kalopsia [harry styles]

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(Yes, a double update bc I didn't upload yesterday)

FALLON COLLINS

"There's no fucking way"

"Come on! It's fun!"

"No, Fallon. I'm not going in there. It's not happening"

I groan, tilting my head back and closing my eyes.

"Harry, you agreed that you would give it a try" I plead, looking back at the ice rink that's filled with people and then back at him.

He stands there, a scowl clear on his face as he looks at the people going to and from the rink. He turns back to face me, his head shaking.

"That was before I knew what it was" He points out, one of his eyebrows rising.

"I agreed to go to wherever you wanted to show me, and you agreed the same. What's so wrong with it?" I question, my lip pouting.

He looks down at me, his stare unblinking as he speaks.

"No"

"Yes"

"No" 

"Yes"

"No"

"No"

"Yes"

His eyes go wide as he realizes what he just said, and I let out a triumphant yell, my hands clapping together before I grab his right hand with both of my own and basically drag him to the entrance, where we're supposed to get our skates and pay for our ticket.

He follows behind me, dragging his feet and groaning under his breath angrily, slightly pulling back but not enough to stop me from pulling him forward.

"What the fuck did I get myself into" He mutters under his breath. I chuckle, turning back to face him.

A pout adorns his face, and he looks so cute when he's annoyed.

"Stop complaining. The sooner that you accept your fate the more fun you're going to have" I retort, turning back around and pulling him until we get to the entrance stand.

Since it's outside in Central Park, there's people milling around everywhere. Some of them sit on benches, others have some picnic blankets out on the grass, and some are just watching from outside the rink at the people who are skating.

It wasn't actually that cold today, which made it perfect to be outside and chilly but not freezing to death.

There's no line at the stand, so we pass right through, stopping when we get to the counter.

In front of us there's a lady. She looks up as she arrives, a smile adorning her face.

"Hi!" I greet happily, still holding on to Harry, who's still behind me. It's like he's overlooking the entire thing since he's a lot taller than me. 

The girl smiles at me, her gaze then drifting to Harry, who still has a scowl on his face as he looks around the rink at the little kids and the families skating together.

I realize at that moment how weird we must look; with me sporting a big smile and being happy and excited, and then Harry being the complete opposite with a scowl and an angry attitude.

"It's just going to be the two of you?" The lady asks, looking back at me.

I nod, not saying anything as she jots down the number on her notepad and then tells us how much it's going to be.