Chances (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 12

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Songs: 

Six Feet Under the Stars by All Time Low

James Dean and Aubrey Hepburn by Sleeping With Sirens

Lego House by Ed Sheeran

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Chapter 12

HARRY’S POV

            I threw my sweatshirt that read ‘Teenage Runaway’ over my white t-shirt. I grabbed my wallet off of the counter near the door and headed to Catherine’s room. Karen was talking on the phone in the hallway. I was hoping to avoid her, but I was caught. She hung up quickly when she spotted me.

            “Oh good, you’re taking her out. Perfect,” she said smiling.

            “Actually, she knows about everything, Karen.”

            “Excuse me?” she said crossing her arms.

            “I told her. I have real feelings for her, and I couldn’t hide it from her anymore.”

            “Fine, but when I tell you to end things with her, you better do it. This is your career on the line here.”

            “You know what, Karen? I can be with who I want to, and that’s her. You don’t get to tell me who to be with and when to stop being with them. That’s up to me. Now, I’m taking her out tonight, and we are going to have a great fucking time. Don’t even try to say any more about this. Don’t you dare say anything to Catherine either,” I snapped at her. Her eyes were wide and she actually looked scared. Good.

            After Karen travelled back into her room down the hall, I knocked softly on Catherine’s door. Her friend Jane opened the door. She smirked at me and let me in.

            “Cat! Prince charming, I mean Harry is here!” she called into the bathroom.

            “Fuck you!” she said as she stepped out of the bathroom. I laughed at her response and the glare that she sent her friend. Her hair was lightly curled and it framed her face perfectly. Her eyes met mine, sending her blushing and smiling.

            She was wearing a white t-shirt for some band I’d never heard of and denim shorts that looked like they had been washed too many times. Small braided bracelets lined her wrists, and her hair fell down her back in soft waves. She said goodbye to her friends and grabbed some money that she wouldn’t need.

            “Hi,” she said smiling and shutting the door to her room.

            “You look gorgeous,” I whispered into her ear, taking her hand in mine.

            “Thanks,” she said blushing and looking at the floor as we walked. I tightened my grip on her hand. For some reason, I was nervous. She looked so beautiful, yet something was different. Maybe it was the fact that I didn’t have to hide anything anymore. I could fully look at her. I could breathe her in like the warm summer air, and that was the best part.

CATHERINE’S POV

            His grip on my hand tightened, and I did the same. He seemed nervous, and I couldn’t imagine why. It wasn’t like this was our first ‘date’. I wasn’t even sure if this was a date since nothing was official yet.