I'm Not Sure of My Feelings For You (Harry Styles and Camila Cabello story)

Chapter 12 Change is Good...Right?

  "Welcome to Deb, how may I help you?" A blonde worker asks me.

  "Yes do you have a cute yet edgy outfit?"

I realized last night that I'm tired of the old me and I want to try something else. She leads me to a mannequin wearing a cute outfit.

  "Ok this outfit right here is adorable, with a hint of rocker edge in it. It is quite popular, I bought it myself." She give me a smile.

She looks like a Barbie doll, in a nice way, I guess.

  "I'll go try it on." She leads me to a dressing room.

When I put the outfit on I feel more confident in myself, actually more than I have ever been. I decide to buy the outfit along with four others.

I thank the cashier and walk out the door.

As I'm walking through the mall, my heart drops. Infront of me is Harry and Rebecca. I hide so that they aren't able to spot me. I carefully listen to their conversation.

     Harry: "Rebecca c'mon, hurry up!"    

    Rebecca: "I'm coming, God! Calm the hell down! What's up with you today?"

     Harry: "Nothing! Drop it!"

  Rebecca: "It's that bitch isn't it? I told you she doesn't want you. I do."

 

She grabs his arm and smiles at him. All I want to do is rip her hair out, but all I can do is roll my eyes.

Wait! What girl? My head is spinning, what girl is she talking about? Me? No why would Harry be thinking about me? He made it clear that he doesn't want anything to do with me.

I look back at the two of them, Harry looks uncomfortable.

Maybe if I walk by pretending not to notice them it will show Harry that his words don't have an affect on me. "But they do." Stupid conscience!

I walk past them at a medium pace, careful not to make eye contact with either of them. I add a sway to my hips. I'm so strange, i brush the negative comment off that I just gave myself.

  "Hey Cam!" Rebecca is calling my name and it sounds like venom coming off her lips.

I walk faster to get to the car I rented.

When I get home it's 5'o clock. I decide to change into my new outfit. I put it on and do my makeup. I lock the apartment and head out the door.

(Listen to Half a Heart by One Direction <3)

                Harry's P.O.V:

After I dropped Rebecca off at her house I drove to my dads place.

I'm on the couch right now with everything on my mind. I was so harsh to Cam. I actually fucking like her, I've never actually had "feelings" for a girl, I just had flings with chicks. I'm not what people call "boyfriend material" or whatever type of shit they say.

Seeing Cam cry breaks something inside me, especially yesterday when I was the cause of her tears.

Cam doesn't actually like me, I didn't mean to kiss her ( I wanted to so I did). The urge to feel her lips on mine was so powerful I had to give in.

When I said "I don't want to be friends" I really wanted to say "I want to be more than friends." but did I say that? NO! I'm such a dickhead! Maybe she wanted to kiss you, but being a fucking stupidass I left!