After I had fangirled, and figured out why we had come.. Me & HARRY EDWARD STYLES went out on a "date."
I couldn't believe it.
I'm so in love, again..
Even though, I never thought it would happen.
"Are you okay..?" He asked, looking curious.
"Yeah, fine! Just thinking, that's all!" I exclaimed, trying to sound calm.
It didn't work.
"Calm down.." He smiled, oh that smile.. Those dimples.
Stop. It. Stop.
He doesn't love you, nor know you, or like you!
I kept repeating that (in my head) over & over.
But, oh my fuck!
That was Harry Styles.
Ashley kept staring at me.
I knew what she was thinking.
Where is Niall?
Maybe not, maybe she got over it, but my feelings came back.
Oh my..
No.
They couldn't.
SHIT!
No way, no way, no way!
I was over it!
Goshhh!!
"Love, are you okay, 100% sure okay?" Harry asked, confused.
"Yes! I promise!!" I answered.
Harry Styles was talking to ME.
Cue fan girl!
Inside my head.
