unlike her // h.s [Completed]

XXXIV

E.

"Okay, be honest," I start, covering my mouth with the back of my hand so the chewed pizza won't fall out. "Do you like pineapple on pizza?"

Harry places his pizza crust back into the box and wipes his hands on his jeans. He smacks his lips and turns to me. "In my opinion, it's disgusting." He responds. "But, I mean if someone likes it, I'm not gonna bash em' for it."

I nod slowly. "Yeah, I don't really like it. I don't like ham on pizza either. Or mushrooms." I continue on.

"Let me guess, you only like pepperoni?" Harry smiles and nudges me.

"You're a great guesser. Did you guess your way through high school?" I tease and wriggle my eyebrows.

"I left school early." He informs. I pull my legs up onto the couch and sit on them, turning to Harry.

"That explains a lot." I grin. Harry squints at me and pushes me backward lightly with a chuckle.

My phone buzzes a few times which breaks my attention from Harry. I slide my phone from my coffee table and look at my notifications.

'You have 10 Facebook notifications.'

I look through them, finding articles and pictures of Harry and I. My name is plastered all over them. 'Harry's new love interest? Find out who she is!' 'Harry Styles' flavor of the week?' 'Who is Emery Townes?' 'Was Carolina written about Harry's new lover, Emery Townes?'.

I glare at my phone and place it in my lap. "Who was it?" Harry pipes.

I shove my phone into his hands and groan, standing up. I place my hands on my hips. "This is exactly what I didn't want."

Harry's eyes trail across the screen and he looks up at my aggravated eyes. He gently places my phone onto the cushion beside him. He calmly asks, "Then why don't you tell me to leave you alone? To go away?"

I pause and look to him, watching his careful eyes. I hesitate before stating, "Because it's too difficult. It's hard to push you away."

"And..." He murmurs and stands up. He towers in front of me. "Why is that?" He finishes, holding the left side of my face with his hand. "C'mon, admit it. You find me wildly attractive.." He teases slightly. "So, why is it?"

I close my eyes and focus on his touch. I suck in a sharp breath. My eyelids flutter open and I allow myself to bask in his beauty. How the sunlight trickles through the blinds and spreads across his face...

"Because..." I choke out. "Of this." I lean in and press my lips briefly against his. The kiss felt like eternity but it was only a quick peck. Nothing special. No fireworks. No butterflies. Just a kiss.

But once I pull away, he pulls me back to him and kisses me. Long and sweet. And boom. There are the fireworks. There are the butterflies. His lips are gentle against mine. Just two world's colliding into one. Like millions of thoughts and emotions clashing together. The heat from his lips made me feel like I was on fire. His kiss was like it was purposely made to burn me. The heat seeps into my skin, causing me to break apart and catch my breath.

I gently pull back and look at him curiously. I trace his bottom lip with my fingertips. I feel his skin with a wondering touch. I lightly drop my hands to my sides. His hand stays on my cheek.

"Okay." He breathes. "I'll go now."

His hand drops from my face and he swivels around to go to the door until I grab his hand. He cranes his neck to look at me. "Stay. Please."

His face softens and he smiles lightly. "Okay."

"Okay."