The Love Bet || Harry Styles

8

I woke up to my phone blaring my ringtone.

"Hello?" I groan into the phone.

"Blaze. Meet me at the park in thirty." The voice tells me. I didn't read the caller ID because it was too bright.

"No." I respond, still half asleep.

"It wasn't a question." He tells me. I think it was Harry.

He hangs up and I roll back over to go to sleep. But I couldn't.

I decide to meet Harry at the park.

I throw on some clothes and slip on my shoes. I put my hair in a messy bun and start driving to the park.

I really dreaded to seem him at the moment but oh well. We need to talk this through.

I walk up to Harry as he watches me walk to him, swinging.

"I'm really sorry for last night," He begins. "I didn't know what I was thinking."

"It's fine." I huff.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, it doesn't even matter." I tell him.

He nods and we both quit speaking. We swung for a while until a drop hit me.

"Did you feel that?" I ask Harry.

"What?" He asks, furrowing his eyebrows.

Then all of a sudden, it started pouring down rain.

"Ah!" I screamed and started running.

Harry linked his arm with mine and we both ran to my car, screaming and laughing.

"I walked here, mind driving me home?" He asks as we get to my car.

"Sure, get it." I tell him.

I run to the drivers side and slide in.

"Ugh now my car is gonna be all wet." I groan.

"You're such a winer." Harry tells me, chuckling.

I start driving to his house.

"Wait, why don't we go see a movie?" He suggests.

"Good idea." I agree.

"Let me drive." He demands.

"Okay." I say, not really wanting to argue.

We switch seats and Harry starts to drive to the theatre.

We arrive and we get out the car.

Harry grabs my hand and walks with me to the ticket booth.

"So, what movie?" He asks.

"It doesn't matter." I say.

He nods and tells the lady a movie.

"Is that scary?" I ask.

"Yep."

"Harry! No!" I scream softly.

"I'll be right by you." He whispers, laughing.

I've never actually seen a scary movie in the movie theatre before. So this should be fun.

The lady hands us our tickets and we walk in to get popcorn and drinks.

Harry gets the popcorn and drinks as I stand in line next to him. We make our way to the room. We walk in and it's crowded. Great. Now my screaming is going to have to be silent.

Harry picks the very back row to sit. I sit down next to him and get comfortable.

The movie begins and I turn to Harry.

"It'll be alright." He whispers.

I laugh at how childish I'm acting. How is he even handling me?

Half way through the movie, I already hid in Harry's lap about 4 times. The jump scares were really scary to me. But luckily, I didn't scream yet.

When the movie ended, I was in Harry's shoulder.

"You're such a baby." He laughs.

"Thanks." I say sarcastically. "It was really scary."

"I'm sorry." He says, grabbing my hand.

We walk out of the theatre to see that's it's not raining anymore.

"Do you wanna go home or still do something?"

"I'm pretty tired, so I was planning on taking a nap." I answer.

"Okay." He says.

We get in my car, him driving and me in the passengers seat. He drives himself home and I get in the drivers seat to drive myself home.