Love Me For Me (A Harry Styles FanFiction)

"Hey! Do you have tissue?"

"No i don't... Wait what happened to your face? Why is your cheeks bruised? I-Its bleeding..."

"N-Nothing. Nevermind then."

He, the boy with choclate perfectly straight hair, grabbed my hand and turned me around. He took out a navy blue checkered napkin and wiped my face.

I stared at his beautiful green eyes as he continue to gently dabbed my bruised skin with his napkin.

"Harry! We got to go!" a woman around my mother's age called him, holding plenty of plastic bags.

"Coming mom!" he smiled at me, flashing two adorable dimple and he gave me a quick kiss on the cheeks before skipping off to his mom.

I looked at his napkin, there's some words sewed on it.

I read the three words that keep running through my mind since then.

Harold Edward Styles.