Stole My heart - Harry Styles Fan fic

Stole My Heart - Harry Styles Fan Fic Part 7

‘Right I will go first’

Louis span the bottle and it landed on Zayn, he spun it again and it landed on Liam. We carried on playing for a while until it came to me and Harry.

‘Go on then, Kiss’

And at this point I was saved by my mum calling me. This was the only time I was thankful for her interrupting me. Before I answered I walked back to my hotel room and sat on the bed. I answered:

‘Hello?’

‘HI! Are you okay?’

‘Yes mum I’m fine’

‘Good. You’re coming home tomorrow aren’t you?’

‘Yeah I should be, why?’

‘I was just wondering’

‘Okay’

‘Have the boys been looking after you?’

‘Yes mum’

‘How’s Harry?’

‘He’s fine Mum’

‘You don’t sound too happy, what’s happened?’

‘Mum! I’m fine, and nothing’s happened’

‘Are you sure?’

‘Yes’

‘So why so glum?’

‘Never mind mother’

‘No tell me’

‘No mum I have to go, I will talk to you soon’

‘Saskia don’t hang up on me!’

‘Bye mum’

I hung up the phone and flopped backwards onto the bed. I layed there for ages thinking about Harry and how amazing my birthday week had been, when suddenly there was a knock on the door. I got up to see who it was. There, stood in the doorway casually feeling up the doorframe (as you do) was Harry.

‘Can I come in?’

‘Of course, I’m not exactly going to say no, I’m not doing much’

‘Hmm’

‘What’s up with you?’

‘Nothing, it’s just you’re going tomorrow’

‘Yes but I’m sure we will see each other again’

‘Ill make sure of it’

‘Me too’

We stood in silence for a few minutes before eventually moving into a long hug.

‘Saskia...’

‘Yes harry’

‘Promise me something’

‘Okay’

‘Don’t forget what I said to you’

‘I won’t, don’t worry’

‘Where does this leave us?’

‘What do you mean?’

‘Well you’re going home, where does that leave us?’

‘Harry you can talk to me whenever you want’

‘Yeah but it’s not the same’

‘And you can see me whenever you want as well’

‘Yes but you’ll carry on as normal and forget all about me and get with boys and live your life’

‘I won’t forget you Harry, but you’ll get with girls and live your life’

‘Yes but remember what I told you’

‘You’ll find somebody’

‘Hmm...’

‘I mean it’

‘But I don’t need to’

‘Why? Don’t you want to find somebody?’

‘No that’s not what I mean’

‘Well what do you mean then?’

‘I don’t need to go and find somebody because I know that there’s only one girl in this entire world I would want to be with and I can’t so it doesn’t matter’

‘Don’t be so hard on yourself. I’m sure you could have her if you wanted to. I mean look at you, you’re lovely, you have amazing hair and you’re just...’

I pulled away from Harry and went and layed on the bed staring at the ceiling.

‘I’m just what?’

‘You’re just...’

‘Just...’

Harry came and layed on his belly next to me. I looked towards him and then back at the ceiling.

‘Don’t worry it doesn’t matter harry’

‘Yes it does matter, it matters a lot’

‘How does it?’

‘The fact we were getting somewhere then’

‘We were?’

‘Yes... so you were saying’

‘You’re just’

‘Hmm proceed’

‘...’

I looked at Harry, he was looking at me intently.

‘You’re just the perfect guy aren’t you? You’re nice, you’re hot, you’re in a band and you’re not like everyone else, you’re just you’

‘You think I’m hot?’

‘I thought we established this in Bristol’

‘Ah well technically no...’

‘Oh shush’

‘Hmm’

I carried on looking at Harry. He was smiling at me, his cute tired smile.

‘This weekend has gone so fast’

‘Hmm...’

‘Not saying much Harry?’

‘Hmm’

‘You’re tired aren’t you?’

‘No, I’m just thinking’

Harry yawned.

‘Okay, if you say so’

‘I’m not tired’

He yawned again.

‘Okay I’m tired’

‘Go to sleep then’

‘No because I’m talking to you’

‘But you’re tired’

‘And you’re going tomorrow, so I don’t care’

‘Just go to sleep Harry’

‘Okay...’

Within 5 minutes Harry was fast asleep next to me. He looked so adorable with his curls falling onto his face. I sat watching him for a while until I finally settled down beside him and fell asleep myself.