One in a Million

Chapter 7

"So Harry, what's it like having all of this chaos?" Adam asks as we push our way through the crowd of paparazzi. I huff and roll my eyes.

"I'm sorry." Harry groans once we are inside the restaurant.

"Don't he ridiculous, Harry. It's not your fault." My mother grins.

We're seated and the waitress takes our drink order. I feel the tension between my step-father and Harry. If this is what it's like meeting Adam, I don't want to know what it's like meeting my real father.

As if on cue, in walks my father. Why the hell is he here? I shoot my glare to my mother.

"Well, I wanted him to meet Harry." She gives me a devious smile. I exchange looks with Alyssa and Harry.

"Hello Chad. Nice to see you again." My mother puts on the biggest fake smile. Brenda. Oh no.

"Oh my God! Paisley! It's Harry!" I roll my eyes at her obvious statement.

"Harry, this is my father. Chad. Dad, this is Harry Styles. Brenda, Harry. Harry, Brenda." I point to my step-mother and my father.

Harry nods, getting more and more nervous.

"Let's get straight to the point. What exactly are your intentions?" I spit out my water.

"Dad! We're only friends, well as of now. We've been on one date." I finally let out my frustration.

"You guys always have to ruin any kind of relationship I have with someone before it can really even begin. You practically forced me to bring Harry down here and now you're interrogating him! You're not ruining this for me! You know how I've always felt about him and I'm not about to let you all ruin what I've been waiting, hoping and praying for! So, please, back the fuck off!" I stand from the table and run to the restroom.

I grip the sides of the sink and let a few tears fall. "Paisley?" A deep, husky voice speaks from behind me.

"Harry, this is the women's bathroom." I let out a small chuckle. He grins and grips my wrist.

"They wouldn't ruin anything." He says quietly. I look up at him when his fingers find their way under my chin.

I don't know why I reacted that way. It was uncalled for and not appropriate. But, I don't want then to run off someone I care deeply for.

"I know. It's just, I know I'm falling harder, and much faster for you than I should be." I admit, turning away from him.

He let's out a low chuckle. "Trust me, I'm falling a little rapidly too. Why do you think I agreed to come with you on this trip?"

Harry's right. I shouldn't be so worried about my feelings. I stroll closer to him and grab the collar of his shirt. I pull him in. The moment my lips capture his, a warm and erratic feeling spreads throughout my entire being.

Unfortunately, our blissful moment is cut short when Alyssa comes into the restroom. She stumbles in and stops. "Am I- Harry, you idiot. This is women's restroom." Alyssa grins and raises an eyebrow.

"Would you rather me be kissing a man in the men's room?" He jokes. She smiles and shakes her head.

"I assume not. But, you two have been gone for a while and Chad is getting angry." She rolls her eyes. I imitate her action. My dad's such an asshole.

Harry nods and brushes past Alyssa. As soon as Harry walks out of the restroom Alyssa shuffles in front of me, gripping my shoulders. "You're falling for him awfully quickly."

"No I'm not! We're friends." I tell her. She lets out an exasperated laugh. She throws her head back and grips her stomach.

"Yeah, friends who make out and have awkward conversations about sex to each other's parents. Oh, and there's also the fact that you're in love with him!" She practically screamed. I put my hand over her mouth.

"I'm not in love with anyone. Maybe I sort of like him. He cares for me, but most definitely not in that way." I feel a small pain in my chest as I speak the last sentence, knowing its true. I know we've kissed, but I don't think it means the same to him as it does to me.

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"Goodnight Mom!" I call from the bottom of the stairs. I walk back into the sitting room to find Alyssa making up her sleeping area on the futon. "Are you sure you want to sleep out here?" I ask her with a small smile. She nods and sends me a wink. I roll my eyes and walk back into my bedroom, finding Harry sitting on the edge of my bed. He was staring at my closet door.

"Do you really want to see what's in there?" I grin. He shakes his head vigorously. I sigh and walk across the room to open my closet doors. I take a deep breath and swing them open. I turn to face Harry, seeing he has a smirk plastered on his lips. The entire closet door is covered in posters and collages.

"Adorable." Harry smiles, amusement gleaming in his gorgeous green eyes. He takes two steps towards me and I take three steps back. My back collides with the wall. Shit. Harry smirks and continues walking until hes only centimeters away from my face. He palces both hands on either side of my face.

He grins before attaching our lips. Damn butterflies. His lips move in perfect sync with mine. He pulls away all too quickly, again. "So are we both sleeping in that bed?" He smirks.

"Why not? I'd rather not sleep on the ground, and I'm sure as hell not making you." I smile. I lay down and feel the bed dip beside me. I try to keep my distance until I feel two strong arms wrap around waits and pulling me away from my previous placement on the bed.

I turn to face Harry and feel his minty breath fan across my face. "Harry.." He places a hand on my cheek and rubs soft circles around my cheek.

"Yes baby." Baby. He called me baby. My heart swells just at the word.

"Kiss me. Please." I practically beg. He smiles and places his lips to mine. I allow him to slide his tongue into my mouth.

"Harry, Harry." I say, shaking my head and push his chest. He looks down at me with furrowed eyebrows.

"What? What's wrong?" He leans up on his hands and hovers above me.

"Why did you agree to come here with me?" I ask him quietly.

He sighs, "I like being around you. I like your company. I know it's only been like, a month, but I like you. A lot."

He, he likes me? Harry likes me? There's no way. I give him a slight smile and turn away from him. He sighs deeply, but lays back down. Before I fall asleep I feel to strong arms wrap around me, pulling me towards Harry's chest.