You're Mine, Harry Styles.

Chapter 5- You're dating Harry Styles?!

ELIZABETH'S POV

I woke up feeling dazed. I had a really good dream last night. I grabbed my phone and saw that Harry had texted me. Oh, I guess it wasn't a dream. Wow. All I know is, last night was incredible. Was I falling for Harry? I was kind of scared at the thought. I had seen in the news that Harry dates a lot of girls. I didn't want to be another one of his little "friends" kept on a list. But I knew this was probably different. I actually felt something for Harry. And I hoped he felt it for me too. Ugh. I forgot I have school! Last night sure was too good to be true. I checked my phone and sure enough the test message from Harry was still there. I wasn't hallucinating. It read "Have a good day Lizzie. :) .x". I smiled a wide smile. He was just too good to be true. I waltzed to my bathroom and turned on the water for my shower. I was done really fast. Nerves I guess. I was still quite unsure what last night was made out to be. I know he kissed me and all...which was really nice by the way....but I didn't know if it was real to him or not. I hoped so. I put on my black hoodie and dark blue jeans with my black converse. I decided to put my hair in a sloppy bun today.

I rushed down stairs with anticipation. What was up with me? We just hung out. Right? I sighed and grabbed a granola bar. My mum had left me a note saying she had to leave early for a meeting. I guess I was walking, once again. I arrived at school just in time. Everyone was glaring at me when I walked in. What was going on..? I grabbed my books and ran to class. When I got to lunch Rain was looking at me intently. "Hey." I said sitting down with my tray. "Hello." she said still looking at me weirdly. "How was your weekend?" I asked biting into my apple. "Good." she said finally beginning to eat her lunch. She looked at me again. "What?" I finally said. Geez. What was her problem? "When were you going to tell me you're dating Harry Styles? Hmmm?" she said her eyes growing bigger by the second. "Uh.." I said looking away. "Huh?" she said again, demanding an answer. "I'm not...I mean we're not dating." I said looking away again. How did she find out about this? Does this whole school about our little hang out? That probably explains why everyone was looking at me weird today. Her eyes grew tight. Ugh. She was never going to give up on this.

"Look, I said, "we just hung out that's all." Her facial expression was full of doubt. "Uh huh." she said looking at me again. "Really, no big deal." I said trying to find an excuse to leave. I didn't want to have to deal with this anymore. She was obviously not going to let me leave. The bell rang. Thank God! I thought and ran to class."Lizzie!" she yelled at me. But it was too late, I was already heading to class. I was really surprised I made it home without any bothering from Amanda. This is new. Especially since she said "Stay away from Harry Styles." I was still trying to figure out what she meant by that. I got home and shut the door behind me with a loud bang. I was more paranoid than I thought. I decided to take a bath. That should help me sort things out. When I was about to get in the bath my phone started buzzing. I groaned and wrapped a towel around myself. It was Harry. Why would he be calling me? I thought.

"Hello?" I said.

"Lizzie?" he said. Who else would it be? I laughed in my head.

"Yesss?" I said smiling.

"Hey it's Harry." he said.

"I have caller ID you know." I said giggling.

"Oh, um yeah. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out..?" Aw crap. I was looking forward to my bath. Oh well.

"Uh yeah sure." I said.

"Great, what time do you want me to pick you up?" he asked. I glanced at the clock. It was 5.

"Erm...how about 5:30ish?" I asked.

"Alright, see ya then." he said a smile in his voice. He hung up.

I sighed. I hoped I could finally figure out my feelings for Harry. I wondered what we were gonna do. I was starting to get nervous. Calm down Lizzie, I told myself. He's just a guy. Huh. Yeah. Not just any guy. I sprinted to my closet still in my towel. I grabbed my Guns 'N Roses sweater, my black skinny jeans, and my black converse. I quickly slipped them on. I let my hair down and put a little mascara on. Grabbed my purse, and headed downstairs. I pulled out my phone. It was 5:30 exactly. I heard a knock on the door.