All My Life: A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter 6

I slipped inside the house, as quiet as possible. The door shut with a soft click, not loud enough to wake anyone and I slowly turned around. I pressed my back against the door and thought back on the night. Somehow, a smile crept on my face as I pictured Harry's warm lips against mine, moving together. "Stop!" I whisper-yelled at myself. What was I doing? "Friends!" I scolded myself. "Just friends!" I shook my head at myself and crept up the stairs. What I needed was a good nights sleep and to just forget what happened tonight. FOREVER.

I woke up to a horrible buzz that was shaking my cheek.

"Ughhhh." I groaned, and pulled my phone out from underneath my head.

I must have fallen asleep with it in my hand. "Hazzaboo <3's you!" Read the name that was lit up on my phone.

"Hello?" I mumbled, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"Mads!? Are you up??"

"What? No. Why would I be up?" I checked the time on my phone.

"Because we have to meet Emma and Ja-"

"OH MY GOD, Haz! It's already two! How could I have slept so late??"

"I don't know Mads, just hurry up so we can meet Em and Jake at Suzy's for lunch. We gotta be there at 2:30, I'll be at your house in five. Bye."

I leapt out of my fluffy white bed and grabbed the brush from my bedside table and started yanking it through my hair. It quickly started to look like a giant, mess of frizz. "Great." I mumbled to myself. I decided to throw my hand up in a messy bun and tied a ribbon around it. Satisfied, I pulled on a pair of white shorts and a yellow, flowy, short sleeve shirt. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and swiped on some mascara. Figuring that this was as good as it was gonna get, I grabbed by brown leather satchel and flew out the door to find Harry honking as loudly as possible at me.

"I'm here, I'm here."

"It's about time! I've been here forever, now put on some good music and lets go."

I chose a Coldplay song and dropped the iPod into my lap.

The music blared for a while, and everything seemed like we were fine until I heard a giggle escape Harry's lips.

"Haz, did you just GIGGLE?"

I gaped at him and he bust out laughing, swerving the car as he did it.

"HARRY!" I screamed at him and he sobered up.

"Sorry.. I just- I just keep thinking back to last night and how stupid we were. To kiss. You know?"

My cheeks burned and I stared at my feet.

"Um, yeah. I mean, uh I thought you didn't regret it?"

"Are you kidding? It was the worst decision I have ever made!" He chuckled. "I just hope we can be normal again. Kay?"

Harry reached over and patted my leg. Electricity was practically visible from his touch. Did he feel that? Was it just me..? Harry brought his emerald colored eyes to meet mine and it seemed as if he was looking into his soul. A strange feeling in my gut told me that he was lying. That he didn't regret the kiss and that he enjoyed it just as much as me.