Skylar Tomlinson never could have seen Harry Styles coming. Well, she might have, had she been looking up. Her impulsivity and short temper coupled with Harry's taunting comments prove to be the same as fire and gasoline mixing - an epic explosion...
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I walked inside and regretted it the moment I did. All I could see were couples, kissing, hugging, laughing, dancing. This was a mistake; I was ready to get the hell out of there but someone grabbed my arm.
"Oh no, you are not ditching, not on my watch," Piper laughed, dragging me across the dance floor. I slapped myself in the face and sighed. "Dance with me," She said, grabbing my hands and fooling around like a child. My dull expression remained, I pulled my hands away from her and tried to find somewhere to sit. I took a seat at a table for two, just my luck. Piper followed me and sat down next to me and with a worried voice she said, "Skylar you are not acting like yourself, this is actually terrifying, where is the Skai I know?"
"She's dead," I replied dryly.
"Get a grip, would you?" There was a hint of frustration in Pipes voice this time.
"I feel sick," not literally but metaphorically.
"Don't vomit on my dress..." she joked. I crossed my arms over my chest and sighed. I banged my head against the table.
"Skylar?"
"Harry?"
As soon as I heard that voice I knew it was him. I stood up and we stared at each other too long
guessing because we made Pipes so uncomfortable that she left.
When I saw sight of him all I wanted to do was crawl into his arms and cry in his chest for hours as he comforted me and he would say nice things to make me feel better, like 'it's not your fault' but he would be lying.
"Harry, just listen please...I'm sorry for what I'm about to say but I won't follow you around, I am not a follower. I want to take my own path, I truly love you, I do but don't tell me you expect me to just follow you wherever you go because I am not like that," The last sentence was said without a breath. I wanted to get the words out of my system. I knew if I hadn't blurted it out right now, I wouldn't have said it at all. "I don't expect that of you and you shouldn't expect that of me," I concluded. "And I-I know that I fucked up big team but I just, I did not by any means-"
My sentence was cut short by his lips. His hand wrapped around my back and he pulled me closer. His other hand was placed on my cheek. I froze in place as his lips brushed against mine, my body shivered with the touch of his lips. At the same time that I was about to kiss back, he pulled away and left a lingering kiss on my neck. I felt his lips touch the top of my head and our eyes met yet again.
"That was a goodbye kiss," he murmured. I pulled him from his blue tie and wrapped my hands around him, he reciprocated. I could feel the strength in his arms as he wrapped them around me, to trap me in his never ending warmth. We hugged so tight, I placed my hand on his chest, feeling his heart beat and it was beating faster than mine, I love to listen to his heartbeat, I could hear it very clearly as we were close. His body tightened around mine, never will I ever forget this amazing feeling. I was wetting his shirt with the buckets of tears coming out of my eyes but I couldn't care less. We seemed as though melting into each other. I closed my eyes and the noise in the room seemed to stop all of a sudden, the world stopped spinning, everything was frozen but us.
