Thunderstorms: A Harry Styles Love Story [COMPLETED]

Chapter 6: Dresses and Surprises

~Chapter 6:

~~~Sierra's P.O.V.~~~

I decided that was enough thinking to last a lifetime, and I wlked out of the yoghurt cafe. Halfway through the walk home, it started raining. Afraid of another thunderstorm approaching, I ran the whole way home. I rang the doorbell. A boy with curly hair opened it. Oh great.

"...Sierra, I-"

Before he could finish, I ran upstairs into my room and hsut the door, shutting the world out. I changed into a huge 1D t-shirt, but took it off when I noticed that Harry's face was printed on it. I chose one of my Taylir Swift shirts instead, and pulled on a pair of pajama shorts. I locked the door, plugged my iPod into my ears, and opened up Skype. Eleanor was online. I pressed the 'call' button.

"SIERRA?! OMG SIERRA WHERE WERE YOU?"

"shush El.....I don't want Harry to hear you..."

"oops...sorry."

I could tell she was in her room, alone.

"Soo...what happened Sierra? Harry told me he kissed you..."

"Yea....and then I ran off..."

"He was torn when you left. He kept blaming himself, and he didn't understand why you ran away. I told him it was because you didn't want o get hurt again.....just tell me, do you like him?"

"...more than I should. But he's known as the 'flirt' Eleanor. I can't exactly trust him with my heart...what if this whole thing ends up like Dylan all over again...? I think I'm just gonna avoid him, and try to get over him."

"He's crazy about you, Sierra."

"Did he tell you that?"

"No, but I can tell. Harry Styles is the number one flirt on this planet. He has never cried over a girl before. You are the first girl that he has actually cared about. Just PLEASE come out and at least talk to him...."

"No!"

"You're so stubborn!! It's not like I'm asking you to marry him, just talk to him ok?"

"Fine....i'll do it tomorrow."

"Good. I have to go now, Louis is coming up soon."

"Okay...goodnight."

"Night."

I hung up. Eleanor did have a point. I mean, what could go wrong? I sighed and decided to think about it tomorrow. I curled up in a ball on my bed and soon fell into deep sleep.

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*THE NEXT MORNING.

~~~Harry's P.O.V.~~~

I stared at my cup of tea. It was 8 in the morning, and I didn't sleep a wink last night. My mind just kept going back to the green-eyed girl that stole my heart without even trying to. Sierra. Sierra. Sierra. Ugh.

"'Vas Happenin?!" Zayn entered the kitchen and went straight to the refrigirator, taking out the apple juice.

"Morning Zayn." I greeted solemnly.

"What's wrong?"

"Her."

Zayn nodded understandingly. He was about to say something when Eleanor burst into the room. 

"C'mon Haz, Sierra wants to talk to you."

My heart started racing. She wanted to talk to me? That's a good sign. At least she doesn't hate me. I followed ELeanor up the stairs, and to her room. The door was locked. Eleanor sighed.