' Harry, i've always loved you. That whole "maneater" thing is just a place for me to hide. With that type of reputation boys don't take advantage of me, i can take advantage of them. I'm hurt ever since what happened with Chris i can't trust ANYONE, but you. You're different and i know it. Harry just tell me one thing? You won't let me go. ' She said kissing my cheek waiting patiently for an answer.
' Rihanna, i've always loved you, and i'll always protect you. I give you my word. I will never let you go. '
I said kissing her forehead and giving her a tight hug.
' Harry I'm scared, i can't just come out saying it was all a scam, because it was. You need to help set myself - '
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I was interrupted by a knocking at the door.
I rolled over off of my bed and landed on the floor.
Face first.
"Who in the hell comes to Harry Styles house this early, it's 2 O'clock." i said muttering under my breath.
I checked myself in the mirror real fast. I looked tired. But i didn't look too bad.
I ran down the stairs and looked through the peephole.
It was...Rihanna.
I opened the door forgetting how i looked.
"Woah styles, looks like you've bee hit by a bus!" she said smiling at the ground.
"I try" i said nervously.
Nervous more embarrassed.
"Kidding, you look cute." she said smiling and helping herself in.
"Um, i'll be right back." i said running up the stairs and taking a quick shower.
While i was in there washing myself and thinking, i came upon the dream i had.
She loves me? they say dreams are just figments of your imagination, but this felt real.
And i think she really meant it, even though she never really told me face to face.
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Rihanna's P.O.V.
As i was waiting for Harry to get ready, i thought about him, us, me.
He's a very charming boy, and i'm glad he said yes to be my date, i was worried shitless he was going to say no.
I started walking around his larg flat, admiring the artwork he bought from me, the pictures of him and the boys on the wall, the pictures of his beautiful family.
I can't do this to him, i thought.
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"I'm ready" his beautiful accent boomed throughout the house.
"Lets go" I said running to the front door.
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Harry's P.O.V;
I slowly followed behind her as she walked out the door.
I hope this lunch date goes well...
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That's Chapter 5! I hope you like it!! I decided to try it the way India writes it, and i like it more! It's more spaced out, obviously!! It kinda leads to other things unexpectedly to me, it's kinda sloppy! sorry!! there will be major editing once the story's over :)
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Maneater // Harry Styles & Rihanna
أدب الهواة'Maneater' [man-eater] noun [C] (WOMAN); An intoxicatingly beautiful, charasmatic, charming woman who puts a spell on you. Her beauty, wit, and charm makes you fall hopelesly in love with her. You would do anything for her. As much as you love her...