Obsessive. (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 34

I didn't see Harry the whole day and it was a good thing for me. It was better this way that we don't talk or see each other anymore. It was better if we're invisible and we feel like we don't exist because in that way, we wouldn't fall deeper.

I was about to go down the stairs to drink some water when I accidentally kicked a box on my doorstep. I saw a note on top of it and I picked it up.

Olivia,

I'm really really sorry about what happened last night. I didn't mean to say those things to you except when I told you how I feel for you. I'll never do and say those disrespectful things again, I promise. I'm really sorry. Please talk to me. Please let me know if you will or can forgive me.

Meet me in the living room at 8pm with this dress. I'll take you out and I'll wait for you. Even if you don't come, I'll still wait.

-Harry

I folded the note and picked up the box. I went back inside my room and sat on the foot of the bed. I placed the note beside me and opened the box that was on my lap.

When I opened it, I removed the dress in it and examined the details of it. It was a simple red gown with a silver belt.

I can't let Harry wait for me in the living room the entire night so I decided that I'll go to wherever Harry's taking me because I know if I don't show up, I'll feel bad about it and maybe I could try to escape again.

I have no idea how and why the dress fits but I had a hard time closing the zipper. I went downstairs before 8PM and I was surprised to see Harry pacing around the living room while walking down. He was playing with his lips using his finger and it was obvious that he was thinking of something really important.

I cleared my throat that brought Harry's attention to me. His eyes were wide open like I don't know if he was shock to see me because he didn't expect that I'll come or he was shock to see me because of how ridiculous I look in this gown.

"You're beautiful" He said. I really don't believe in compliments but the way Harry says it, I feel like it's the truth. Why does he make me feel this way?

"Thank you" I said as I tried to force a smile.

When we arrived at the restaurant, Harry's an awkward gentleman. He opened the car door for me and offered the seat. I knew that it was going to be a fancy dinner because of how we look tonight. I was wearing a gown while Harry's wearing a tuxedo. He really didn't have to take me to this kind of dinner because I'm not used to this kind of things.

Harry and I ate in silence. Neither one of us were talking, until we were already eating desserts and Harry was the one who spoke first.

"I'm sorry about last night" He said and I just nodded.

"It's okay" I said.

"Really?" Harry asked while smiling.

"Yes but you should not hurt other people, Harry. Mike didn't do anything wrong" I said.

"I'm sorry. I was just really mad and jea-jealous" Harry said. What's up with guys who's afraid to admit that they're jealous?

I didn't say anything. I just nodded at him. I can't admit that I like him too, I just couldn't and shouldn't admit it. Harry suddenly place his hand on top of mine and looked at me sincerely.