y/n's pov
i jolted up from my sleep. i looked down to the floor to see harry sound asleep.
holy fuck. i thought.
i can't believe i dreamed of that. the kiss felt so real. and what's weird is i did have a crush of harry since before alex and i started dating.
i have no clue what i'm going to do!
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it's been three months since i had that dream. i still can't believe how real it felt. i felt the heartbreak, the kiss, and every emotion.
ever since then, i've been acting weird and harry's seemed to notice. alex has noticed to considering we haven't been hanging out as much, and when we would, i'd be off. i just don't know what to do. i still love alex but what do i feel towards harry? hopefully i'll find out sooner or later.
i had plans today to hang out with harry. we were going to have a shopping day because why not? plus he loves shopping with me. atleast i hope.
harry texts me saying he's on his way. i finish doing my makeup which is just a bit of light pink eyeshadow with mascara and some lip gloss. i put on my shoes, and grab my mini backpack and put all my things in it. i scroll through instagram for a few minutes until i hear a knock at the door. i put my phone in my back pocket and open the door to see a smiling harry.
"hello miss y/l/n," he says with a smile.
"why hello mr styles."
"you ready?"
"ready as i'll ever be."
we walk to his car and he drives us to the mall.
-time skip-
we've been walking around for about an hour, we stopped several times due to fans wanting to take pictures with harry. i find it fascinating watching harry interact with fans. the way he looks at them with so much love, the huge smile plastered on his lips, the way he wraps his arms around them, making them feel secure.
we continue walking around shops and talking about random things. we're walking through foot locker right now because i wanted a new pair of shoes.
"somethings up, i can tell. so what's on your mind," harry asks. "nothing i'm fine," i lie. "stop lying, i know when you're lying. tell me what's up." "nothings wrong, i promise," i say focusing on a nice pair of shoes. "somethings up, i can read you like a book. please tell me." i let out a sigh, "fine, just not here." "okay."
we walk around the mall a little more, as we approach his car, i ask, "can we stop at alex's house for a few minutes? i need to talk to him." "sure."
the car ride there was filled with silence. we soon arrive to alex's. as i open the door and step out i say, "i'll only be a few minutes."
i walk up to the porch and knock on the door. after a minute alex answers and looks surprised. "hey, i didn't know you were coming by," he says. "sorry i didn't say anything, i just need to talk to you. can i come in?" "sure, of course." "thank you."
he opens the door wider for me to come in. i slowly walk in and walk to the living room and sit on the couch. alex follows me and copy's my actions. "so what's up?" "um, i don't really know how to say this." "babe, just tell me, you can tell me anything. you know that." "uhm," a tear rolls down my cheek, "i-i'm really sorry alex." "about what? is everything okay?" "no," i sob. he moves closer to me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. "i love you so much, but i just can't be with you anymore." more tears fall from my eyes. "w-what?" "alex, i'm really sorry. i have to go, harrys waiting for me." "is it harry? is he the reason you're breaking up with me?" "yes. no. maybe. i'm sorry alex, you wouldn't understand. i'm leaving now."
