Its Complicated

Chapter 3

We awkardly sat in silence staring at the flat screen t.v. until I finally decide to break the ice.

"Why were you so pissed off in the car and now your all happy?" i ask him way to fast. Im suprised he even understood that.

"I dont want to talk about it" he replies.

"And i dont want to go to school but i still have to."

He rolls his eyes and starts to speak, "What are you saying? If I dont tell you you'll leave?" I nod before I know what im doing.

"You do relize you have no car right?" he continues. He is pissing me off now.

"You know there is something called the bus or cab or even a subway." I fire back. He raises his brow thinking that I wont. I then got up and put my gray vans back on my feet and grabbed my handbag. I storm out and go on my phone to check the bus schedule.

Look at me. Im fighting with Harry Styles like a fucking married couple. This has to be a dream. Me, a normal 18 year old girl in college talking and fighting with Harry Styles from the biggest band in the country and 37 other countries as well. What are we even fighting about anyway?

Right when i was about to think about it i am interuppted by someone's hand around my waist. They pull me towards them and i relize that it's Harry and I pull back but i cant leave his grip. It's too strong.

"What do you want?" I ask him loudly still trying to push out of his grip.

I think I hear him say 'you' under his breath.

"What?" i ask curiously.

"Nothing." he responds.

"So then let me go." I say looking at his hands around my waist. He quickly loosens his grip and lets go of me.

I turn around on my heels and walk away. I just look down at my feet while im walking. Not too long after I turn around I hear his footsteps in my place.

I look over my shoulder and surely i see Harry following me. I slow down a little so he could catch up. I then stop at the bus stop and wait.

"What are you doing?" he asks.

"Waiting for a bus." i say pointing up at the bus sign.

"Gee. Thanks Captian Obvious." he says sarcastically. He's such a pain.

He continues his sentence, " I mean just come back to my house and we could just hang. It's better than being on a bus with people who obviously need to learn what a shower is."

I laugh softly and he follows me. We tilt our heads back and laugh for what feels like an hours. I then decide to just go to his place and hang out. Maybe we can even talk a little so we can get to know each other. Even though I could just open any magazine and know every single thing there is to know about him.

We walk into his house again and sit where we were sitting before I stormed out. Teen Wolf is still on and I've actually never watched this episode.

"Im sorry." he says right in the middle of when Scott is about to kick so werewolf ass. I take my eyes off the t.v. and look straight into his eyes. His green bolding eyes are looking straight into mine.

"Its ok." i say, "I can trust you now." I continue. It shocks him. I could tell from his mouth opening with a loud gasp that escapes. I just smile as a reply.

By now we watched 5 different episodes of my favorite show. Well actually i did. Harry fell asleep after like the 2nd episode. When i look to my side Harry is leaning on my shoulder, fast asleep. I dont want to wake him but it is 10 pm and i have to get to my classes tomorrow. But thank god tomorrow is Friday.

I slowly move his head onto a pillow and try not to wake him. No luck. He picks up his head and yawns. When he opens his eyes he could tell that i need to go. Like now. My mom is going to kill me.

Without saying anything he grabs his boots and slides a hoodie over his see through white T-shirt. The ones on his chest, his arms, his back. Before i know it Harry's hand is waving over my face snapping me out of my faze.That's awkward.

He grabs his keys and we head into his black Range Rover. No conversation was made the way there. Just Katy Perry on the radio bragging about how we are going to hear her 'roar'.

We pull up to my house. Much very smaller than his. Its barely a quater of his house. I look towards him before opening the door. He leans into me. Is he going to...kiss me? Why would he do that? He's not doing that right? Why would he?

His arms then wrap around my back as he hugs me and says goodbye. I cant believe i thought he was actually going to kiss me. As i walk up to my porch and turn the key i turn around and see that Harry still hasn't left yet. He is waiting until im inside and safe.

"See you after school." he shouts before i close the door behind me. I smile a little too much. Hurting my cheeks.

My mom then comes into the living room asking why im so late. I ignore her and dash up the stairs. I step into my room and lay on my bed. Before i know it im knocked out on my bed looking like a retard. Its been a long day.