Diner Girl *Harry Styles Love Story*

Chapter 16

"Y-you kissed me." I finally spoke up while touching my lips. Harry smiled and nodded. 

"I did." I was shocked. I was sure that I didn't like Harry in that way, but now my mind is spinning and my heart is exploding with feelings. I couldn't help, but smile.

"Why?" 

He bit his lip while taking a minute to think about his answer. "Because I," He sighed and looked down at the ground. "Because I like you." I crinkled my eyebrows in confusion.

        Why hadn't I seen the signs before? The three almost kisses, the flirting, him kissing the top of my head and hugging me tighter than any of the other boys, and him holding my hands unexpectedly. It all started from the day we met and I couldn't think of any reasons why I never saw this before. He liked me and I liked him, but the other never knew. 

"You do?" He nodded his head with a smile as if he was in another world. 

"I do." I bit my lip before gulping and contacting my eyes with his. 

"I like you too." His eyes brightened and his smile grew bigger. 

"You do?" I nodded with a tiny laugh. 

"I do." I could feel the heat rise to my cheeks as we both just stared into each others eyes, not wanting to look away.

"I won!" Louis ran out screaming with his golf club in the air, breaking us out of our trance. I jumped a bit at his outburst before turning my gaze towards him. "Who won your game?" Harry was about to answer until I cut him off.

"Harry," Harry crinkled his eyebrows and looked at me in confusion. "Harry won." Louis smiled and gave him a high five.

"I say the losers buy us a drink." Louis winked at all of us. 

"Well I'm only seventeen and in the U.S you have to be twenty one to do that, so looks like I'm out." 

"Me too." Niall added. 

"Me three." Zayn piped up. 

"I'm the only twenty one year old here," Louis sighed. "Damn it." I stuck my tongue out at him playfully.

"Looks like you're not getting your drink." He rolled his eyes before entering the car, sitting in the back seat with Zayn and Niall. 

"Harold, you're driving." He sighed and closed his eyes while his head laid on his hand that was propped up by his elbow. "I'm too tired to." 

Harry shrugged. "Fine with me." He then rounded the car and got into the driver's seat, shutting the car door behind him. I slid into the passenger seat before buckling myself in as everyone else did the same. 

"Good choice Faith," Niall gave me an evil smile. "Harry isn't a very good driver." I laughed as Harry gasped and put his hand on his heart in mock hurt.

"What are you talking about?" He paused as he put the keys in the ignition. "I am a very good driver." Niall gave him a bored glare.

"Harry," He sighed. "You almost ran me over once." 

"Well why don't we let Faith decide if I am a good driver or not," He looked at Niall in the rear view mirror. "Sound like a plan?" Niall nodded his head.

"It sounds like a plan." Harry smiled. 

"Good," He put the car in drive. "Then lets hit the road." 

Oh boy.

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"Wasn't I good at driving?" Harry asked once we came to a complete stop. I gave him a nod.