Delilah | Harry Styles

seven.

"Favorite film?"

"The Way We Were-" I grin as I speak of the film I tend to watch religiously. Harrys brows raise causing me to shrug. "I love Barbra Streisand." I say and take a sip of my drink. "And yours? Whats your favourite film?"

Harry sits back in his chair and crosses over his arms. He looks around the room in thought before looking back at me. "10 Things I hate About You." Harry answers and I smile. "I love Heath Ledger." He winks.

I shake my head with a small laugh. We've been sat here questioning each other for a good half-hour now and i'm still not out of questions for this man.

"Explain love to me." Harry sighs and I look to him in surprise. He's leaning back in his chair and his pale green eyes are set on me.

I smile softly as I fiddle with the hem of my shirt. "But thats not a question."

Harry clears his throat and sits forward so that his arms are resting on the table and he's closer. "You're right, let me rephrase that." He lightly chuckles. "How would you explain love?"

My smile falters as I think about his question. I've never really had the time to think about loving someone. Obviously I love my parents and Kate but thats family love and so when it comes to falling in love, I have absolutely no clue.

I swallow harshly before opening my mouth to speak. "I-I've never really thought about it, never really felt it. I've watched love in the movies and i've seen what it can do to people but I've never experienced it first hand." I pause nervously scratching my hand. "If i'm honest, i'm terrified of the thought of love, which is why I tend to not think about it. Because I think that when you feel that way about someone it just makes them so much harder to loose. And we all know we can't keep who we love forever." I say as I catch his eyes. He looks so concentrated in what i'm saying and its odd to see someone so focused on what I want to say. I laugh, trying to make everything I just said a joke because I truly don't know what i'm talking about. I'm quite literally a girl out of love. "My opinion on love is the shittest opinion on love, there was no point asking me." I chuckle.

"No, actually I get you." He smiles softly. "I get you a little too much if i'm honest."

I raise a brow, hoping he would continue.

"Love to me is nothing as of yet, but i've always had some weird fascination with the idea of it. I've never experienced it in the way I would like too but I love hearing what other people have to say about it. To me, hearing someones true experience of love is much better than watching films or reading books, because its more real and much more relatable. I dunno, but I get you." He smiles.