Styles the Stalker [Harry Styles Fan Fiction]

Shake On It

Kellie's p.o.v

I sleepily rub my eyes as a dim light shines across an unfamiliar room. I begin to panic and don't know what to do.

I try to get up but I am pulled back on the bed and into a hard object.

"Where are you going?" I hear a low voice ask. I begin to freeze up. Who is that? Why would I be in bed with him?!

"Hello? Earth to Kellie. You still alive?" Was all I heard as I sat, frozen in place. What do I do? Do I look and see who it is? Or do I continue to sit here?

I decide to look at the mysterious male and turn to face him. I am greeted by dimples, a cheeky smile, and a mop of curls.

"Um... Who are you?" I ask awkwardly. I scoot away after he removes his hands from me.

"Harry. You remember me from last night, right?" He replies. I shake my head and blankly stare at him. Matter of fact he isn't ugly.

"Sorry to say, but I don't remember much from last night. so yeah." I say and turn away from his gaze.

"Oh. Well I guess I can introduce myself the right way this time. Without that Gabby chick. You don't need to talk to her anymore. It's a bad idea." He tells me and he begins to run circles on my back.

"But... She's the only actual friend I've ever had..." I reply quietly and I feel him sit up on the bed.

"We can be friends. You don't need to worry about her anymore. You have me now." He says and smiles showing me his dimples. He's actually really cute.

I weakly smile. "Okay. But.. I don't even know you." I nervously answer him. Why does this guy want to be my friend anyway? I'm not pretty, or funny, or smart. I'm a freak and everyone knows it.

"Well I guess we can get to know eachother. You can tell me about the things you like, and I'll tell you the things I like. We can go on walks, out to eat, anything to make you more comfortable about being me friend." He says and looks straight into my eyes.

"That'd be nice. I guess. But you probably wouldn't like anything that I do." He frowns at what I say and unexpectedly wraps me in a hug.

"Don't worry about it, okay? But I need you to make me a promise." He says in a very serious tone.

"What is it?" I ask worried. He's so serious about this.

"I really want to be your friend, okay? So promise me you won't give up on me and I won't give up on you. Lets shake on it." He tells me and slightly smiles.

"Shake on it." I say and his smile brightens.

He reaches out his hand and I accept it, shaking his hand while laughing. I guess he does want to be my friend.

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(A/N) Hey guys! This is the quickest I've ever updated! Yay! I hope you guys don't give up on me(hehe) cause I have late updates. Sometimes it's just really hard cause I have issues😂 Lol but I've started to write more so I hope to do updates a lot quicker!!😱 Yayyy!