Forever And Always - A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter Three

Your POV

I haven't seen Harry since that night. He's been calling me like crazy but I don't know what to say to him. Nobody knows what happened except us, and I will do anything to keep it like that. I feel a vibration in my pocket and slowly take out my phone. It's Niall.

"Hey" I say as calmly as I can, my heart still racing.

"Hi," he says slowly into the phone

"Where you at? I haven't seen or heard from you in two days!"

"Um yeah sorry about that I've been kinda sick." I lie.

"Not you too! Are you ok?" Niall asks worryingly.

"Yeah I'm fine, who else is sick?" I ask suspiciously.

"Harry. He's barely said anything for the past few days, says he's got a sore throat, but I don't know if that's the case." Oh shit. I can't take this. I need to talk to Harry before It gets even more obvious and someone finds out.

"Niall, I'm really sorry but something's come up I'll call you later ok?" I hang up the phone and pull on some jeans with a plain white t-shirt, a casual leather jacket and scarf with some knee-high boots. I have to go and see Harry. As soon as I get to his place I hesitantly knock on his apartments door.

Harry's POV

It's been two days and (Y/N) hasn't answered any of my calls. I feel sick in my stomach. Why is she so angry at me? I thought she liked me? I'm trying not to show my feelings to the other boys, but I don't know how much longer I can keep up this "sore throat" act. I slam the bedroom door shut and collapse onto my bed, wishing (Y/N) was here with me. I can hear someone downstairs knocking on the door.

"Urghh piss off!" I mumble to myself, rolling over and planting my head in the blankets.

"Harry it's me, I know you're in there, answer the door!" Shit it's (Y/N)! I race out the room and spring down the stairs, flinging the door open. I stare at her in shock, unsure of what to say. She stares back at me, looking as beautiful as ever with her big brown eyes I always fall for.

"Harry...." she starts, but I cut her off.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry. I honestly thought you wanted it, I had no idea this would happen. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since the second you left that night, and I don't regret a thing. You mean a lot more to me then I thought, and being without you just feels wrong. I can't take this much longer, I just wanna be with yo-"

"Harry!" she stops me and looks confused.

"We can't! I'm not doing that to Niall, or anyone in the band. You know i have feelings for you, but if this ends badly it's going to affect them just as much as us. And you know what Niall thinks about me dating one of you boys." She's practically yelling.

"But (Y/N) please! You can't tell me you have feelings for me and then just dump me like that! If we like each other there is nothing else that matters." I beg her and take her hand, but she pulls away.

"I'm sorry Harry, I don't remember anything that happened, only that it can never happen again and no body can EVER find out. I'm sorry." She looked at me like she was about to cry, and all I wanted to do was hug her, but she turned around and walked out, leaving me there speechless.

Your POV

I stood outside Harry's apartment and burst into tears. I wanted to be with him so bad, but I knew I couldn't. I wanted that night to happen again, when I could actually remember it and enjoy it. That night, I couldn't stop thinking about Harry. I wonder if he's thinking about me?

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