I hate/love Harry Styles

20. Trust

A/N: This chapter is dedicated for my best friend, Orsi. Thank you for EVERYTHING. Oh, and Orsi inspired Nicole's character. Their sarcasm are the same :P

Nicole's POV

 Now I'm sitting on the couch, watching some random channel an trying not to think of Harry. It's damn hard, you know, when every second tought of mine is : What is Harry doing now? Is he alright? Why did he kiss me again? Does Harry like me? I mean like like me?....It's driving me crazy! Right now I feel like a pathetic 14 years old teenege girl who saw a hot guy and can't get her out of her head. I rolled my eyes at myself (I know it's really not healthy, but hey..I told you I'm not normal these days) and put my eyes on the TV screen trying REALLY hard to only  hear what are they saying. No success. Damn it! Luckily, my phone buzzed. It'll probably be dead to tell me what a great time he has with my brother.

Watcha doing, babe? Missing me too much? xxx -H

Harry. Well, now it's gonna be impossible to get him out of my head. At least, now I have a reason to think about him. Score!

I tought we've talked about the 'babe' nickname already..Nothing special, watching TV. You? x

Before Harry could reply to my text the doorbell rang. Thinking of who the hell could it be, I went to open the door. Guess who was standing on my doorstep right in front of me. Yepp. Harry. Bingo-bango!

"What are you doing here?" I asked confused, schocked, confused, surprised.

"Well, I knew you were alone all day and I kinda felt bad for you. So what do you say of watching 'Three steps above heaven', eating popcorn and making out on your couch with me?" He asked with a cheeky smile. I didn't know what to do. Laugh, say yes or punch him because of the make out part. Firstly, I just burst out laughing.

"And what is I say no?" I asked teasingly.

"Well, then I will stay here all day in front of your door, shouting out loud untill you let me in" He said smilng proudly by his answer. He's such an idiot. Good idiot. As an answer I opened the door wild open, suggesting to come inside.

"You really let me in?" He asked seeming surprised.

"Well I can't let poor neighbours to hear you shouting. They will get in the hospital" 

"Yeah, you liar. I know you let me in because the 'make out on your couch with me' part. You want it too, really." He said winking.

"Oh yeah you totally caught me" I said sarcastically, punching his arm. 

He put the DVD in while I made the popcorn. We sat down on the couch next to each other. By the time the film started, Harry came extremely close to me. Is he doing this just to fustrate me? Well, he's doing an excellent job. I tried to repress every single urge to kiss him inside me, but he didn't made it too easy. I tried to move away from him but I was already on the edge of the couch. How amazing, just my luck. I glanced at Harry who was looking at the film but there was a stupid victorious smile on his face. Ooooooh how much I hate him. I tried to concentrate to the film which was pretty good actually. It looked that is working untill Harry put his hand slowly on my thigh. I pretended that I didn't notice it. After a minute his hand started to move higher. Just in time, I swept his hand away.

"Harry. I'm trying to watch the film" I said laughing but still annoyed.

"Me too. So please don't interrupt me" He said faking a serious face. My jaw dropped open. He's sooo annoying that it phisically hurts. I shook my head and turned back to the film. Of course, it didn't took Harry too long to make another step. Very slowly he put his arm around my shoulder making me fell on his chest. Even if I wanted to move away, I couldn't. I was trapped by his touch and damn...I liked it. After a minutes, when I already tought that his movements are over, he began to caress my back. Oh no. I don't want to kiss him. I do not. I won't kiss him. I won't kiss him. I won't kiss him. I won't kiss him. I won't kiss him. Damn it!