Wrong (Harry Styles/Marcel)

Chapter 3

Danielle's POV

Wh....who.....who are you?"

"What are you doing here? and how do you know my name?"

Every time his words repeat in my head its like if my heart breaks in small little pieces over and over again.

I ran away as fast as I could, I'm not really sure why. I guess I don't want him to see me crying. After all its all my fault.

He doesn't remember me and its my fault, I rejected him, I bullied him and hurt him just to be popular enough. Im so stupid and I regret it each day of my life I know I sound ridiculous and that he's a nerd and everything but I used to be like him and he was my only friend the only one I trusted and the only one that was always there for me, I even had a crush on him, I used to think we were kind of meant to be. And now wether he hates me and pretends he doesn't knows me or wether he did forgot me and moved on, and its my fault...

Its my fault

Its my fault

Its my fault

I kept repeating. Im so pathetic.

I heard some steps and a thick, british and slow voice asked me if I was okey, it took me about one minute to realize it was Harry.

"Are you okay?" He repeated getting closer to me in an attempt to hold me in his arms. Thats when I realize I was crying.

"What are you doing here get away from me"

"What the.... I mean sorry" he said trying to hold his anger.

"Do you wanna talk about it" he asked.

"No" I simply reply.

"Live me alone" I snap at him, and he looked at me with confused eyes. They even seem... Hurt?

"Look Danielle, I don't know what I did to you, or why are you like this to me but I'm sorry okey? I never meant to offend you."

With these words he stands up and starts walking...

"Harry" I said loud enough for him to listen.

"Yes"

"Don't leave" I didn't know what I was doing but I don't care I always overthink each thing and maybe that's why I always take the wrong decision.

"Okey" he simply said and sat next to me holding me tight in an embrace.

I buried my face on his neck while I cried, we stayed like that for about a half an hour and for the first time I felt safe and I think I'm starting to have feelings for him, but I can't he's a bully, and I have feelings for... Marcel? Well I guess if not I wouldn't be crying and making all this drama for him at first.

But he hates you my subconscious reminded me and tears fall from my eyes again.

"Wanna talk about it" Harry offered again pulling off from the embrace slowly and gently.

I shake my head no.

He sigh.

"Wanna go somewhere so maybe you can forget about it?" He offered.

"It depends"

"On what?" He asked with a grin on his face.

"Where are we going?" I asked wiping my tears and replacing them with a smile after looking at his happy and eager face.

"My band is gonna play at Skystars cafe in about an hour if you want to come with me..."

"Harry" I interrupt him.