Finding Home

A Fresh Start -

It was the weirdest feeling having Harry's hand wrapped around mine again. But he did grab my hand and tug me outside. I could feel the other eight eyes on me as we walked out, and I suddenly wished it wasnt a glass door.

'Alright Styles, out with it,' I groaned. Harry chuckled and smiled at me. 'Whats so funny?'

'You've never called me Styles before. I don't know, something about that's just funny…' he tried to explain.

'Fair enough, but if you dare call me by my last name…' I hissed.

'Okay, okay. But seriously we need to talk. I'm sorry about how we ended things before, I know I was being terrible. I was just a little jealous,' he said.

'Well Harry I understand that, but why did you do something you knew would hurt me? And then worse, got mad at ME about it!' I exclaimed, all the anger I had built up from the last time I saw Harry just pouring out.

'I know, I know. It was so, so stupid and one of the biggest mistakes I've ever made. Well, that, and falling for you. All I did was cause drama. And you belong with Zayn, do you know that?' Harry asked cheekily.

I smiled, 'Yes, I do know that. But that doesn't change a thing about my leaving, you know. I'm sorry, but I'm still staying here.'

'Yes, I know. And I'm not out here to change your stubborn mind. I'm out here to apologize. I've wanted for us to always be best friends, even when we were a couple. And I messed up. Now I know what I did was just horrible, but was there maybe just a teeny tiny warm spot in your heart for me? So you'll accept my apology?' Harry said. It was so sweet, and I really wanted to forgive him, but I still wasn't sure…

'I'm sorry Harry. I want to forgive you, but I just don't know if I can really trust you like I used to,' I squeaked.

'Alright… then how 'bout this? We can just start over, a clean slate,' he suggested.

'What do you mean?' I asked nervously.

Harry just smiled childishly, not showing any of his teeth and held out his hand. I stared at it like it was some sort alien gesture. 'Hi, my name is Harry Styles.'

'Jordyn Frank. It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Styles!' I exclaimed, starting to play along.

'The pleasure is all mine, erm, may I call you Jordyn?' he asked.

'By all means,' I smiled as he shook my hand triumphantly. I started giggling and he flashed me a smile that seemed too big for his face. Then we walked back into the ice cream shop.

I was so glad I decided to talk to them. Hopefully things would start going well at last.