Behind The Album - Harry Styles Series

Rom-Coms & Stolen Kisses - Part 2

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It was a few days after Harry had told himself he was finally going to ask you out. He had to do that, actually, but anytime he was around you he was nervous. He'd drop things and trip a little and his face would flush whenever he talked with you. One day you were filming a bit of the interview section and he kept awkwardly answering the questions and staring at you.

You had noticed that he was acting strange around you and you wondered if knew that you were having feelings for him. You tried not to be obvious, but there were times you were catching glimpses at him especially since he liked to walk around the house shirtless. One morning you couldn't sleep, so you decided to get up and go for a run on the beach.

You weren't much a runner, but every now and then you just had the urge to get a run in. You changed into some running shorts and a tank top before slipping your running shoes on your feet. You threw your hair up in a ponytail before grabbing your iPod and earphones. You grabbed some water in the kitchen before sliding open the door and headed to the private beach adjacent to the house.

After warming up a bit and doing some light stretching, you started with a slow jog down the shore before breaking into a run. After a good ten minutes or so, you felt as if someone was following you. You slowed your pace a bit and tried to peek behind you without whoever it was noticing.

When you got a peek, you realized it was Harry and that got your heart racing even more than the running had been. He caught your gaze and waved to you before speeding up to where he was next to you.

"Hey, I thought it was you," he smiled.

You laughed. "Well, I'm glad it was you behind me and not some random person."

"I didn't know you liked to get up early," he said.

"I don't usually, but sometimes I can't sleep, so instead of fighting it, I just get up and go on with my day," you said.

He nodded and you both started slowing down to a walk. You put your hands on your hips as you walked side by side with him down the beach.

"So, why Jamaica?" you asked. "There are so many other places to go, why did you choose here?"

"Honestly, I don't know," he laughed. "When I decided on making this album, I knew I wanted to get away from all the shit that could distract me. I didn't want to be in LA or London. I wanted to come somewhere I could relax and just write and record."

"Well, it's definitely a beautiful place," you said.

"Yeah," he nodded looking at you.

You smiled over at him and he quickly turned away.

"Uh, do you want to maybe go get breakfast somewhere?" You asked. "Or should we see if the rest of the house is up?"

"Trust me, they're not," he laughed. "I'd love to go."

There was a little food stand nearby, so you both made your way over to it. You both ordered a smoothie and some other things before sitting down at a table nearby.

"I'll pay you back when we get to the house," you said. "I can't believe I mentioned breakfast and didn't even bring money," you laughed.

"No, it's okay," he smiled. "Don't worry about it."

"You sure?" you asked.

"Yeah, it's fine," he laughed.

"Well, then next time it's on me then," you said.