Falling For The Curls

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Harry's POV

Why did I say that?

I always knew when I meet the one I'd know.

Rosie is the one.

Rosie's POV

I was consumed with utter shock.

Too much was happening.

Jake was slowly approaching and the Paparazzi had caught everything.

Taking Harry's hand, I bolted in the direction of the university.

Glancing back, I noticed Jake was chasing after us and I tried to make my legs move as fast as possible.

Inevitably, I would have to face him but I was trying to postpone it as long as possible.

Gasping for breath, I fumbled with my keys, trying to find the right one.

I opened unlocked the door and slammed it shut before Harry could have a chance to get through it.

He said I Love You.

What the hell?

Harry's POV

Remorseful, I tramped over to my door and unlocked it.

Running my hands through my hair, I wanted to just scream.

My frustration and regret was uncontrollable.

I began pounding the wall with my fist.

She's going to hate me.. I just knew it.

Rosie's POV

As soon as I had slammed the door, Sam dashed over to me.

It was a common sign of anger.

"What's up?" She asked concernedly.

"It- it's noth- ing." I stammered, tears threatening to spill.

"Cos' I'm definitely going to believe that."

I was debating if to tell her or not. She would probably think I was so pathetic.

"Okay.. Well er. I went to Nando's with Harry and well whilst I was there Charlotte sent me a text saying Jake was going to come ask me out and she told him I was at Nando's. You know what he's like. So me and Harry came up with the idea that we would pretend to be going out just when Jake arrived. Okay so Jake came to Nando's and me and Harry kissed. Then when we left there was Paparazzi and Jake was nearby so he kissed me again and then.. Then he said he loved me."

By her face expression she seemed perplexed, disgusted and unsure.

"Right so what did you say?"

"Nothing."

That's when the tears began to flood down my face.

"Why are you crying?"

"I- don't want to be pushed away again."

She placed her hand on the small of my back and made circles with her fingers, comfortingly.

"Do you like him?"

That was just the ultimate question for me.

Undeniably, there was something I felt when I kissed him.

He's Harry Styles.

I tried to get that into my head.

How can this happen in the space of two days? I ask myself.

"I- I guess I do. How can I stop liking him?"

Sam was dumbfounded, it was only this morning that I was insulting Harry.

"Well I always say if you meet the one, you know." Sam smiled and then added "but you definitely need to talk to him."

Nodding, I wiped my tears away and opened the door.

This was the worst moment this could of happened.

Jake was standing in front of me, looking more angry then ever.