Chapter 3
Harry's point of view
I sat on the couch of my flat, pants less of course, watching Grease. It was mine and Cats favorite movie. I smile to myself as I remember the last time we watched it.
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Six and a half months ago
"Hey babe!" I smiled as I called her cell and she picked up on first ring.
"Hey Harry!" she said, her voice still a little strained from work but as always, was glad to hear from me.
"Wanna come to my flat tonight?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows to myself.
"Stop wiggling your eyebrows, Harry Edward Styles. And I would love to." I don't know how she knew I was doing that. She knows me really well I guess.
"Great! See you in five?" I ask excitedly.
"Mmmmkay, baby! Love you, bye." she hung up. I laughed to myself as I got out her favorite chocolates, white chocolate, popcorn and Cherryade.
One last thing. I ran upstairs and changed into a muscle tee and skinny jeans, knowing she would melt at the sight of me.
I looked at the clock. she should be here right about -knock knock knock- now.
I throw open the door and pull her into a hug. She giggles and wraps her arms around me. I lift her feet off the floor, still hugging her and walk her over the couch. I set her down and take her in.
She has her long brown curls with green tips flowing around her. Her blue eyes are sparkling with excitement and she's wearing a crop top and a floral skirt.
I lick my lips. She looks so sexy right now. I just can't help myself. I smirk and crash my lips into hers. I feel her giggle a little more and she wraps her arm around my neck.
When we pull apart, she pulls away and walks up the stairs.
"Be right back, babe!" I smile and get the movie in. By the time I'm done she comes back down in a shirt of mine that's too big for her and fuzzy pajama pants.
I laugh and we sit on the couch, snuggling and watching the movie.
By the time it's over, she fell asleep on my shoulder and I sit there for a while playing with her hair, humming to her.
She smiles in her sleep after mumbling my name. I smile and pick her up bridal style, carrying her to my room.
I lay her down, pull her close to me and drift off to sleep.
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Back to present
I sigh. Why did I ever have to be so damn stupid? We were meant to be and she loved me for me, not because I was a pop star. She knew me so well and she was the best thing that ever happened to me. Now she's gone.
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A/n
Yay! I updated! I know it's sad and I honestly don't know if it will get better /: hmmmm. Anyways, thx do much for ur reads, comments and votes :) don't forget to check out my other fan fics and thx again! Will try to update again soon :D
Kacey 💙
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