unknown number || h.s au {slow updates}

eleven.

/winters pov

me: yo, śhïthead. i said 10am, not 10:15 or 11. if you soon don't hurry up i am leaving.

me: tick tock bitçh.

harry: i am literally around the corner, calm yo tits.

me: my tits are calm.

harry: this is the opposite of calm.

"winter mae?" you heard you name being called.

"germain?" you say back.

"who is germain?"

"the guy i'm meeting? you're not germain?" you joke.

"no. are you messing with me?"

"maybe."

"okay then. well did you get coffee?"

"yes because i can actually tell time and was here by 9:55am."

"rude."

"I've been told I can be rude."

"okay, so what did you want to discuss?" harry asked

"you're lying. and why?"

"because i told you, i just wanted someone to know me for me and not as harry styles." he says while whispering his name.

"and i told you, i don't give a damn who you are, and still don't, none of this matters to me. having someone in my life who doesn't trust me with their fame is what i hate, harry." i say back.

"i wasn't going to lie forever, i really meant to tell you about me. but its just i don't know okay, i don't have a reason for my behaviour."

"i can tell."

"so, what's going to happen with what we have going?"

"you mean our friendship?"

"maybe i was hoping for a little something more."

"a relationship?"

"maybe?"

"styles, you asking me to be your girlfriend?"

"um, yes."

"give me a few days to think this all over and ill give you an answer, i'm still kinda angry at you for what you did." i say while standing up.

"where are you going?" harry says while staying up as well.

"i have class in 15."

"well, lets go get you to class."

"i'm fine on my own. thanks though. ill let you know my decision in a few days. bye styles."

"bye winter mae."

and i left him there in the starbucks as i was walking back to school.

i don't know what to do.

my brain says one thing but the rest of my body says something completely different.

do i love him enough to start a relationship with him?

could i even do that?

i don't know what to do.

maybe sammy can help.

me: sammy, i need help.

sammy: with what?

me: harry asked me to be his girlfriend. i told him i would tell him in a few days. what do i do?

sammy: well idk. meet me at the lockers.

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just a little filler.