Stay High (Harry Styles Fanfic, possibly british 2)

Highs and lows. But mainly highs.

If you've read Possibly British you will notice an out take from that story. I like to do that to give those of you who haven't read it just a little more background. And that was HARRYS date in Night Changes so it's kind of ironic but I did write this last year. :) love YALL sfm

•Ella's pov•

"Hello?" I answered my phone

"Hey, Ella?"

"This is she." I held my phone between my shoulder and my head as I scooped ice cream from the tub in my lap.

"I was just wondering if you wanted to go ice skating at the rink downtown. I know you used to love to skate and it's been a few days since we've even talked..."

He's right, it has been at least four days since we've even texted each other. I'm not avoiding him on purpose or anything, I've just been so busy. With Lana's baby on the way and their wedding plans beginning so they can get married before she's too big. At least that's what she's thinking about doing, but with the rate she's growing at Ive suggested that she just wait till after the baby comes.

"I'm sorry. I've been so busy this week I've been meaning to shoot you a text but every time I even get the chance to just sit and be still I fall asleep." I admitted

"It's fine." I could feel him smiling "so about that date?"

I swallowed my last bite of icecream, and I too smiled "sure, It would be my pleasure."

"It will always be my pleasure to be around you Ella." oh

I felt my cheeks heat up and decided to change the topic. "So is three good? That gives me enough Time to shower and get ready, I can't be out late because I'm seriously lacking sleep man."

"Alright three it is." He chucked and hung up.

On my way to the shower I threw the ice cream carton in the garbage and chunked my spoon at the sink.

The last time we went skating we had such a good time. Even when the car broke down he still managed to keep me smiling, for the most part. As I cut on the shower memories danced around my mind.

....

"Umm for me I need a 6 and for him I think a 10 maybe." I said sounding really ditsy and unsure

Sure enough I guessed right and both of our skates fit. Harry and I made our way to the ice, clinging on to each other and wobbling about.

"I haven't been ice skating since 8th grade." I admitted, and as soon as I did I fell and slid across the ice.

Harry just stood there laughing, he WAS standing until he fell too. Then I got to laugh at him. Oh how the tables have turned.

"The Agony! the Irony! The pain in my hip! What is life?!" I shouted dramatically, winning a few unwanted stares.

Once the four of us got the hang of it Lana skated around behind me.

"You know the only reason Zayn didn't want y'all makin out on his custom leather is because he had it custom made for me and him to make out on." Lana whispered in my ear and smiled evilly, referring to the car ride here.

She was a lot better at skating than me so she got away. But I promised her I would get her back, somehow, for saying that to me.

Trying to get Layn sex visions out of my mind I began working on my skating technique.

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By the time I was done showering and had gotten myself dressed I had just enough time to drive to the ice rink, and be there on time.