Fangirl // Harry Styles

Chapter 8

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Chapter 8 – Harry’s P.O.V.

            Holy actual shit. I do try to kiss girls on the first date; but only if the date goes smooth and the girl is pretty cool. But Valerie… she’s so different and lovable, I can’t stop thinking about her. I liked the way her soft lips moved against mine, and how her fingers laced in my hair. I liked being able to wrap my arms around her petite waist, and how she let me pull her closer. I know I pretty much have this girl under some sort of spell, just because of how much she loves our band. But I don’t want that to be the only reason she likes me. I feel like I might actually be growing feelings for her.

            “Morning, mate. How was that date?” Niall smirked as he walked into the kitchen.

            A small tugged at my lips as I imagined Valerie’s lips on mine again. “Perfect,” I muttered, hoping he didn’t hear.       

            “Aw,” Niall chuckled, pushing my hopes out the window. “It was perfect. That’s a strong word, mate.”

            “A strong word that holds the meaning,” I admitted, squirming in the barstool to get comfortable. Knowing Niall, this conversation was about to get deep, and I needed to be prepared for the questions he had for me.

            “So you think you might actually like this girl?” Niall asked his first question, but I knew a series of others would soon follow.

            I smiled up at him. “Yeah, actually. I think I might.”

            “You’ve known her for two days, mate,” Niall reminded me. “I don’t know your feelings for this girl, but remember… We aren’t here forever. Just two weeks.”

            I sighed, raking a hand through my hair as my smile fell. “Yeah,” I said quietly. “I know.”

            “What are you gonna do then?” he asked, twisting open a water bottle and taking a sip from it. This is why everyone needs a Niall. He helps you think things through before you fall too deep and can’t get out.

            I shrugged. “I mean, I really want to see her again, ya know? She’s so adorable, lad. I swear you’d love her. She’s so cute when she goes on a ramble about just random things. You should see her when she talks about us,” I smiled, picturing Valerie’s gorgeous face in my mind. “I swear, mate. Her smile gets so big and her face just brightens.”

            Niall’s grin stretched as my face flushed in embarrassment. God, I sound like a lovesick puppy. I haven’t been this into a girl for a long while now. One night stands are usually my only luck with love. Every girl just leaves the next day, having the bragging rights of saying they “slept with Harry Styles.” I swear, I despise hearing those words.

            It sickens me.

            Niall’s smile never left his face as he said, “You sound really into this girl.”

            I shrugged, my cheeks still hot from all the information I gave out. “She’s different,” I told him.

            “You sound like you really like this girl, lad. I’d hang out with her as much as possible, and then when the time comes we have to leave… Well, you’ll figure it out. You’re smart, Harry,” Niall said.