harry scenario

hey guys so i thought id make a scenario of you and harry. yes, you the reader and harry. i tried to make it feel as if it was happening to you because i find that it helps tap into emotion. i hope you enjoy xx

you see harrys head in the crowd. it's now or never. you feel a strange wave of confidence. it's as if your making a drunken decision, you'll regret it an an hour.

you walk over to harry still perched on your cloud of confidence.

shakily, you say his name.

"harry"

he turns around, his hair glinting in the sunlight.

"oh, hi" he says with a smile.

you have a complicated relationship with harry. you know he doesn't like you but you think about him longingly every day. the way he smiles, the way his dimples imprint his cheeks when he smirks, his husky voice. you have always had hope but you know it's to a degree of falsity and nothing will ever happen between you.

"harry there is something i want to tell you."

"oh sure," he says "is everything alright?"

you lead him away from the crowd of people.

"okay so this stuff is new to me," you start. "im not the confrontational type, but there is something i want to tell you, the weight of it is hard to bare. harry, i really really like you. and i have for a while. they say if you can't go a day without thinking about someone, then they are worth holding on to. so each day ive held tighter. fuck, i think about you all the time. whenever you say something to me, i analyze it as if its a rare specimen. when im not with you, long to hear your voice. i know nothing will ever happen but for whatever reason, i have a glimmer of hope. so here is what i am asking for. i am asking for some closure. i know you dont like me the way i like you. but i need to hear it from you. to hear you verbally say nothing will ever happen will hurt me but it's what i need to unlatch myself to you. to know i am unwanted will help me move on, because false hope hurts. so please, don't consider my feelings when you do it. just tell me you don't like me the way i like you. please."

harrys face remained emotionless, his eyes distant.

"um i..." he stuttered

"look im sorry, i should never have done this. i knew id regret it. im better off keeping my mouth ....."

you are cut off by his lips crashing into yours. you stumble backwards as the pressure of his body meets yours. you can hear his rapid breaths . this is your remedy. harry tastes like long awaited joy, longingness and love. your heart is stunned by the series of events. your senses are cluttered. But he wants you. he longs for you. and the thought will keep you warm at night