I Think I'm In Love... With My Music Partner!? (ON HOLD)

Chapter 14: Give Me A Chance! (Part 2)

"Give me a chance Alex, please," he said looking at me dead in the eyes. You know whether someone is serious or not by looking into their eyes, and when I looked in his eyes, he was being serious. 'Wow he actually does care for you Alex.' My inner voice told me, I couldn't do anything else but blush slightly at the thought.

"So does that blush mean yes?" Harry asked while a hopeful smile grew apon his lips. And that's when it hit me! We've only known eachother for about what 2 days?! And he's already went from hate me, to save me, to want me. I don't even know what he means by 'giving him a chance'. So, I decided to ask again."Well, um w-what do you mean by giving you a chance? A chance to do what exactly?" I wasn't necessarily "denying" nor "rejecting" his offer, I just want to know what he wanted a chance for.

Harry stood there silent a few moments searching for the right words or answer to give me, and then he finally said "give me a chance to prove those people wrong. Give me a chance to show you that I can change, and that I'm not what everyone made me sound like. Give me a chance Alex, please. Just give me one chance." Seriously, hearing those words come out of his mouth a second time was even more surprising than the first.

I brought myself back to reality for a second time, and I realized I hadn't answered his question, but I decided to play with Harry for a little (by not answering his question). I looked up at him once again, and noticed his face was still bruised, dried blood was covering his face, and newly fresh blood was threatening to shed. So I used that as my "subject changer."

"Oh my gosh Harry! Your face is still really bad, let's go get you cleaned up." I said trying to sound believable towards the fact that him bruises were the only things I was worried about at the moment. I lightly grabbed ahold of his wrist, and pulled him into his bathroom while grabbintg alcohol and a butt load of "antibiotic" and "antibacterial" medicines to help with the cuts, bruises, and blood.

I had him sit down on his toilet seat cover, as I then started grabbing a few cotton balls and pouring a bit of alcohol on them. Each time I dabbed the cotton on one of his cuts, he would flinch in pain and mumble profanities, and I've got to admit, I felt bad for him and the pain he was in, and yet I was holding back my laughter. It's not that I found any of it funny or anything, it's just that  I've never seen Harry in such a "vulnerable" state, and actually in pain. It was actually on some levels... cute if I'm being totally honest.

"Okay, there I'm done. Are you happy now?" I said/asked whils putting away the tools I had used on Harry's injuries. Harry looked up at me once I put all the supplies back to it's rightful places in the house, but absolutely nothing. So I walked away, leaving him in the bathroom.

When I turned around to see if harry was laying down and was okay, I was stunned to see him standing right behind me and staring down at me like a creep. I also realized how close he was to me, and I quickly snapped myself out an unknown gaze and said 'curiously'.

"Whoa, um, aren't you suppossed to be in bed laying down and resting?" The curiosity shot though me when I saw the bruises still very much visible and Harry not even ackowledging them one bit. "Um, yeah I'm SUPPOSSED to. That's exactly why I'm not doing it. Besides, you still didn't answer my question, and I still nee- want an answer." He said desperately and almost subducally. My eyes widened in surprise because I totally forgot that he DID ask me a question that I purposely forgot to answer, but now I really did forget.

"Well, how about this, you go lay down in your own bed and rest, and THEN I'll answer your question. Deal?" I asked trying to sound professional, but in reality I was still freaked out by how close he was to me. His eyes furrowed a bit, like he was thinking hard about a decision, until his lips started to curve into an evil smirk, and his eyes started to wander throughout my body, making me suddenly feel very self contious about myself again. And without realizing, I opened my mouth to say "oh crap that smirk never leads to anything good." my eyes widened at the sudden bluntness of my sentence, and at Harry's latest move.

Without warning of any kind, he lightly but some what forcefully grabbed a hold of my hips, lifted me to sit on the bathroom sink with my feet dangling off the edge, and he surprisingly replied "you're right babe, nothing GOOD ever happens with this smirk of mine. How 'bout this for a deal. You give your rightful answer, and then I'll go lay down and rest, but until you answer, neither of us will be going anywhere. So how about it Alex?" He said bluntly. He started pressing his body against mine in a weird fashion, which made me have to move back until I almost fell into the sink. A deep chuckle was released from Harry's throat. Then, he locks the door with one of his free hands.

Suddenly, that devilish and evil smirk he had plastered on his face quickly disappeared and changed into an almost desperate frown. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as to why his facial expression changed so quickly and asked "hey, is everything alright? What's wrong?" I then realized that he had put his head in his hands and started shaking it saying "no no no." I cautiously put my hand of his shoulder and started rubbing my hand up and down his back trying to calm him down a little, and it seemed to work a little. He let out a sigh of "relief" and picked his head up to show his worried expression. "N-No, I'm not okay Alex, I need to know that you'll give me a chance to prove I'm not what everyone says I am. But I'm scared that you'll walk away from me... forever."

Whoa, hearing those words were like getting smacked in the face... by a bolder. Scared, Harry Styles... SCARED?! 'Wow, I guess he does care about you, more than we thought'  That stupid voice in my head said. I was ripped out of my thoughts when I felt a desperate pulling of my hands. That's when I realized it was only Harry trying to get a reaction out of me... it worked. 

"P-Please Alex, please answer me. Your silence is making me more scared than what I think I wanna be. The more silence you give me, the more I believe that that's just another 'reassuring' sign that you're going to walk away from me. And I don't want you to leave me, I can't have you leave me, if you leave me, I'll-" all this talk about me leaving him was really starting to get more annoying to me than anything else really, so I did the only thing that I hoped would have shut him up, so mid sentence, I Said.... "Okay Okay, I'll give you a chance. ONE chance." That's when I realized how relieved he looked and how happy and excited he obviously was. He immediately brought both my hands to his chest as he unbelievably said "you'll give me a chance Alex? REALLY!? Thank you soo much Alex, you won't regret it-"

I chuckled lightly before getting my hands to escape his touch. I then let my hands rest on his shoulders before pushing him away from me slightly and jumping off the sink's counter. "Whoa there Styles, don't get to excited, I'm saying I'm giving you a chance to prove those jerks wrong about you and show them that you can be a friend... MY FRIEND. And then, we'll see what happens from there." I said some what teasingly, earing a a more casual and nornal smile frim Harry.

"Eh I guess something's better than nothing. And I'm gonna make the most of that something and get far with it too." He said sending me a playful wink after his last few words. I couldn't help but blush and hear bim chuckle at the same time.

And then I remembered the fact that we are still in the bathroom with the door locked, and I suddenly asked "uhmm, can we get out of the restoom now?" All he did was let out a small chuckle and said "awe what's the matter, Alex don't like being locked in a bathroom with me?" "Um, there's THAT and the fact that we made a deal... if I told you my truthful answer then we could get out and you would go to bed and rest... REMEMBER." I said playfully trying to jog his memory.

Harry stood there a few seconds trying to recall whether or not this deal actually happened. "HARRY!!" I shouted impatiently, snapping him out of his gaze. He "Innocently" looked over at me and and when he saw my serious fscial.exoression, he finally rolled his eyes and said "ugghhh, alright we can leave." And with that he unlocked the door and surprisingly went to bed. He was fast asleep in about 2.5 seconds (note the sarcasm).

As for me, I turned off all the lights and made sure all the doors and windows were locked. And while trying fall asleep on the couch, i thought about the fact that I'm actually giving lf all people... HARRY STYLES a chance to be my friend.