The Wishing Wine [Harry Styles Fanfic]

Chapter 9 Your Wrong About Me

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And 15 VOTES FOR NEXT CHAPTER WHICH IS ALREADY DONE.

Recap:

"I've always swore that I'd tell you this if I ever met you.. " I trail off.

"Tell me what?"

"Tell you that your freaking hot! Your totally gorgeous and you don't even realize it. your such a sweetheart. Your caring and that's why fans love you, not just cause your a cute cupcake. Your voice is deep and.. BRITISH your accent is freaking sexy And your eyes are green emeralds. You have no idea how hansome you are with your chestnut brown curls.. you just don't get it. You don't get how perfect you are. Your personality is great and so down to earth and that's why millions of girls fuckin love you! You are so frustrating to even look at cause once I look at you I can't take my eyes off you. You have this vibe that makes us love you and Im telling you the truth because I'm a fan. A fan of all you boys, but especially you! And I have been thanking god all day because I have met you. You are the person I've been dying to meet. I've always wanted to meet you cause you seem like a great guy and so far you are. And not to mention your my celebrity crush but wow I have such an amazing feeling when im around you. Your that kind and great that I am actually happy for once. I wish every girl on earth including myself had there own "Harry" you look so kissable and delicate I cant even... Harry the list goes on" I said in one breath to Harry Styles.

I think I've just told him what millions of girls want him to know.

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I watch him blush and his facial features change to one full of emotion. No not love. Just like happiness and surprise.

He inched closer to me and snuck his arms around my waist letting is arms rest on my hips. My breathe hitched. What's he doing? He moved his big hands to the small of my back and pulled me closer to his chest. Which was bare because he'd taken off his button up shirt full of alcohol. My eyes met his before they closed and he placed his famous lips on mine. Them being soft and plump, moving against mine as I immediately kiss back and place my arms around his neck, feeling his soft curly locks of hair, my heart beating a thousand times a second, And my stomache twisting In a good way. He pushes me against the bathroom door and a moan slipped out of my mouth because of his body pressed against mine, and I pull him closer to me as we continue to kiss not even catching our breathe. I've always sat at home and imagined what it would be like to kiss Harry Styles, but now that we are kissing I come to realize that my imagination was no where near as good as the real thing. It's magical. So fairytale like. Everything I told him was true, I really believed that he's a great guy and all girls deserve someone like him including myself, not to mention he's a great kisser..

Such a sweet kiss. Sweet and for me, very innocent. It Is sweet and almost.. needed. Like he needed it. I wasn't ready to depart my lips from his but I needed air.

I reluctantly but slowly stop kissing him and gasp catching my breathe. He looked at me and turned red.

I was going to move but I was against the door trapped by his arms on either side of me. I noticed he was catching his breathe as well, I couldn't help but look down and blush.

He lifted my chin up making me look at him, he licked his lips before attacking me in another kiss surprising me, a kiss that felt needed once again. With Lust. And Want. His lips were molded with mine and they felt so strong and manly. I let my hands feel him up. His abs and his biceps, vey muscular and his broad shoulders, were strong and sexy.

He pulled his lips away from mine after a while and rested his forehead against mine, his curls tickling me. He placed a hand on my left cheek and kissed my other cheek causing it to sting.

"Thank you love" he whispered gratefully

I gave him a confused look,"for what.. letting you kiss me.. or..?"

He chuckled lightly"Did you not like the kiss sweetheart?" he raised an eyebrow.

I look down,"yes.. I mean no, uhh I mean I-I did like it" I feel my cheeks burn.

"I know you did. I just wanted to hear you say it" he smirked,"And I'm thanking you for what you said. I didn't realize so many directioners feel like that. I would always focus on the hate instead of all the good but I have my reasons to pay attention to the bad.

Your wrong about me Stella" he looks away and puts his arms down. Him no longer trapping me against the door. I step away from the door incase someone wants to come in to use the bathroom.

"I'm not such a great guy like you think I am" he adds before grabbing his damp shirt off the counter and literally throws it in the garbage before he opens the door And leaves me alone with my thoughts. He looked pretty upset when he walked out..

Did I do something wrong?

How could the best moment ever, end with him being upset?

□■□■□■□Harry's POV□■□■□■□■□■□

I felt bad for just leaving Stella like that after kissing her.

When she told me those things I got caught up in the moment and I just had to kiss her sweet innocent lips. I had an urge to. I may be attractive on the outside like she says but.. I'm not good in the inside.

I had to thank her though... everyone thinks so highly of me and I focus the bad.

I focus on the bad because it's true. I am just a rotten popstar.

She believes I'm such a good guy but she is terribly wrong. All the directioners are wrong. They think I'm such a perfect popstar with no flaws or mistakes.

But that's all I am. A mistake. I shouldn't be the way I am. I just take advantage of people. I'm selfish. And I can't change.

I don't want to change my ways.

Stella just made me realize that everyone likes me for the person they think I am, the innocent Harry.

Little do they know I'm the devil.

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So what you think? I know its short but I have a headache and thinking of what to write is literally hurting me. My head hurts so bad

you know how that feels right?

Have any questions? comment.

And yeah Harry isn't a goodboy after all... but why?

I bet Stella enjoyed that kiss. especially since she's a directioner!

Imagine if that was you... go ahead imagine Harry kissing you.

Alright well I'll try making the next chapter longer ok? I like long chapters anyways, I just can't write anymore right now.

bye lovelys!

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