I hate/love Harry Styles

14. Next to Harry again...

Nicole's POV

"Here is your ticket" Dad said, as he gave me the ticket. One weak Hawaii. We were at our terminal. The boys were also here so was Eleanor. Thank God she'll be there. At least, I won't be the only girl there. Now I'm nervous and happy about the trip in the same time. It's crazy. If only I could figure out what I want, how I feel...It would be much easier. I said goodbye to dad and Kevin and they headed back home. Now I am all alone with 4 crazy boy, 1 sweet girl and with a boy who is still a mistery for me.

"Hi babe. Are you ready?" Harry asked me as he placed his hand on my shoulder.

"Uh..don't call me that" I said and swep his hand away from my shoulder.

"Why not?"

"Well, let me see. Beacuse I don't want to and because...I don't want to" I said as I smiled at him sweetly.

"You know I love when you're angry.." He said flirting. I just rolled my eyes and turn away from him. Niall was laughing at us. At least he thinks it's funny.

"Come on guys. Our gate is open" Liam said. 

Our plane was huge. Of course, we had tickets to first class. I started to search where I'll sit. Near the window. Perfect. I quickly sat down. When I saw who's going to seat next to me, I almost fainted. Of course Harry. He had a strange wild smile on his face. Oh, how much I want to punch him right now...

"Hello babe!" He said. Seriously?

"Hello Baby Bear!" I greeted him with a big, fake smile.

"Baby Bear?"

"If you keep calling me 'babe', I'll call you Baby Bear. I think it's quite cute name, isn't it? Oh, my lovely Baby Bear..." I said like silly, annoying barbie girl.

"Okay, okay. I'll stop it" He said, giving up. I chuckled.

"Great" I smiled, beeing proud of myself. We started to take off. After we had gotten permission to put the seatbelts off, I looked around. Eleanor and Louis were sitting behind us, Niall and Liam right in front of us, while Zayn were sitting next to Harry. I sat back down, staring out the window. Without realising it, I sighed pretty loudly. Harry noticed it.

"You really didn't want to come with us, did you?" Harry asked saddly. I didn't want to hurt him. After all, they were always kind and nice to me.

"No, it's not that. I'm happy that I could come, it's just...complicated" I said, looking down.

"You can talk to me anytime if you want" 

"Thanks Harry" I said, smiling at him. That was kind from him.

"No problem." He said. Then he smiled at me with a breathtaking smile. His eyes were wide, flirty. Like he was trying to manipulate me,like he was trying to make me...fall for him. Then he started to lean in. Oh no. No no no no no...

"Stop doing that!" I yelled at him, turning my head away.

"What?" He asked innocently, with a cheeky smile.

"Oh you know exactly. That smile, that face. 'Very smart move'. Now listen to me Harry Edward Styles. Maybe other girls would fall head over heels for your smile, but I won't. " I said seriously looking straight in his eyes. He leaned closer and closer. He was too close, but I didn't turn back. I wanted to clear his head once and for all, so I just kept looking in his eyes seriously.

"How do you know my middle name?" He suddenly asked. I shocked. Wow, I didn't expect this question. His lips were still too close. I could feel his warm breath.

"What?" I asked.

"How do you know my middle name?" He asked again, slowly, like I was dumb.

"Does it relly matter? I've probably read it somewhere" I said simply.