Harry Styles Imagines

(3) - look what you made me do

look what you made me do part 3

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With a crying Taylor holding my hand, I walked down from the big stage, to be greeted with people with big smiles on their faces.

One Direction stood up and walked towards me.

Me.

"You were great.", smiled Louis Tomlinson.

"I didn't expect it to be the real reason of the song. I'm really sorry to hear what happened. It shouldn't have happened to you. Nor to anyone else.", Liam Payne smiled sadly.

"It must have been hard to talk about it on the stage. I'm sorry that you had to do that.", said Harry looking at me with big sad eyes.

"It's okay, it's not your fault.", I reassured him.

"Harry cried like a baby.", Niall laughed.

"It's not funny. Neil.", told him Louis smirking.
"Hey!"
"Alright, alright. Stop fighting. None of this is funny.", Liam stopped them.

"I-I'm going to the bathroom. ", I smiled shakily to all of them.
"Yeah.", Taylor took my hand in hers.
"Tay, please don't be mad. I'd like to be alone. Not for long. I promise."
"Oh, yeah, It's okay I understand. It was already too much on the stage. Go have a break.", she smiled and pulled me into a warm hug.

"Thank you."

I started to look for the bathroom to fresh up.
I heard footsteps walking behind me.
I was startled by the sudden noise, therefore, my legs started to walk as fast as I could, not trying to look dumb at the same time.
I had my reasons though.

"Olivia!", a familiar voice called my name.
It was Harry.

I turned around to face him.

"Your face is pale and you were running, what happened?","Is it something Niall said? Because I swear he'll-"

"No, no, no. It's not Niall", I laughed slightly.
"It's just all of this. It got me, uh, - I feel really bad. I-I actually had no idea that I had to stand in front of thousands of people and talk about the worst experience of my life.
I felt like I suddenly couldn't breath; just like when it happened.
If they had informed me three days before the show, I could've prepared myself for it. Right now I feel- I don't know what I feel."

After a little, we found each other sitting on the floor with our backs on the wall, staring at each other.

"It's not your fault. Believe me. If anyone should be blamed for all of this, is the dick that did that to you. What kind of man is he? Hurting a woman like that. He obviously had no idea on how to treat a lady right.", Harry commented shaking his head.

"Niall was right though.","I cried like a baby. I don't regret it actually. Not even one bit. It was just really touching.", Harry smiled a little, our shoulders now touching.

"I love that you were so strong to say yes and talk about the thing you despise the most.", he looked at the wall in front of us. His dimples deep while he smiled.

"You are brave", he smiled, finally looking at me.
I smiled weakly and turned my head to stare at the wall in front of us.

"I don't know how you can actually call me brave. I'm here crying with you... I don't deserve to be called brave.","Useless, dumb. Probably."

"Stop. Don't you dare to call yourself-"

"Harry you don't know me, okay? You have no idea what I've been through. I have every right to be called dumb. I deserve it.", I grew irritated.

"Yeah, I probably don't know you. But- but. Ah, I don't know. ", he stopped and took a deep breath.

"You're right Olivia. I don't know you. But, there's something in you, I can't seem to forget. Is it maybe the way you smiled this afternoon, or is it the way you walked with that heavy dress of yours. I'm attracted to you, Olivia. I don't- I... Ah, it has never happened before.", he placed his hands on his head.

"Harry-"

"Tell me about yourself."

So I started talking. So he talked. So we talked about our lives.
Our experiences.

The fact that he can't wait to be back on the stage with One Direction.
The fact that I like to fangirl on One Direction. Or the way he loves his family so much.

All about us.

"I learned something from you.", he smiled looking at me.

He took my hand in his.

"Spill it out.", I exclaimed, he laughed loudly throwing his head back.

"I- well. Uh. To never give up on yourself. To at least try to do the things you've never been truly ready for...
I fell for you Olivia Madden.", he smiled playing with my fingers.

"I learned something from you too Harold. ", he laughed at his nickname.
"To treat people with kindness. To be yourself no matter what people think of you."

"Guess what. I fell for you too Harry Styles. Don't break my heart, you don't want to see what I'm capable of."

"I don't plan on it.", he cupped my cheeks with his warm and soft hands and kissed me.

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Published the 13th of January 2018.
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