A Directioner's Dream - (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Another Late Night Talk

Chapter 10:

***Harry's POV***

Sandra Evans is the girl I had a thing with last year. But she didn't compare to Lauren in any way. Today Sandra was all over me and just as I was about to tell her to go away, Lauren walked in. Now Lauren thinks I was enjoying Sandra's company, but I wasn't. Why would I ever, ever try to hurt Lauren? I know I've only known her for like 2 days… but she's my world. I really like her. I can't believe I messed up.

My performance tonight was awful. I was thinking about Lauren the whole time. I really thought she was gonna leave during the concert, thank goodness she didn't. I saw her a couple times, and smiled, she didn't smile back.

When we got back to the hotel, Niall came to my room and told me he saw her crying. What? I didn't know she cried. I knew she was hurt, but… I had no idea I made her cry. I have to talk to her now.

***Lauren's POV***

I open my door, it was Harry. Crap. I didn't want to talk, and I had no makeup on and just shorts and a tank top. I was insecure about these things, ya know.

"What?" I said in a harsh tone.

Harry invited himself in, and sat on my bed. I'm mad at him, shouldn't he ask before he comes in?

"I think we need to have another late night talk." He half smiles.

"K, talk." I say in a flat voice.

"I'm sorry. Whenever I saw the hurt in your eyes, I wanted to grab you and kiss you, but you stormed out so fast that I couldn't! Sandra was trying to kiss me, but I stopped her and told her I had a girlfriend. She kept going on and on, and you walked in right before I was about to push her off. I know, it may have looked like I was into her, but baby… I'm not. The only girl I like is you! Can't you see that?" Harry said grabbing my hands. He was talking in a loud voice.

I looked down and kept quiet.

"Lauren Jane Ford, I love you. I have since I first saw you, its cheesy… but true. Even though it's been two days it feels like a lifetime. I don't ever wanna see you hurt. I didn't mean for that to happen. I know I'm a flirt, but I'll quit for you. You're the only girl I ever wanna flirt with again." Harry said grabbing my chin and turning me towards him.

I stay quiet and just look into his eyes.

"How can I believe you?" I finally say.

"I'll prove it. Let me take you on dates, let me watch movies with you, let me kiss you."

"You hurt me. I wouldn't have been so upset, but it looked like you liked Sandra. I guess I'm just a bit jealous, but it still hurt. I still like you Harry, but I don't know if we should date just yet…" I say uneasy.

"Well…about that… Um, now that we went public and everyone knows… we can't break up. It will be bad for the band reputation, and you…" Harry bites his lip.

"HARRY! I didn't know that!" I slap him lightly in the stomach. I didn't think Tim was serious when he said we couldn't break up… guess not.

"Sorry… I guess we could just pretend like we're dating, if you don't really want to." Harry says looking away from me.

"No… We will. I would rather it be real than all a lie." I confess. I do want to date Harry, I'm just scared.

"Let's have our first date then." He says smiling.

"What are we gonna do at 11 at night?"

"The Last Song." Harry smiled, I once told him it was my favorite movie.

We rented the movie and got some popcorn. We laid on the couch together and about 45 minutes later, I passed out in Harry's arms.