FIX ME WITH YOUR LOVE- HARRY STYLES FANFIC.

Keeping Secrets.

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SONG: Secrets- by One Republic

GRETCHEN's POV:

Harry took me in his arms, and pulled me off the girls' room counter top.My mind's racing, my heart's pounding in my chest. Wait a second- I'm . . I'm Harry's girlfriend?! The last two minutes were just me being as gutsy as I possibly can. The kiss, me pouring out all my inner shit.

But, even through my bitching, I ended up being Harry's girlfriend. . . strange as it is, it happened. We'll probably end up keeping us a secret for a little while, until everything gets back into a nice flow. We probably won't even tell the boys or Zoe tonight. This night's been . . too crazy.

We waited behind the girls' bathroom for a moment, just in silence. Waiting for it all to sink in. He took my hand in his, and winked at me. I swear to god those green eyes will absolutely kill you inside. The feeling of his soft, and long fingers caressing mine.- there's no feeling like it. But overall, there's no feeling better than knowing you're Harry Styles' girlfriend.

Officially.

"Hold on." I finally choke, and stop, right as we're about to exit the bathroom. "So, for tonight and maybe tomorrow night- are . . are we a secret?" I looked down.

"Do you want to wait to tell until we're on the road?" he asks me back. "I only want the best for you- If you want to wait to tell, then I'm okay with it. Anything, love. Anything." He just nods, and smiles. I get the feeling that he wants to flaunt me to the world- but with Ashley and Kate literally on the hunt- let's wait.

"Tomorrow. AFTER we stop by my apartment. Is . . Is that okay?" I let my eyes reconnect witht his, and my touch on his hand get a little stronger.

"Of course, love." he smiles, and opens the door, gesturing 'ladies first'. "After you my lady." If there's any guy in this fucked up world who knows how to turn on the charm, it's Harry. No doubt about it.

We start heading towards the concierge desk, where the boys and Zoe are waiting. I limp pathetically over to her. My right knee is swollen- and it REALLY hurts.

Zoe meets me half way, and hands me my crutches. I shake my head.

"Take. Them. Now." Zoe grits through her teeth. "I don't mean to be acting like Winston, or motherly or something . . but you're having so much trouble walking right now. It's not safe." she gushes, and pouts.

"Fine." I say, placing my arms through the Loftstrand-Crutch arm-cuffs, and taking a hop or two forward. "I'm actually fine though."

"Yeaah- you look it." Liam says sarcastically. I shoot him a glare. "Nevermind." he adds.