Deceiving (Harry Styles)

why does he do that

(at school)

I had just gotten out of first period and was heading down to my next class when someone walked up next to me, i looked over to see Harry who looked really tired. Things had been not as tense between us since last night.

"Hey Harry." I smiled.

"Dont." I was attaken back by his words. Then before i could say anything his lips crashed into mine. I pulled back a bit but never pulled away. It was amazing, better than anyone i have kissed. We moved with eachother like we were familiar with eachothers touch. He pulled back and i stood there in utterly shock.

"What was that for?" I asked smiling.

"I was thinking about what you said last night, over everything, how you said i didnt have feelings for you and i didnt love you, how i was just a player to every single fucking girl, well thats not all true, yes i have been a player but im stopping.. for you. Because- fuck no- this is stupid never mind." He rubbed his forehead and looked really embarrassed.

"Harry, its not stupid. Please continue what you were saying." I smiled at him.

"Ok fine, ill stop for you, because, ive never done this before but i actually do like you. I've liked you for so long. Everything about you is so fucking amazing, and you may think this is a bunch of shit but you dont know that seeing your face is the only think that keeps me happy. Well not really as normal happy how other people are but i can be happy and i can be angry or pissed and im mostly happy... because of you." My heart stopped, that was simply amazing.

"Thats really sweet Harry. But i have no clue what to say."

"Dont say anything then. Or just say that you like me too and maybe go on a date this weekend of some shit." That made me laugh.

"Okay i'll go on a date with you." His face lite up.

"Great so what class are you going to next?" He asked linking arms with me while we started walking.

"Brugama." He was the algebra teacher.

"Aw he's really strict, hate him. We could ditch." He smirked.

"I don't know Harry, my mom would kill me if she found out." Its the truth.

"Its okay she wont find out plus I got a pass." Sounds good to me I guess.

I was about to answer when I heard a voice behind Harry and I.

"Harry you forgetting something." We looked around to see his dad holding a notebook.

"Oh uh yeah." Harry said grabbing it making no eye contact with his father. His dad just made a face like he was waiting for something more.

"Get to class and be home before 7." His dad said walking away. What was that about?

"Hey, what was that about?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" He said

"Well, I've just noticed that your always different around your father."

"Well im not. Its probably just you." What.

"Just me? What does that have to do with anything?"

"It means that its probably just you thinking something different. You need to stop thinking of me as an ass all the time!" He yelled slightly louder.

"Im sorry." I mumbled.

"I bet you are." He said walking away and not saying another word to me.