Infatuation (h.s)

Fifteen

~Stella's pov~
From: Hazza
hai girl u up
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From: Stella Bella
yes what do u want from me
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From: Hazza
money and drugs
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From: Stella Bella
can't help u with either then bye
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From: Hazza
yes u can bc you're my drug
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From: Stella Bella
cute but no so stfu
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From: Hazza
i try
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From: Stella Bella
why are u actually texting me at six in the morning??????
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From: Hazza
bc i don't feel the greatest and i don't want to go to class so i thought u could take care of me
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From: Stella Bella
ha u thought wrong
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From: Hazza
wow thats sassy but seriously pleaseee PLEASE
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From: Stella Bella
will u feed me
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From: Hazza
depends i am not feeling well enough to get out of bed so can it be something easy
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From: Stella Bella
i want waffles or nutella
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From: Hazza
i don't have waffles and Luke finished the nutella as alwayssss sorry
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From: Stella Bella
fine im about to walk over but don't expect me to be dressed im wearing sweats
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From: Hazza
its ok so am I
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From: Stella Bella
k see you soon
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From: Hazza
k stelly
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From: Stella Bella
don't call me that
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From: Hazza
u like it
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From: Stella Bella
if u want me to come over stop calling me that
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From: Hazza
ok are you almost here
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From: Stella Bella
NO SLOW DOWN I HAVENT EVEN GOT OUT OF BED YET
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From: Hazza
what why??
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From: Stella Bella
bc im texting you back
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From: Hazza
well stop then replying
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From: Stella Bella
ok
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From: Hazza
I SAID STOP
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From: Stella Bella
k
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From: Hazza
STOP!!!!
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I set my phone down on the side table beside me. I threw my covers off me, stretched my arms and swung my legs out of the bed. I really had no interest in getting up out of bed at this time but going to Harry's was certainly better then going to class to learn.
I opened my dresser and grabbed some wore out sweat pants and threw them on. I decided to not change my shirt because I already have a white tshirt on, I just threw a sweatshirt over top. Overall I was basically dressed like a slob today but I really could care less. I'm the kinda girl who doesn't care how I look so if you're a guy I hope you like the 'doesn't give a shit' look. I left the bedroom praying Peyton wasn't up to badger me about where I was going, I would say Elsie would too but she hasn't been speaking to me for two days.
"You're up early" Peyton commented and I nodded.
"Where are you going?" Peyton asked.
"Out" I told her.
"So you aren't going to class?" She asked and I shook my head.
"I bet she's going to be with Harry" Elsie told Peyton and scoffed at me.
"Are you?" Peyton asked me, I nodded there was no point in lying.
"Why?"
"Because we're friends and he really is a nice guy, he doesn't want anything but friends" I explained. Elsie laughed at me sarcastically.
"Harry doesn't want friends so I hope you know that his nice act won't last long. You're just a challenge and I bet he likes that, so he'll take his time to be friends with you then have sex with you and that's it" Elsie told me, my eyes widened shocked how mean she was being.
"I get your mad, but do you really have to be so mean?" I asked upset.
"Sorry I'm just being honest"
"I don't care I'm leaving bye" I said and then rushed out the door slamming it behind me. I sighed and got on the elevator then left the apartment building.
I checked my phone for the directions Harry had texted me and followed them. I really did believe Harry was trying to be a nice guy, I think everyone's too easy to judge a book by its cover. I understand he fucks a lot of girls which isn't good, but do they immediately have to assume he's doing the same with me? I wouldn't do that, they should at least give me enough credit to trust that I can handle Harry. I had no interest in doing anything with Harry, or anyone at this moment for that mattered. I was extremely inexperienced when it came to that sorta stuff but I was ok with that.
Soon enough I arrived at Harry's apartment and knocked on the door. The door was opened by Luke who have me a sweet smile.
"Hey Stella"
"Hi Luke how are you?"
"Good thanks. I'm guessing you're here for Harry?" He questioned and I nodded.
"I'm guessing you guys aren't going to class then?" He asked.
"No we aren't"
"Is this your first time skipping, you seem like a pretty pristine girl?"
"I'm not that pristine" I disagreed.
"There's nothing bad about being pristine, you just seem it, and it's certainly not a bad thing"
"Why isn't it bad?" I questioned Luke.
"I don't know I think pristine girls are more genuine."
"Is that so Luke?"
"It is"
"Alright. So where's Harry?"
"At then end of the hall on the left"
"Thanks see you later Luke"
"Bye Stella"
I did as Luke said, went to the end of the hall and to the left. It didn't feel right to just walk in so I knocked on Harry's door.
"Come in" I heard a groggy voice say. As soon as he said that I opened the door to reveal Harry laying in bed. He really did look sick. Harry's nose was very red from blowing his nose, his lips were chapped, his eyes red and his curly hair stuck up in every direction.
"Hey Harry you don't look so well" I commented.
"I guess I look how I feel" he joked and I smiled.
"So who opened the door?" Harry asked.
"Oh Luke did"
"Oh I thought he had left for school with Louis but I guess he didn't"
"So what do you want me to do for you?" I asked.
"I'm not sure. I hate being sick because I feel so disabled from doing my normal stuff."
"Well just lay in bed all day then" I suggested.
"I guess. Want to join?" He offered patting the spot next to him, I shrugged and excepted his offer.
"So you know Styles get me sick and I'll kill you in your sleep" I warned.
"Wow violent"
"I am violent so don't mess with me"
"I've always had a thing for violent girls"
"Yeah well I guess I have a thing for guys who have a thing for violent girls" I said and he stared at me weirdly before starting to chuckle.
"That made no sense Stelly"
"I feel like you're purposely calling me Stelly now" I said irritated, I hated that name.
"Am not"
"Are to"
"Am not"
"Are too!"
"Am not"
Suddenly my stomach made a huge growl and we both stopped arguing.
"Hungry are we?" Harry asked and I nodded.
"I'm not sure what we have in the kitchen but I can check."
He got out of bed and headed toward the kitchen well I followed closely behind. As we walked through the apartment I realized it was extremely large, it was almost twice the size of the apartment I live in. When we entered the kitchen it was all expensive appliances, and granite counter tops, I wondered how they could afford this.
"I don't mean to he rude but how do you afford this place?" I asked Harry.
"Well Louis, Luke and I all have decent paying jobs, also Louis's and Luke's parents chip in to help pay."
"Your parents don't chip in?"
"No, they don't have the money, nor would they" He said awkwardly obviously his parents were a sore subject for him so I noted not to bring them up again.
"Oh I see"
"Sorry for being odd it's a tough subject" He apologized.
"No worries if you ever want to talk to anyone about it I'm here"
"Thanks but I'm not ever going to want to talk about it"
"That's ok but if there's ever a day you do I'll be there" I assured him and he smiled nodding. I saw Harry start opening all the cupboards and search for food he didn't seem to find much. I watched as I could see his back muscles flexing through his thin white shirt. There was no doubt in my mind that Harry was attractive but I simply didn't want to look at him like that, I only wanted to look at him as a friend. I did believe Harry could be a nice friend but I knew if I developed feelings for Harry he would end it before it could even start.
"Want me to make pancakes, eggs, or French toast?" He questioned.
"I'm good with anything"
"How about some eggs and some pancakes so we can have a bit of each?" He offered.
"Sounds good to me"
"Want me to help?" I offered.
"No thanks love you can just sit at the island and watch the man make the food" He told me winking, I rolled my eyes and let him cook.
"Hey what it I threw flour in your face and we had a cliche flour fight" He joked.
"Ew no I hate cliches" I complained.
"Why?"
"The whole point in cliches is everyone does it and I certainly don't want to do what everyone does, I want to be different. People claim different is bad but I believe different is good because we don't want a world full or the same people and things."
"Well then let's make our story different if you don't like cliches" He offered and a smiled at him.
"Let's" I agreed.
Harry smiled at me for a minute and then he got back to cooking. I watched him make the eggs and pancakes, I have to say I was impressed he was a pretty good cook. After about ten more minutes of him cooking he set a large plate filled with steaming eggs and pancakes.
"Thanks Harry"
"No problem Stelly"
"Don't"
"Don't means do and do means don't"
"Shut up Styles"
"Make me"
"No"
Harry took a seat beside me with his plate full of food and we both ate silently. When I was finished I rinsed my dish and set it in the sink. Harry was still eating so I sat back down beside him.
"Is Elsie taking to you again?" He asked.
"No she's not and I was with Ashton till late so I feel like that made her more angry"
"Oh why would you being with Ashton make her mad?"
"Because I think she wanted me to come and apologize to her immediately but I didn't even come home."
"So what did you and Ashton end up doing?" He questioned.
"We went to this music lounge, then we grabbed something to eat, and then we went back to his apartment"
"Wait what did you do at his apartment?" He interrogated me, did he think Ash and I did something back at his apartment?
"Not what you think he just showed me his drums and we watched some tv" I explained.
"Oh good I just don't think Ash is the type of guy you want to fool around with"
"How are you to say that? You barely know Ashton, what'd he ever do to you?"
"Nothing I just know the type of guys Ashton is"
"I find that extremely hypocritical. Everyone says they know the type of guy you are but you deny it so why would you say that about Ashton?" I asked him.
"Why are you so quick to defend him?" He countered.
"Because he's my friend and I don't agree with what your saying"
"Well just trust me when I say make sure to know what his intentions are"
"I will and I know there to be friends"
We both sat in silence awkwardly for a few moments before Harry talked again.
"Anyways want to watch a movie I have a laptop so we can watch it in my bed?" He offered and I nodded agreeing.
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We both both had been laying in bed together for hours watching various shows and movies on Netflix, currently we were watching pretty in pink because I told Harry how much I loved 80's movies. During most of the shows I could feel Harry staring at me and every time I looked back he would look away.
"I like Blaine and Andie don't you?" Harry asked me.
"Yeah I like them I like how Blaine knew despite his friends that Andie is the one he wanted" I told him and he nodded agreeing. I kept comparing them to Harry and I, I think it was the fact that I'm with him right now and he's the popular Blaine and I'm the outcast like Andie. The only difference is Blaine and Andie fell in loved and I don't love Harry at all.
"Can I ask you a something?"
"Yeah sure" I agreed.
"Do you like Ashton?"
"What as a friend?" I questioned.
"No as more then a friend"
"No I don't why?"
"I just was wondering"
"Why are you so worried about Ashton and I?"
"Because I really do care about you. I want to make sure you're with the right people" He explained.
"Thanks Harry but you really don't have to worry about me, I can take care of myself"
"I feel like you don't ever want anyone worry about you" He pondered.
"I don't because worrying I feel like worrying is all fear"
"Why is it fear?"
"Because when you worry it's because you're scared and fearful of something bad happening" I explained.
"So why is fear such a bad thing?"
"I'm not sure, I just think fears hold you back"
"Depending on the fears"
"What are you scared of?" I asked him, he bit his lip in thought before answering.
"I don't know suffocation, drowning, choking"
"So basically all death related right?"
"I guess" he agreed.
"See I hate when people are afraid of death, that's the worst fear there is"
"And why is that Stella?"
"Because if you're afraid of death and other things you can't be living life to the fullest. I'd rather die living, then be alive not living. That's confusing, I guess I mean I'd rather die knowing I lived to the fullest then be alive knowing I was scared and didn't do everything I wanted."
"I think that's my knew quote. I'd rather die living, then be alive and not living" he told me.
"Why?"
"Because it's very confusing when you say it out loud, but when you think about it it's the most amazing concept" When I heard him say that I couldn't help but smile.
"So Stel what's your fears?" He asked and I shook my head, I had no interest in telling him I'll sound strange.
"What you don't have any?"
"I have some everybody does it's just I'm not willing to tell them, maybe another day"
"Are you not comfortable telling me your fears?" He asked me.
"No sorry I'm not really"
"Well Stella Homewood when you're ready to say I will be ready to listen" he told me and I giggled nodding in agreement.
"You know what Harry?"
"What?"
"I'm glad I gave you another try"
"You know what Stelly?"
"What?"
"I'm glad you did too"
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I feel like that's my first ending on a chapter I'm proud of. Anyways ehhhhh an update because I suck at updating regularly. So I actually love Stella's outlook on life I feel like through out the story her character has gotten a lot happier because of how much she loves college and England. I think Stella and Harry are so cute, but they only think of each other as friends right now huh.
I'm thinking about writing a story about Serenity and Luke, would anyone read it?
Sorry for the short chapter. Anyways thank you.
~Emma and Hannah~