snap my head to the left and pretend to be interested in a painting I made a couple of months ago. It is of a butterfly, that is rainbow coloured. I trace the superior patterns with my eyes.

"Well, they are gorgeous."

"Harry..." I groan. He's already trying to lure me in.

"I know, I know. We're 'just friends'."

"And for the record, that kiss meant nothing." I lie. I know for a fact it meant the world to me, but no way it meant anything to him. He will get over his schoolboy crush for me in a week. "Oh yeah! Guess what my new job is Harry?"

"What?" He says in a monotone. Someone's grumpy.

"I'm going to be helping Lou Teasdale for you, and I'm starting Monday!"

"Great. You'll see Liam, I am so happy for you."

Wow. His mood changed so quickly. One minute he thinks my eyes are beautiful, the next he is angry with me.

"Well, guess I should get going. I'll tell Liam your feeling better." He says, and with that he turns and walks out my door. I look at the door with astonishment. I really do not understand that boy.

Harry's Pov

I walk out the door, annoyed. She has feelings for Liam too? This is making everything so complicated! Why can't she understand I'm in love with her. I rush out and get into my slick black Range Rover. Stupid Amanda, screwing with my feelings. I hardly know her, why are my feelings so strong for her already? I race out of the parking lot and drive full speed on the roads. My eyes are scrunched in frustration. Everything is so hard these days. I pick up my speed, not caring about limits. I drive faster and faster. I don't even know what road I'm anymore. I try to loose speed, but my gas pedal isn't co-operating. Oh crap.

I push my foot on the breaks, but not in enough time. A truck t-bones my side, and I roll off to the left of the road. Something pierces my side, and I feel blood. My head is banging on the window. I go flying through. Darkness comes quickly over me, shadowing my interpretation of reality, and I pass out.

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Amanda's Pov

My phone rings. I pick up.

"Hello? This is Amanda."

"AMANDA! HARRY! CAR! ACCIDENT! TRUCK! HOSPITAL! COME!" I hear Liam screaming through the phone. I drop it and run for the door.