flaws // h.s & j.t

three

kiss me // ed sheeran

I texted Harry back. "Not really, until you brought it up! Did you notice how you were extremely nice and not at all creepy? Jade x"

I drove home to do the rest of my homework. My parents were working, and so wouldn't find out that I had left school early, even though I'm sure they wouldn't mind as I was helping a friend in need.

I done my maths homework quickly, because I was quite good at maths. It came quite easily to me, even though I didn't like it but I thought I'd need the subject some day in my life so I kept it up. I checked my phone and saw I had another text from Harry. I read it.

"I'm not normally like this, unless I'm with an extremely pretty girl, so feel lucky :) Can I come to yours please? I need to talk to you. Harry. xx"

I texted him back, telling him that it better be quick because my mum would kill me if she saw me home alone with a boy. I ran upstairs to get ready before Harry came over. I was wearing a pair of black leggings and a Minnie Mouse top.

I sat outside and waited on the front porch until I saw a silver car drive past. I was sure it was Harry's so I walked to the corner of the street and held out my arm to signal him to stop.

He got out of the car. His face had lots of little scratches over it and his eye was bruised, but he still looked really attractive.

"Coming?" Harry asked as he held out a hand for me to latch onto. I simply responded by clutching his hand. We walked back to my house, hand in hand. Harry made me feel so different to anything I've ever felt before. I feel electric with him.

"So.. What is it?" I asked him the minute we walked inside to my house.

"Do you want to go on a date tonight?" He asked me.

"With you?" I sputtered.

"No, with the pied piper of Hamlet." he said, sarcasm was clear in his voice. "Of course me!" He laughed, a smirk appearing on his face that made his dimples appear.

"I never thought you'd be the type who liked Shakespeare! When and where, Styles?" I asked.

"Styles. I like it. Gives me authority," he whispered, as he suddenly lunged over to me, and within seconds his lips were trailing down my neck.

I let out a low gasp as I felt him place feather-light kisses on my neck. "When and where, Harry?" I said, emphasising the Harry.

"We're going to a party. Just out of town at 7pm," he moaned as he left a series of soft, wet kisses down my neck.

I shook out of his grasp as I kissed him between the corner of his mouth and his cheek. "I'm gonna get ready.. Umm.. you can stay here or whatever," I told him.

"Okay. Wear something pretty, with easy access," he purred, winking at me. I shook my head in mock disgust, hoping Harry knew that I wasn't going to have sex with him after the first date. I showered and then dried my hair and picked out a black dress which hugged my curves. As I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Harry on my bed.

"Harry! I could have been naked!" I scolded.

"Wouldn't object to seeing that, to be honest," Harry remarked, as I punched him lightly. "What was that for?" He asked.

"For being you," I laughed. I done my makeup while I thought to myself. I left my hair down in natural waves, which unfortunately I was cursed with wavy, frizzy hair and put on natural makeup.

Harry and I walked downstairs and into the car.

"I don't know if you already know this, but you look fucking stunning," he told me. He sounded sincere.

"Thank you Harry. You look really nice," I breathed. I whipped out my phone and texted my mum, telling her I was with a friend and I didn't know what time I'd be back at, but I wouldn't be too late. I felt Harry's warm hand on my thigh as I texted.

"You okay Haz?" I asked him, warily.

"Just... nervous" Harry told me. "I don't want you talking to any boys, now," Harry said.

I saluted."Same to you, Styles, sorry Harry. I mean like girls, unless you're gay and stuff, like that's fine," I laughed remembering how he made me feel when I called him 'Styles' before.

"You're the only girl for me," Harry muttered under his breath.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing babe," Harry said.

The car stopped, and we walked out.

The party looked really boring. I've never understood what was so intriguing about drinking so much alcohol that you can't remember your first name, but each to their own. Harry, on the other hand was drinking whatever he could get his hands on. An hour had past and Harry was no where to be seen. I was sitting on the settee, with a pink drink in my hands. I was taking small sips as I knew I was going to be the designated driver.

One of Harry's friends, Kevin, I think it was, came up to me and told me to go outside because Harry was doing something that he'll regret in the morning and said "You, being his girlfriend might go easy on him if you saw, instead of hearing through him." I had to explain to Kevin that I wasn't Harry's girlfriend, but I was just a friend. Anyway, I obliged, as I walked outside and I saw Harry kissing a blonde girl against the wall.

"Harry!" I barked.

"Jade, babe! Come join the fun!" Harry slurred.

"No Harry. Give me your keys, we're going home," I snapped. Harry gave me his keys, which surprised me. We left the blonde girl and I hauled Harry into the car.

"Y'know, you remind me a lot of my girlfriend Jade," he said, slurring.

"Jade isn't your girlfriend," I snapped. I didn't know why I was getting annoyed with him. We weren't dating; he was allowed to kiss other girls.

"Is she not? I thought she was. She's so pretty, I thought she would be."

"Well she's not,"

"Are you angry with me? Because of what I've done to Jade?"

"Well," I tried to put this tactfully so he wouldn't realise I had feelings for him "Jade isn't your girlfriend. I'm more upset about what you done to the other girl. If you like Jade, you wouldn't have kissed another girl,"

"Do you think she'll ever be my girlfriend?"

"I think so, but you need to show her that you're really sorry for what happened tonight,"

"Was she there?"

"She's closer than you think. Goodnight Harry," I said as I dropped him at his house. It was a Saturday tomorrow so he could get his car at anytime. The minute I was in my room, I fell asleep, with a smile on my face because Harry Styles just admitted that he liked me.