All My Life: A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter 11

PAUSE IN FLASHBACK

"Excuse me, sir, but were closing."

An unappealing, short, fake blond woman approached our table. She wore a sleazy, rude grin on her face and it certainly didn't compliment her greasy hair and oily skin.

I checked my watch to find that it was already ten. We had been talking for more than two hours. Wow.

"Um, okay. I guess we will go." Harry said awkwardly.

"You ready Mads? I mean Madeline." Ouch. That hurt. He wouldnt even call me by my nickname anymore. That just makes me want him back anymore.

I nodd silently, wishing that the night wasn't over. That Harry would not leave and that I could stay with him forever.

We strolled out of the coffee shop, when we realized how long we had left Louis at the Italion Restaurant.

"Shit!' Harry exclaimed and dialed Louis' number.

Harry walked a few feet away to talk in privacy and when he came back, he had the biggest smile on his face.

"Lou got Zayn to pick him up and he said that Paul is letting me stay out till whenever. So that means..."

'"That we can hang out till.. whenever."

Harry nodded eagerly and he beamed.

"Were still finishing eachothers sentences,ya know. Just like before."

I stared at the ground. The only thing I could ever wish for is for it be just like before. But, In reality, I know it never will.

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"So, this is my apartment. I live alone so you dont have to worry about my roommate coming home, or anything.

I let Harry inside, and he gazed around.

"I like it. Very cozy. And lots of yellow and blue, just like when we were kids."

I let him have a small grin before turning to walk to my bedroom and get changed.

"Make yourself at home!" I yelled over my shoulder.

I slipped into my room and flopped down on the sky blue duvet. When you think about it, my room was just like when I lived in London. I still had paintings of sunflowers and roses everywhere and everything was hyper organized. The colors were mostly pastels. I haven't changed at all, when Harry is a completely different person.

I changed into a pair of Victoria Secret pajama pants with hearts on them and an old TV shirt.

I walked out of my bedroom and plopped down on the couch next to Harry.

He grinned at me and scanned my outfit.

"You do remember that I gave you that shirt?"

I looked down at what I was wearing and realized what it was.

"Leeds Festival" I read out loud. "Oh I remember that. It was like two days after you kissed me. Again."

Harry blushed and stared at the floor.

"It was also the weekend we started to actually date..."

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