Unexpected- A Harry Styles FanFiction

Chapter Nine

Harry's P.O.V

Leslie. She's the only thing going through my mind right now. Its been two days, and I can't get over that kiss. The incredible

feeling of her lips against mine is driving me insane. I want that feeling again. Does she? Probably not. I think I could actually have feelings for Les. What the fuck? This isn't normal at all. I don't develop feelings for people. But I am. Me, Harry Styles, I'm falling for a girl. Do I tell her? She deserves to know right? What if it ruins are friendship? The thought kills me. I don't know what I'd do if she didn't want to be friends. I'm sure she would react like that. Stop thinking about it. Just tell her.

I pick up my phone before thinking any further and dial her number that I now had.

"Hey!" She answers cheerfully. Her voice brings a smile to my face.

"Hey Les! Are you busy today? I've got to talk to you.."

She hesitates for a second.

"I'm free. Is everything okay?"

"Yea! Everything's fine. I just...can I come over?"

"Of course!" She replies and we finish our conversation then hangup. I pull myself out of bed then pull a white v-neck over my head. I decide to just leave my gray sweatpants on then pull a beanie over my uncontrollable curls. I finish by spraying on my Old Spice Cologne and pulling on my vans.

Leslie's greets me at the door with a warm smile. I follow her inside, and she sits on the couch. I sit down next to her without saying anything.

"What did you want to talk about?" she asks sounding a little nervous.

"Uhm.. well.. I.. I don't know how to exactly say this." I manage to spit out feeling like an idiot.

"Just say it." she chuckles.

"Well. Leslie.. I think I uhm. I think I'm falling for you." I can see the shock in her face.

"W-what?" She stutters.

"I'm sorry.. its just. I can't stop thinking about you." I scoot closer to her before finishes but she pulls away.

"What?" I ask. I know there's surprise in my voice because I really didn't expect her to reject.

"Harry, these past days have been great and all, and at one point I thought maybe I could be falling for you too, but I'm not sure if that could even work. Ever."

"What? Why do you say that?"

"I, well, its just I've been thinking. You're my best friend. What if something didnt work out? I'd loose my best friend.. also, I've sort of been thinking. You said, well, you said you sleep around for fun. I'm a virgin and I don't know what you'd expect or if you would be okay being with me without..well having sex."

Did she really just use that against me? I try my hardest to hold down my anger. I've changed.. maybe. I don't know. I would change for her, but do I want to? She obviously thinks I wouldn't or couldn't.

"Leslie, I'm not a whore or anything."

"Isn't that what whores do? Sleep around for fun? You told me yourself that you do."

"You have got to be fucking kidding me. I should have known better than to think somebody as "good" as you would want anything to do with somebody like me. You are no better than me Leslie! Get over yourself." Why did I just say those things?

"No better? That's funny! I've never slept with a single guy! You slept with girls all time!"

"That's the thing! SLEPT! Past tense. Now I can see why you've never slept with anyone before. I sure as hell wouldn't wanna sleep with you. Ever."

I can see the pain in her face. I'm not sure I even care right now. She has seriously pissed me off. There's a boundary line. She didn't just cross it, she fucking hurdled the bitch. I'm done here.

She still hasn't said anything to me. Had I hurt her that bad? Whatever.

"Bye Leslie. I should have known." I say then get up and leave her. I leave her there to cry. I'm such a dick.

Why the hell is she still running through my mind? I just need to forget about the whole thing. I never should have went over there. Its been almost 24 hours and I haven't heard from her. Why would I? I was an asshole. There's just something about her. The way she stood up for herself at first, the cute way her nostrils flared when she got angry. Wait! Did I just call her nose cute? I need to get my mind off of her. I'll call Karli, or Carissa, or Hannah. Wow, she was right. I'm a whore. Oh well, I need something to distract me.

"Oh Leslie.." I moan. The feel of her body on mine is amazing.

"What the fuck?" I hear the high pitched voice below me whine. Shit.

"Who the hell is Leslie? Asshole." Karli complains and pushes me off of her. Dammit. I can't believe I just said that.

"You're pathetic!" Karli yells and she slams my door behind her leaving me with my head in my hands and lost in thought. Fuck.