Chapter 3

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" I'm sorry I freaked out earlier. I was just...overwhelmed." I stared into his eyes, but he refused to make eye contact with me. "Harry, to be honest, you being in one direction doesn't change the way I think of you. I love you for you." he looked up and he was still shivering. He looked like a sad, abandoned puppy. "can I have some hot chocolate?" he spoke with a dead tone as if I was invisible to him. I felt like someone's just ripped my heart out. "Sure.." I came back upstairs and Harry was writing on my wall. "What are you doing !?" I read the wall and I felt a smile appear on my face. "If your going to be my girlfriend, you need to be strong. If your ever feeling down read this, hopefully it can bring a smile to your face." he wrote over fifty notes on how beautiful I am and how much he loved me. "if you count all the stars in the sky, I'd still love you more." I read aloud as he wrapped his arms around me, "I love y-." "ELIZABETH ANAMAREE DIAZ, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? HAVING BOYS OVER AT 3 IN THE MORNING!?" shit, I woke my mom. "Mrs.Diaz, I'm so sorry. I just wanted to tell your daughter how beautiful she is." Harry looked so innocent I think my mom actually believed him. " OHMYGOD, ARE YOU HARRY STYLES!!! OMG CAN I HAVE A PICTURE?" My mom was screaming and jumping around and ran to get her camera, I was so confused. My mom knew who he was! "I'm kinda popular with the older ladies" Harry smirked then smiled for a picture with my mother. Awkward! "Harry, I love you. Omg, if it doesn't work out with Elizabeth you know where I live."  I stared in shock as my mom said that and walked out the room. "omg, my mom has issues."  I looked up at his green eyes, "I think she's kinda cute."

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