Butterflies || [Harry Styles fanfiction]

Fifteen

He looks at me, his lips narrowed in a soft line. I take a deep breathe and turn to walk away. It was a stupid question. I knew he would never answer that. Of course he's in love with her. Well, maybe he's not. I shouldn't care. They're dating. The have this back and forth every week, and I've been told that he always does the same thing. Every single year.

Suddenly I feel his touch. His warm and rough touch, grabbing my wrist. I turn to look at him and he nods towards the door, and then he stops grabbing me. I see as he leaves the hall, and I'm unconsciently following him.

There goes the puppy.

Once we're out, he puts his hands on his pockets and laughs, without looking at me. 

''You know, this is insane.'' He says in a funny tone, but I can sense the bitterly tone trying to keep hidden.

''What do you mean.'' I ask, knowing he needs me to ask. He turns and stares at me.

''This.'' He moves his hands between him and I. ''You and I.''

''There's nothing insane, Harry. Just two people that don't share points of view. That's all. You see things I don't see. I see things you don't s-'' I try to say but he cuts me off.

''What do you see that I don't see?'' He asks with a stupid smirk on his face. Damn it.

''I don't know. You're confusing. This is confusing. At first you hate me. Then you won't stop following me. Then you're nice to me, but the same day you decide to act like a prick. Then you start being nice again, and I open my heart to you. I told you the most important thing in my life. My deepest secret, and you didn't tell me. You left me drunk in your room, and the next day you step into my dorm yelling because you were worried about me. You say you're not dating Maya, but you clearly are. I don't know what I see that you don't see. But I'm sure it's what everyone else sees.'' I say breathless and he nods quietly.

''You scare me.'' He says and I burst into laugher.

''I scare you?'' I scoff.

''Not like that. Back in there you dared to play my game. No one else has ever questioned my love for Maya. And I sound corny as fuck.''

''Remember the rules. You owe me an answer.'' I smile arching a brow and he shakes his head.

''Yes, I know, it's just... Yes I love her. We've been dating for so long now, it's like normal, you know? We're together since I can remember, so I love her.'' He sighs, and it feels like someone stabs me. He loves her yet he goes around kissing random girls.

''You have a weird way to show her how much you can love her.'' I fire back and he nods.

''I know, I'm fucked up. I guess I get tired of her, sometimes.''

''If you're in love with someone, you'll never get tired of that person.'' I wisely say and he stares at me.

''Do you think I don't love her?''

''I don't know, I can't give you my opinion. It's all about feelings. You should know the answer, not me.''

He stays in silence and looks at the ground. I can heard the music inside, yet it's all really calm and silent. He looks up, his hair all over his face. He runs his long fingers through his hair and his eyes meet mine.

''Okay, whatever.'' He sighs. ''I wanted to ask you something.'' He says and I nod, so he can carry on. ''Tomorrow my parents are throwing this party. They do it every year. And I was wondering if you would like to come.'' He says and my lips part. Before I can say anything he speaks again. ''I've invited Niall, and more friends.'' Harry furrows a brow.