Hidden (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Still The One

"Any idea of where we are or where we're going?" I ask, finally breaking the silence between Harry and I as we walked down the street.

"I'm not exactly sure. We can always use our phones if we get lost though." He shrugs.

"If we get lost." I clarify.

Harry smiles, dimples popping. "So when were you going to tell me about your new song that you've been writing?"

Shit. "Uh, I don't know what you're talking about."

Harry laughs. "You're a terrible liar."

If only he knew how big of a lie I was keeping from him and the rest of the world.

"How'd you find out?" I give in.

"You left your journal open on the bed when you went to the bathroom one night."

Oops.

I sigh. "How much did you read?"

"Enough to know that you're writing a new one, but not enough to know what any of the lyrics are."

"Thank you for not reading them." I say swinging our hands back and forth.

"You're welcome. I figured that it'd be best to not make the same mistake again." He laughs.

At the end of the block is a small park. The swings creak as they sway from the wind. The park slightly resembles one from a horror movie as the merry-go-round turns without anyone moving it. The trees swaying in the wind didn't help either.

"Scared?" Harry teases noticing the tension in my body.

"Just a tad creeped out. Don't pretend all this doesn't spook you a bit too." I say waving a hand at the playscape.

"I don't have to. None of this bothers me." Harry shrugs.

"Liar." I say punching his shoulder.

"What makes you say that?" He asks. "Why should I be afraid of anything? I can take on anything." Harry says using a fake deep voice as if to emphasize his point.

"You're such a dork "

"That's all you ever say. Is that you're only comeback?"

"Would you rather called you a dipshit because I quite fancy that word." I laugh.

"And I quite fancy you." Harry brings my hand to his lips.

I roll my eyes. "Aren't you going to get in trouble for leaving your own party?"

"It's a possibility."

"Yet you left so you could take a walk in the cold with me."

"I did."

"You do realize this isn't going to help your cold either right?" I say when Harry sneezed for about the hundredth time in the past minute.

"So?" Harry's face contorts and he sneezes loudly into his suit sleeve.

"So you're going to get even sicker!"

"Guess it won't matter if I do this then." Harry says slipping off his suit jacket and draping it over my bare shoulders.

Although I don't want jeopardize his health even further I'm not going to argue with him. The sparky dress I am wearing is absolutely beautiful, but doesn't help keep my body warm at all. Especially with the hi-low cut. The sleeves of the jackets are extremely long and I have to bunch them up to my elbows so that I can hold hands with Harry.

We circle the entire park and end up back near the playground. I step off the path and wobble in my sparkly heels on the mulch. Harry chuckles at my never failing clumsiness and holds my arm to steady me. "What are you doing?"