Love Me Harder (Harry Styles)

Chapter 3

Recap:
Little did I know, that this small and irrelevant moment in time and the woman sitting infront of me, in a cozy hole-in-the-wall cafe, would both, turn my world as I know it upside down and make me question everything I have ever believed, and I was completely okay with wherever it was headed, as long as it involed her. Ava.

Harry's POV:

What was meant to be a quiet lunch and counseling session for myself and my thoughts, turned out to be complelty different than what I had initially expected it to be.

I ended up spending the rest of my day sat across from Ava, just talking about the simplest of things. Our topics rounded around the themes of our favorite foods, colors, hobbies, our childhood, and about anything else she could think of while she would scrunch up her little nose and lightly close her eyes, deep in thought. Childish topics, but no doubt fun ones. Relaxing topics for the most part, I would say. It was an amazing feeling to know that they're are still some people out there in the world, like Ava, who could just make you feel totally welcomed and calm in their presence. She had this way of making me feel comfortable around her and making me feel safe, like I could tell her anything and she would never judge me, just because that's just how she is and that's exactly what did. I told her all of my funny childhood stories that I could remember my mum telling me when I was younger and I also told Ava about the hilarious times me and the lads have had, just leaving out the part that all of us were in a fairly famous boyband.

She was just so easy going and welcoming, helI I didn't know her from Adam, and her, me. But we sat and talked for hours on end just as if I had known her forever. I liked the intimacy of it all, of her.

And the was the best part about the whole thing, for those couple of hours while I was sitting and talking with her, I was just simply Harry. A 'Harry' with no strings attached, just as is. I loved that feeling, I relished in it actually. Ava had no clue what I truly was or more likely, who I really was, but for now I didn't really care. I had just made a new friend, one who had absolutely no clue of my true being, who I really was as soon as I stepped foot out of this cafe and went back to my life and that's exactly what I needed right now. Somebody who could see past the constant spotlight on me and just see me for my raw state, Harry. No other extra baggage. Just a 20 year-old boy. That's it. Though, I knew sooner or later, by herself or of my own doing, Ava would eventually find out who I was and my only hope was that she would still act the same around me. I only wish to still be treated like everybody else, like a normal person. I am a normal person in fact, and that's exactly how I want to be treated, like everybody else, nothing special. A human. Something that has substance because surely the word 'famous' strips you from having any at all.

It was getting late and the once bright, shining sun had started to set on the horizon, when I decided that it was best that I got home. I cleared my throat and Ava snapped her head up to meet my eyes.

"I just wanted to say that I have truly enjoyed talking to you today."

Her cheeks sprouted a blush and she hid her face faintly behind one of her arms, Ava's bit of embarrassment only amusing me.

"So have I. I've had a lot of fun today. You know Harry, your really good company. I like you." Ava stated matter of factly, a small smile lingering on her pouty, pink lips.

"And I you. I should really get going, it's getting late." I looked down at my brown leather watch to recheck the time to make sure it wasn't getting to late.

"Uh-yeah, me too. Yeah." She smiled lightly and picked up her black purse that was set to the left side of her.

We both stood up and I motioned for her to walk in front of me. We walked out of the cafe together, side by side, me silently praying that there was no paparazzi waiting for me to make my exit as that would only cause trouble and misfortune for the both of us. Luckily there wasn't. I just don't want any rumors being started about us and I wouldn't want to drag Ava into the crazy, blurred, and money hungry world that I live in. She's too pure.

We stood outside the cafe, a slight breeze in the air, in the most cliche atmosphere you could imagine, like all of the movies really. The kind of awkward silence where you are waiting for the other person to say something or make the first move. Unearthed territory. Timidness. I know I should of said something, but I was being a complete pussy at this moment in time. I have a feeling she knew that too.

"Alright, well I'm gonna go. It was nice talking with you." Ava nodded in my direction as I stood with both of my oversized, dry hands in my pockets. I smiled at her and nodded in confirmation.

"Same to you." She smiled up at me and turned on her heels and started to walk down the sidewalk to her car, but before reaching her car she turned around.

"See you around, Harry." Her long, chestnut colored hair swirling around in the wind and in front of her face.

"Yeah, see you around." I stood on the sidewalk and watched her as she got into her black Range Rover and drove off into the busy city I knew as Los Angeles. Woman after my own heart. Though, disappointed because I knew that my chances of seeing her again were slim to none. I made my way down the sidewalk to where I parked my car and got in.

The only thing on my mind as I sped out of the parking lot and back into the heart of LA was the sound of Ava's laugh and the sadness it brought me as I thought of how I would feel if I never got to hear her laugh or see her angelic face ever again.

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