Strong // Harry Styles

Chapter 5

Kim's POV:
"Kim, I-" but he was cut off by a huge boom of thunder and crackle of lightning.

Then came the rain.

"Bloody hell." I sigh to myself in frustration, knowing I will have to walk in this.

"It's raining cats and dogs out there!" Harry exclaims, with a childish smile on his face, which was almost plastered against the stores window.

"Yeah and I now have to walk in this." I sigh, putting my groceries on the conveyor belt.

"Me too." Harry says, still looking outside, watching the rain come down.

"What? The Harry has to walk in the rain? Don't you have like 6 Porsches and drivers?" I say in almost a whisper so no one could hear, although no one was in the store. Quite frankly I felt like I was being snotty. However I was so tired and couldn't really care what he thought.

"No, I walked here. I gave my driver," he says with one finger up, "the day off and left my cars home." he says finally looking away from the window and locking his green eyes with my brown ones.

"Oh, well looks like we're both going to get drenched." I say, paying for my groceries.

"How far are you to your apartment?" Harry asks, tucking some brown hair into his ball cap.

"About 2 blocks, how about you?" I say as we walk towards the exit of the primart, gripping my duffle bag more on my sore shoulder.

Harry notices but says, " I really don't know.. maybe a mile or two?" He then flips his hood over his cap with his groceries in one hand.

You were silent for a moment.

"Harry that's a long way in this kind of weather. You , I mean only if you want to, can come to my place till the rain stops." I choke out, absentmindedly playing with a piece of my fallen hair.

Harry tries not to smirk, and looks at me.

"Yeah, that'd be great." Harry says, smiling, showing his perfectly sculpted dimples.

I look away, trying not to blush 16 different shade of red, grabbing my phone from my pocket.

Cal :)
K: hey I'm on my way home, it's pouring and I'm bringing a friend you might want to see :)

I close my phone and put it away in my jean pocket. i look back at Harry, his eyebrows furrowed a bit.

"Don't worry Harry, I only texted my friend who lives with me that were on our way home. I didn't tweet out our location so everyone in London can bombard us."
I laugh out trying to reassure him that I'm not some crazy fan.

"Ready?" I say, pulling my hood over my head. Pulling my duffel back more on my aching shoulder.

He looks at me with concerned eyes,
"Hey, lemme hold that."  he says reaching for my bag.

"No, it's okay Harry. Really. it's not even that heavy." I try to reason with him by adding a smile, but Harry's not convinced.

"Are you sure? Cause it looks like it's hurting your shoulder." Harry says, pointing at my shoulder and raising an eyebrow.

I sigh at him. It does hurt my shoulder, but he doesn't need to help. He's done enough... seeing me cry and such is just.. enough.

"Hand it over." Harry says, holding his hands out with a grin playing on his pink lips.

I give in pulling the strap off my shoulder into his hands. Harry dramatically huffs and slowly pulls the bag over his shoulder.

"God Kim! This thing is heavy! What do you have in here? Bricks?" Harry heaves out.

"Rocks." I say playfully back, smirking at him.

"Seems about right..." Harry laughs.

"Are you ready Styles?" I say for the second time now, looking up into his green eyes.

"Ready." Harry says, grabbing my hand intertwining our fingers. My cheeks began to feel hot and my body was burning. I turn my gaze to infront of me and bolt out the door with my groceries in one hand and 1/4 of One Direction in the other.

Monday July 11th, 2016
hey! so I've decided to write a bunch of chapters, then post them all together!

hope you enjoyed!

much love xx