The Probability of Us [Harry Styles]

Chapter 6

We've been stuck in this elevator for over an hour now. It's starting to get extremely cold, I look down at my jacket and fasten the buttons, with my hands wrapped around myself trying to keep warm.

"Here." Harry says, passing me his blazer, revealing the slightly sheer black tshirt he was wearing underneath.

"Are you sure?" I say cautiously

Harry nods, taking another small sip of his water.

I lay all the food I got from Tesco's onto the floor, and tell harry he can have whatever he wants. Harry takes a cola bottle, I do the same.

"My favourite" he smiles, chewing on the sour treat.

"Why is nobody coming to help us?" I say, randomly. Although If I had to be stunk in an elevator, I'm happy it's with Harry.

"it's 5:30 on a Sunday afternoon, whilst the biggest storm in 40 years is happening outside. that's why" Harry says, his tone harsh but he speaks the truth.

"So Tessa, where are you from" Harry asks, redirecting the conversation

"Australia. Sydney to be exact." I say

"I love Sydney! Its just like London, only less people, which means less chance of being noticed which I like" he says, smiling at me.

"What about you, were you born in London?" I'm trying not to make the conversation all about me, but Harry seems very curious.

*Harry's POV*

I'm currently stuck in an elevator with a very beautiful girl, with the prettiest green eyes. I'm trying to think of a way to ask if she is living here in this building. I hope to see her again, outside of an elevator.

"I'm from Cheshire, I live in London now. do you?" I'm trying not to sound to curious, because curiosity can come off kind of creepy sometimes.

"Yeah, just moved last Thursday" She says, I hope she doesn't notice the fact that I am now smiling like an idiot.

For the next hour or so, we find ourself talking about the craziest things, from Sour Cola bottles to Miley Cyrus' latest outfits. Tessa was gorgeous, as well as funny and from the sounds of it, extremely smart. somebody like her probably had a boyfriend. Not that I wanted to be her boyfriend at this point in time, I've only known her for 3 hours! But she was pretty amazing.

"So, One Direction, tell me about that?" she says, sitting cross-legged with her chin resting on her palm.

"Haha" I laugh, "All I can really say is that it's a dream come true, travelling the world with my 4 best mates, singing and just meeting amazing people every day" I say, trying to be honest without coming off conceited.

"Amazing people like myself right" She says obviously making a joke

"Exactly" I say jokingly, although I'm not joking, she was pretty great.

In an attempt to sound funny, I tell her a joke.

As we are laughing at my latest attempt of a joke ( my mushroom joke ) the lights flicker on, and the elevator starts moving normally again.

"Finally!" she says filled with excitement and happiness.

"Yes!" I say, trying not to sound slightly upset at the fact I won't be spending any more time getting to know her.

As the screen dings "floor 9" she steps out of the elevator, as the doors almost close, I put my hands between the door, forcing it to reopen.

"Tessa" I say, almost yelling

She turns around, she looks confused.

"Yes?" she says

"Can we hang out again... tomorrow?" I say, trying to sound confident

"That sounds great... maybe somewhere other than the elevator" she laughs

"Meet you downstairs at 2:00?" I say, my heart beating.

She nods

"cya" I say, as she disappears around the corner