Better Than Words

Chapter 10

~Julianna's POV~

The large amount of people crowded outside the auditorium was beginning to make me feel nauseuous. I walked quickly, weaving in and out of people who were walking in all different directions. Confusion clouded my mind and I eventually just stopped and slowly spun around in a circle, trying to figure out exactly where I was. A huge building stood to my right and hundreds of people roamed around me. I stood on my tippy toes, trying to look over everybody but I still remained one of the smallest people in the large crowd.

"Julianna!"

I turned around quickly to see the curly brown headed boy standing a couple yards away. A small smile spread across my face, part of it out of relief and the other part seeing Harry in general. He quickly walked towards me, dodging frantic people left and right. It wasn't long til he stood infront of me, grabbing both of my hands in his and staring into my eyes.

"Hi." I said shyly.

"Hi." He said just as softly, the brisk winter air making his breath visible. His sharp green eyes sparkled and his dimples were deep.

"Are you ready?" I asked him while giving his hands a gentle squeeze.

"Ready as I'll ever be." He smirked and I laughed lightly.

Almost right after he spoke we heard his name being called and we both looked in the direction it came from. A woman, in her late thirties or early forties was walking our way, with a girl who looked a couple years older following behind her.

"Hey mum!" Harry's face lit up immediately and he walked up and embraced her warmly. "Gemma!" He exclaimed as he hugged the girl, and it made me happy to see how excited he was.

"Who is this?" His mother asked while looking at me. She had a very warm smile on her face and looked eager to see who I was.

"This is my friend, Julianna. Jules, this is my mum, Anne." He stated proudly and I outstretched my hand, offering a smile as well.

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Anne."

"Oh sweetheart the ms. isn't needed, just call me Anne!" I laughed and nodded my head.

"Oh and this is my sister, Gemma." He said and she shook my hand.

"Nice to meet you Julianna."

"You too." She was very sweet and made me feel comfortable in this somewhat awkward situation.

We patiently found our way to the back of the line and stood there for a few hours, slowly moving forward as the time passed. The chilly air was biting at my skin but at this point my body felt completely numb. I kept my arms folded across my chest firmly.

"Thanks, for waiting in line with me, Jules. It really does mean a lot." He said shyly and bit the inside of his cheek.

"I don't mind. This is totally going to be worth it!" I smiled up at him and he placed his hand on the small of my back and started rubbing small circles.

"You're nose is really red." He stated and before I could even respond he puffed a breath of his warm minty breath towards my face.

"Ew Harry!" I gasped and playfully slapped his arm. He laughed loudly and his dimples indented his cheeks deeply.

"Sorry I couldn't helped it." He said inbetween laughs. Our laughter started calming down but our eyes never left eachother. He stared deeply down at me and I stared right back. I admired his beautiful features and didn't see a single flaw. He was just so perfect. He quickly moved in and placed his lips on mine, pressing gently and holding the kiss for a good five seconds. His arm that was wrapped around me held me close to his body and when he finally pulled away he went back to staring into my eyes.

"Sorry I couldn't help it." He repeated his words from earlier, but this time spoke much softer. A small smile spread across my lips and I looked away shyly. I didn't get a chance to respond though, because another voice spoke up.

"Harry Styles?"

A tall man with a clip board and a bow tie stood a couple feet away.

"Y-Yes sir?" Harry spoke up hesitantly. I couldn't even pay attention to their conversation that struck up due to something I saw out of the corner of my eye.

A tall brunette, only a inch or two shorter than hair fliped her short hair over her shoulder and glanced our way at the mention of his name. She was absolutely stunning. Bright blue eyes popped boldly and her cheeks bones were perfect. She looked almost... stunned?

I kept my eye on her until I felt somebody shaking my shoulder.

"Huh?" I muttered, finally looking away from the girl.

"They're gonna interview me Jules! How awesome is that?!" He was smiling widely.

"Harry! That's incredible!" I said excitedly and threw my arms around his neck hugging him tightly. He wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up, spinning us around in circles and causing us both to start laughing. He gently set me down and grinned. I glanced back at the girl to find her now glaring at me, only causing me to be more curious as to who she is.

"How do I look?" He asked worriedly and I laughed at his nerves.

"Relax..." I said softly and ran my fingers through his curls, fixing all the litle pieces that were sticking out randomly. "You're gonna do great."

"What is everybody hates me?" He muttered. I laughed at this and shook my head.

"Who could hate you? You're such a charmer." I teased and he rolled his eyes but couldn't stop the small smile that was forming on his face.

"I better get going then," He whispered while staring down at me. I knew he was hesitant to walk away.

"You're going to kill it. Just do you." He smiled and wrapped his arms around me and I tightly hugged his torso. I inhaled his scent one last time and pulled away. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead.

"I'll see you soon." He whispered and shot me one last smile before turning and following the man.

I went and stood back with his mom and sister and could feel their eyes on me. Gemma held a stupid grin on her face while his mom was trying to bite back a smile.

"He didn't mention that you two were dating." Anne spoke softly to me. I looked back at her with surprise clear on my face.

"D-Dating?" I stuttered and shook my head, laughing nervously. "No we don't really have a title."

"That looked like dating to me." Gemma mumbled and then went back to looking at her phone.

I blushed violently and looked away from both of them. My mind was racing with thoughts? Even though I had asked him plenty of times before, I was still unclear about what me and Harry were. I guess just best friends, but I couldn't help all the little things that hinted that maybe there was something more. Like the tingly feeling I get all over my body whenever he holds my hand,or how I stop breathing whenever he smiles because he is literally breathtaking, or how a spark of jealousy pangs my chest whenever another girl looks his way.

Whatever it was, I was hoping it would never change.