Don't || H.S.

Chapter 2 - Awkward Silence and True Feelings

Natasha Collins

It doesn't take a complete genious to ponder over what Harry said last night. It was just part of the song, I knew, but my heart fluttered every time I recalled that very moment. Could this be love I was feeling? Could this be it? Can this fluttery and giterry feeling be love? Am I falling in love with my best friend?

No.

My mind had hated that idea ever since I had pondered about it a long while ago. I hated the fact that I was falling in love with my best friend, and I often deny it. I kept lying to myself all these years, saying over and over again hat I did not love Harry Styles but every time I told myself that, I knew it was a big fat lie. Lie, lie, lie, I knew.

I sighed, before putting my tray on my usual table with Harry and Niall, noticing I was the first one to arrive. It was lunch time, and I was famished - no doubt Niall wasn't.

I kept shaking my head as the idea of me falling in love with Harry kept bouncing around. I can't fall in love with him, and I won't, as long as I keep my priorities straight.

I chewed on my lip as I watched Niall coming in, surprisingly disappointing me, as I had wished that Harry was going to come first. I shook that thought off my head before offering Niall my signature smile, him offering a smile back.

He sat down across from me, setting his lunch tray down. I examined his-as usual-full tray. Niall always eats a lot, surprising me how he keeps his body that fit and sexy even though he eats like a giant. Silence surrounded us, but not the awkward kind. It was the comfortable, calm kind of silence that set in the air before Harry strolled in, carrying his lunch tray.

Harry sat down next to me, making the comfortable silence stop at an abrupt end. Eveeythting started to go slow motion as we awkwardly exchanged glances.

"So.... How's English?" Niall asked Harry, and I kept thanking him inside my head for breaking this God damn awkward silence. Harry snorted, "It was hell, as usual." I bit my lip to keep myself from smiling, but I could no longer hide it. A small smile stretched across my face as I looked over at him. He started at me back, offering me a shy, awkward smile.

It had been like this ever since he had sung that song to me last night. I didn't know why we we're so awkward-we never were until now, that us. I kept eating my food, no longer paying attention on what they we're talking about. I was pondering over my true feelings to comcemtrate on their conversation.

Do I love Harry?

No.

Yes.

I rolled my eyes, finishing my tray before standing up. I was going to leave the guys without saying goodbye until Harry pulled in my arm just as I was taking my first step away from them.

"Going away so soon?" He asked, still holding my arm. "Umm... Yeah." I replied, forcing a smile as he bit his lip. "You think you could spare ten or fifteen miles utes with me, Natasha?" He asked, letting my armgo and rubbing the back of his neck. "I just want to talk to you."

I nodded at this, following him outside the cafeteria. We walked together towards the library, sitting down on the chairs neatly arranged. I bit my lip as an awkward silence surrounded us again.

"About last night..." He began, fiddling with his fingers as he bore his eyes onto mine. "I meant it, Natasha. I meant everything I said-sung rather. I meant it all,"

At his confession, my cheeks blushed, but I still couldn't believe it. Could this be true? Is he really feeling the same way?

Harry blushed, as he neared me and caressed my cheek, whispering, "I love you, Natasha."

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Hi guys! How do you like Harry's confession? Hope you enjoyed the second chapter.

                                -supergirl_angel