We've met [h.s]

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- Harry -

There she was. Her long, light brown hair. Her beautiful, long legs. Her big, brown eyes. Her glossy, pink lips and her simple, white tank top with her pink short as she always used to wear it.

I knew it immediately when I saw her. So, maybe I didn't know her name, but every day of school, I saw her. Standing in a corner with her friends, eyes always on me. She always made me smile, even though she didn't know it.

She always had this sparkle of sadness in er eyes, although she was always smiling it away.

I let go of her. "We've met." I repeated again, just to know for sure that she heard me. Her lips are slightly parted.

Her lips turn into shy smile. "You thought I didn't see you?" She slowly shook her head. "No."

"But how-" She started again.

"I never forgot you, and I probably never will." I whispered in her ear, before I stood back and winked at her. I turned back to her friend and the boys, who were still talking and taking pictures.

"Hi, I'm Harry," I shortly waved at her. She smiled widely. "I know! I'm Stella!" she squeaked.

"Come on, we should take a group photo!" Niall screamed like an idiot. Liam rolled his eyes, like he always does when Niall is acting like.. Niall. Niall has been my mate almost immediately since the day we've met, I just love him.

I stood next to Niall, who had his arm relaxing on Stella's waist. She had to keep herself from passing out. At the other side of Stella was Liam, then Zayn and then Louis. The other girl was just staring at the wall. What would she be thinking? WAs it me? I hope so to be honest.

"Hey Harry, call Stella's friend." Niall whispered to me. "I don't know her name, do it yourself." I whispered back. "But you where like talking and you-" I cut him off, "Shit Niall, I know."

"Cait? You're coming?" Thankfully Stella squeaked to her.

Cait.

'Cait' snapped out of her thoughts and looked at us. More like, looked at me. She nodded, never leaving my eyes.

"You could stand next to Harry." Liam told her. "Don't tell her what to do." I hissed to him. "Geez, sorry mate." Liam widened his eyes. He obviously didn't see that coming. "No it's fine, I will." She walked towards me as I could feel my cheeks heading up a bit. Shit.

She awkwardly stood next to me. I loosely wrapped my arm around her waist, not holding on too tight.

She smiled slightly, not really excited. I pinched her side, and like I hoped, she smiled, trying not to giggle, just at the moment the camera clicked. She turned her head away so I wouldn't see her flushing. But too bad for her, not for me, I did. I put my fingers under her chin, to make her look up to me. "Don't hide yourself, babe." She flushed even more, making me smirk. "Stop." She whispered and looks away again. She's still smiling slightly. That's when you know you're doing well. "Not until you stop looking away.' She looked up to me, meeting my eyes  I smiled at her. She smiled back.

"Styles, you coming?" I didn't look away from our gaze. "Yeah, be right there."

I kissed her on her cheek. "Don't forget me, please."

She blushed. "Yeah, you're just a member of the most popular boyband, I won't even hear from you or-"

I laughed, "Okay! Fine I get it, but I mean, don't forget ME, Harry, the guy you always looked at in school." I whispered and pressed my lips on her cheek once again.

She stared at me. Her expression unreadable. Finally after what seems an hour, she weakly smiled. "I never did, and I never will."

"Then why aren't you happy?" She looked away again. And again, I lifted her chin to look at me. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"It's not that I won't, it's just that you won't."