chapter 9: Love

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I walked up the stairs towards Harrys apartment. It was on the sixth floor and the elevator was out of order.

I arrived by his door ans I knocked three times and Harry opened after three seconds.

Had he been waiting for me?

We greeted and sat down in the living room. We small talked a bit and then we turned on the TV.

"A strange girl has been spotted walking into Harry Styles' apartment," the reporter said in an annoying American accent.

"Although Harry is dating supermodel Ingrid Tate, this mysterious girl has been spotted several times walking in and out of mr Styles' apartment. Can it be a little triangle drama going on? You heard it here first! I am Dina Sansberg, thanks for watching."

As she spoke different pap-pic of me walking to the building Harry lived in. I looked terrible at all of them. Fuck.

"Wow." I mumbled and didn't dare to look at Harry.

"I'm sorry," Harry said. "I didn't mean for media to find out about you."

I dared to look at him. He looked sad.

"It's okay. It's not the end of the world." I said comforting.

"You need to be careful what you say in media. If they ever come up to you." he said.

I nodded.

He layed his head on mine and I folded my hands in his. It felt good.

His face slowly got closer to mine and our lips met. He kissed me passionate. His lips was soft and gentle.

Our lips slowly separated and he looked me in the eyes. We smiled.

"I know we haven't known each other for a long time, but you're the first girl that's ever understood me." Harry whispered into my ear.

I smiled and felt happy and safe.

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