What is love?

"Can I ask you something...?"

I wake up to the sound of the birds singing. I lay there for a few minutes, just thinking, when my phone vibrates. It's Harry:

Harry: {Morning beautiful. Sleep well?xxx}

Me: {Morning gorgeous. Fine tanks. You?xxx}

Harry: {Ok. I missed you.x:(xx}

Me: {Awh I missed you too babe.xxx}

Harry: {Listen, I need to talk to you, can we meet?xxx}

Me: {Of course. Where?xxxxx}

Harry: {I will come and pick you up. Be ready in an hour?xxxx}

Me: {Sure :) See you then.xxxxxxxxx}

I get up and shower, do everything else I can to make myself look half decent and then even have time to have some breakfast. There is a knock on the door.

"I'll get it!", I shout, frantically jumping out of my seat, but my mum is already one step ahead of me. She answers the door to see Harry stood there.

"And you are . . .?" She asks him.

"Er . . . I'm Harry. Harry Styles. I've come to see Evie. Is she here?".

I run up to the door as fast as I can and squeeze past my mum,

"Yes, I'm here. I'll, er, see you later mum". She gives me a quizzical look but says nothing, except

" I want you back by 7", I smile thankfully and step outside. "Call me when your on your way home", she says, "Do you have your phone?". I look at her as if to say 'Why would I not have my phone?',

"Of course I- no actually I don't!" I quickly run back upstairs and hear Harry laugh as I do so. I desperately hunt my room for a phone which I seem to have lost in the past half an hour. I carelessly search under clothes strewn all over the floor and find it lying underneath one of my jumpers. I grab my phone and come downstairs again as quickly as I can. Mum and Harry look at me as if hiding something.

"Bye Sweetie, see you later!", my mum coos as she shoos me out of the door.

"What was all that about?" I ask Harry as he opens the door for me to get into his car

"What are you talking about? Nothing", I could keep questioning him but decide to let it go. It probably was nothing.

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"I want to show you something first" he said to m as he drove towards town.

"What?" I ask him, he just winks and carries on driving. He parks the car and takes me to the news agents. I'm not sure why and hope it becomes more ovbious soon.

"Look", he points to the newspaper stand.

"What?" I look at him confused.

"The newspapers" he says, nodding his head in the direction of them. I frown slightly,

"Yes, and what about them?".

"Well, what's on the front cover?" he asks me, trying to get me to catch on.I raise my eyebrows and shake my head, clueless,

"Umm... something about political stuff that I don't understand, look Harry what are you talking about?" I whine.

"It's not us is it?" he looks at you. Leaving me even more confused than I was before,

"Well no, why would we be on the-OH! I get it now!", it suddenly clicks in my mind and I remember the night before in the woods. Harry gives me a little sarcastic clap and hugs me,