Minutes or hours maybe passed I honestly don't know as I lost track of time while I couldn't stop replaying what Harry had said, could it be true? is it possible that after all this time he developed feelings for me? Questions were running through my mind and I felt confused as ever, I have always had a thing for Harry.
However, I always refused to admit even to myself and I convinced myself through out the years that I was nothing but a friend to him and the same goes for him, I didn't want to be left heartbroken. He is a famous singer in one of the most known bands in the world, for sure he wouldn't want to be seen with a normal girl like me. I was nothing special, not a singer nor a model or some famous actor, even though I knew Harry wouldn't care about any of that cause he isn't that superficial still I couldn't help, but doubt.
True that Tia is also not some famous girl, but she had her own blog and youtube channel. People loved her and adored her charismatic character, so she was considered to be somewhat famous, since people knew who she is. She had tried couple of times to get me on her channel and I must say she did convince me one day, but I just wasn't comfortable, it was so awkward, never again.
It is what it is, I am not a people person, this is who I am, simple as it is. Imagine how would I look like next to the gorgeous Harry Styles with my off personality, people will hate me! they will for sure think of me as a stuck up bitch who's with him just for fame and I will only ruin his reputation. I can't allow that to happen.
"Ughhh Harry, why did you have to call and confuse me" I yelled as I let out a frustrated sigh.
"Why are you confused" I heard his raspy voice, it couldn't be. It must be my imagination, how did he know that I was here.
I turned around to see him indeed standing right behind me, his eyes were glassy and I could see the reflection of the full moon in his eyes. I wished I could just go up to him and kiss those inviting lips of his, but no. I was stronger than this, I won't let him play me, he is only feeling what he is feeling for me cause he thought I was slipping away and I no longer gave him my full attention. Guys are all the same whether they were the sweetest or the meanest, their ego comes first. In Harry's situation, it's his ego that wants me not him.
"What are you doing here? and how did you know that I was here?" I snapped.
"I didn't know you were here, this is my favourite spot. I like to come here to relax and not think of anything, I didn't know it's yours also." he said as he stepped closer to sit next to me.
The nerves of this guy, he really thinks he could come and sit next to me like nothing had happened!
"You smell Harry, have you been drinking a lot?" I asked and I couldn't hide my concern. I knew he was drinking, but not to this point, the scent was too strong.
"Why? you care now love?" he turned his face to meet mine.
"Stop calling me "love", I am not you're love" I snapped again, I don't know why I was snapping at him in all honesty.
"I have always called you love, it never bothered you! or are you someone else's love now?" he asked, and I swear I couldn't miss the venom in his words.
"I don't know what you're talking about and don't come any closer you stink" in all honesty I did know what he was talking about, but I just didn't feel like arguing more with him and I so wanted him to come closer I just wasn't sure if I could prevent myself from kissing him. The more space there is between me and him the better.
"Ugh for fuck sake quite acting dumb and making a fool out of me and yourself" I flinched at his tone, he was shouting! this was a first, true we fought and all, but he never shouted. My eyes were stinging, my tears were threatening to fall at any second.
