Teenage Run Away ✘ Harry Styles [2013] ✔

Chapter 30

"I just, can't do this anymore." Harry stated. "I can't keep this from you, and I certainly can't handle you running off like that. It scared me acctually."

"Why did it scare you?" I asked confused.

"Because, that's exactly what my Mum did before my Father left." My heart instantly broke. Now that he said that, I feel horrible. I never meant to scare him, I was just upset.

"I'm sorry Harry, I-"

"It's not your fault." He cut me off. "It's all mine. But, I'm handling it." He turned to face me, before grabbing my hands. "Nicki, I know we're supposed to be friends, but I can't do that. I can't be just friends with someone who drives me insane every day. The littlest things you do, are enough to drive me mad." I smiled.

"I'm not to good at this as you can see." He chuckled.

"You're perfect." I shook my head, keeping the smile on my face. "Go ahead, tell me."

"When I first met you, I had no idea what I was getting into. I always thought you were gorgeous, but I never knew what I was going to feel about you.. I... Can't do this." He started laughing. "I'm horrible at stuff like this Nicki, Do you get my point?" He asked hopeful.

"Harry," I laughed. "I got your point last night." I stated. His jaw dropped and I continued to laugh.

"You mean to tell me, that I've been busting my butt for the past ten minutes to try my hardest to explain how I feel, and you already knew?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

"So you know what I'm fixing to ask?" He looked down.. Blushing?

"Acctually, no." I answered truthfully.

"You don't?" I shook my head. "Well.." He rubbed the back of his neck. He sighed loudly.

"Will you.." He quit talking. Why is he so nervous? I've never seen him so nervous before. "Will you be my girlfriend?" He blurted. Both of us were shocked by his words.

It seems odd; the thought of me and him together. But at the same time, I like it. Yeah it would be different, but in a good way kind of.

He looked so shooken up. He was so nervous, and I couldn't stand it.

So I did what I've been dying to do all day.

I grabbed his face with my hands and crashed our lips together. He was taken back at first, but He soon started kissing back.

Our lips moved with each other, and I didn't want to move. I just wanted to stay like this forever.

"I'll take that as a yes." He pulled away smilling. I nodded and smiled back.

"Why were you so nervous?" I asked him.

"Because, I've never had a girlfriend before. Not a real one anyway. I've never felt this way before, so I didn't know what to do. Again, I'm sorry for not telling you." He put his forehead to mine.

"It's fine. I understand." I gave him a sweet smile.

"So will you tell me now?"

"Tell you what?"

"Why you ran off crying like that."

"Oh," I said simply. "I was upset because you were drunk and I figured you would never kiss me again." I butsted into a fit of laughter, realizing how stupid it sounded. Harry gave me confused look.

"Really?" He asked. "You thought I would never kiss you again?" He seemed disapointed.

"Yeah. I was pretty upset, but I kept it to myself."

"I kissed you last night because I wanted to. Besides, I wasn't drunk after I kissed you." He smirked. "And I will always kiss you. Whenever you want."

"Wait, you weren't drunk after you kissed me? What does that mean?"

"You sobered me up." He smiled. I laughed at his words. He laughed and kissed me again.

I could get used to this.