You'll Never Know

Chapter 3

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(Nahleen's Point of View)

"I'm your biggest fan" Harry said.

I instantly smiled. I started to examine Harry (no, I'm not checking him out.... am I?) he looked the same as he did in all of the pictures, videos, and GIFs I have seen of him but in person he was shorter than I imagined and also his eyes were greener than I imagined.

"I can't believe this is happening" I said.

"Believe me I am just as shocked as you are!" Harry exclaimed. I laughed, he's so cute.

I stared at him for a little while, and Harry did the same to me. Suddenly I pictured us holding hands and walking down the street. I made sure to block that out of my mind, it was an impossible thought, it was hard enough to get guys at my school to like me that way let alone Harry Styles.

"Do you actually like my singing though?" I asked.

"Yes it's really great" Harry answered. I smiled. "Why me?" I blurted out. It was the question that's been in the back of my mind for the last couple of minutes. "Why are you 'inlove' or whatever you say, with me?"

"I didn't choose you. Not to be cheesy, I mean I'm really not the type but like I said -love at first sight" Harry answered in his deep, British accent with a wink as I rolled my eyes. Then it dawned on me. Harry. This is Harry Styles. For crying out loud. He's not inlove with me. That's the stupidest bullshit I've ever heard, even coming from Harry himself. I just got too sucked into a dream that every girl would die for. One that isn't good enough for reality.

I stood up and ran my hands through my hair. I'm leaving.

"Well nice meeting you Harry" I said as I walked towards the door back to the hallway. Harry grabbed my wrist and my heart began to flutter.

"What the hell?" Harry began to say "I tell you all this and you're just going, just like that?"

I turned around and said in a somewhat serious voice "You're fooling yourself Harry Styles! You don't love me! Who would? Out of all the people in the world and Harry Styles is the first to tell me he's inlove with me? That would be amazing but... it's way too far fetched, pretty impossible" I sighed "Now that I think about it you've never approached me on Twitter or anything but you see a tweet that says I have backstage passes to a One Direction concert and there you go, you can pretend to be inlove with literally anyone and they will believe you - hey I'm not blaming you, it's a funny joke. I'm just..... I'm going". But Harry held onto my wrist.

"Please" he said "It sounds extremely unbelievable to you I know but I swear I'm telling the truth, if I'm lying- leave now, if you want to try to believe me, please stay". I sighed and thought about it for a moment. Is he serious? Probably not. Okay, I'll try, but just for an hour or something. That's all Nahleen, don't get sucked into this.

I've never really trusted guys much, warning signals go off in my head everytime a guy flirts with me or checks me out. I don't plan on getting my heartbroken, I know it sucks, it's happened to Natalie before. And since my Dad died, I've always been very cautious, I became more careful I guess.

"Give me your phone" I said with my hand held out.

"What?" Harry asked with confusion. I just held my hand out until he pulled it out of his pocket and handed it to me. I pressed the button on the iPhone to reveal his lock screen which was a picture of him and his bandmates on a stage -awehh. I slid the little arrow to unlock it. Good. He was dumb enough to not have a passcode. While holding the phone I walked back over to the couch and sat cross-legged tapping away at the phone. The first thing I went to was Twitter. Oh God. It was open to my Twitter (@itsNahleen). I laughed to myself. I went to his Twitter feed and decided to have some fun I started a new Tweet - "@Harry_Styles - @itsNahleen is the best person you'll ever meet". At this moment Harry sat down next to me and grabbed the phone away from me.

"You're so bad at being funny. It's cute" he said. I looked down to hide the blushing

"Hey! I was gonna put a really great Tweet out for you". I exclaimed trying to grab back the phone. He held it up in the air and I tried to grab it but I'm too short. I stood up on the couch so it was easily in my reach. As soon as I had it in my hand though, he pushed my legs so I fell backwards. Harry was hysterically laughing as I made a plan. Two can play at that game.

"Ow. Oh my God." I said as I pretended to be in pain and walk towards the door. Harry instantly stood up.

"Oh my God I'm so sorry I didn't mean to..." Harry said as I snatched the phone out of his hand and walked back to the couch laughing.

"You're so easy!" I exclaimed. The phone was still on Twitter so I hit 'send' on the Tweet I had written for him.

Then Harry grabbed me from behind and easily flung me over his shoulder so my face was on his back and my legs were in front of him. He held me by my feet. "You're too easy!" he said. I couldn't see his face from behind but I knew he was smiling. "Now give me back my phone!"

"I would; but in order for me to do that you kinda need to put me down" I said. So he set me down (quite gently I noticed) and I walked back to the couch once more - not giving him his phone back. This time he just sat down beside me, not even trying to get the phone back.

I wen't into his contact list and clicked 'New'. I typed in my name and phone number and gave him the phone back. "There" I said. He smiled that gorgeus smile at me and shook his head.

"Why aren't you freaking out? Most girls would spaz out if this was happening to them. Especially since you're a Directioner" Harry said abruptly.

"I'm eighteen years old, I can handle myself. Plus if I started screaming, that would push most guys away" I said realizing my mistake.

"Oh so you're trying to not push me away?" he said as I facepalmed myself "you want me". I threw one of the throw pillows that was on the couch at him.

"I'm gonna make you fall inlove with me" Harry said.

"I've never been inlove" I stated.

(Harry's Point of View)

"Ever had a boyfriend?" I asked.

"Nope" she said as she popped the 'p'. Honestly? A girl like her has never had a boyfriend?

"I'm gonna make you fall inlove with me" I said again.

"Harry we live in different countries" Nahleen stated the obvious.

"It's okay I like American accents" I replied.

"I don't have an accent"

"Yes you do"

"No, I'm normal"

"Nahleen, you have an accent"

"Do not!"

I was obviously getting on Nahleen's best nerves and she was getting angry, it was really adorable actually.

"No but seriously, what do I do if I fall inlove? Move to London? Hell no. I'm still in highschool!" Nahleen stated -once again- the obvious.

"It's your senior year" I said "there are pretty good colleges in London if that's what you want, and I have two full weeks here so... I'm going to make you fall inlove whether you like it or not"

She just rolled her eyes. She didn't understand how serious I actually was.