What Are The Odds

Estrella is just a regular teenage girl that is lusting over Harry Styles from the boy band One Direction. She's a realist and knows that she would never get the chance but little did she know that fate would be on her side. She bumps into Harry at the mall but doesn't confess to knowing who he is. Will she tell him the truth about knowing who he is and will she tell him about her troubled past in order to let their relationship bloom.


49. Stop The Tape and Rewind


Harry’s P.O.V

                Its things like this that make me feel the way I do about Estrella. I mean who sneaks into abandoned ice factories to ice skate? She knows how to have a good time no matter what and is always keeping me on my toes; she’s just not boring like all the other girls I’ve been with. Eventually I get tired of skating and falling on my bum that I decided to sit down for a break. As I stare out towards the ice I see everyone having a blast. Estrella and Natasha haven’t fallen once and are doing little tricks, show offs. Not one of them has a frown on their face and it hits me, we’re leaving tomorrow. Estrella’s finally realizes that I’m not on the ice and comes my way.

                “Why the sad face? You don’t like skating?” she asks while she stands in front of me.

                “NO! I just… I was looking out at you guys and this is honestly the most happy that we’ve all been on this tour and it’s all going to be over tomorrow.” I replied

                “Oh.” was all she said.

                I got up from the bench and hugged her.

                “Don’t take me wrong I love my job but sometimes it just sucks when I have to leave the people I love.”I said.

                As soon as I heard the last word I said I froze. I said love… I love her. I stood quite to see if she noticed what I said and of course she did, she listens to everything I have to say. I love that she does but right now I didn’t.

                “What did you just say?” she said looking me straight in the eyes.

Estrella’s P.O.V

                Love? Did he just say what I thought he said? He said love didn’t he?

                “What did you just say?” I asked because I had to be sure I wasn’t making shit up in my head.

                “That I love my job.” he replied

                He looked scared. Why would he look scared if he didn’t say anything extreme, like the word love!

                “No, after that?” I asked again.

                He sighed. “I said that it just sucks when I have to leave the people I love.”

                SO HE DID SAY IT!

                Oh shit, he said the people I love, that’s like saying I love you right? He’s leaving me to go back on tour. HOLY MOTHER OF GOD HARRY JUST SAID HE LOVES ME! Calm down Estrella, maybe he didn’t mean it in that way. Crap he’s looking at me for a response, what the hell am I suppose to say? I’ve never told a guy I loved him before, I’m not even sure I know what love is anymore. Next thing I knew Harry just skated away, maybe he didn’t mean it like that after all. But then I heard Natasha screaming out to me.


                I skated up to Natasha as fast as I could; I need to talk to her before we went back to the guys.

                “Natasha I think, I think Harry just told me he loves me.” I said.

                Natasha’s P.O.V

                “HE WHAT!” she screamed and I clamped her mouth shut with my hand.

                “Shut the fuck up!” I said through clenched teeth.

                She licked my hand.

                “EWWW! What the hell Natasha you don’t have to be so gross.” I responded

                “Well get your hand off my mouth. So… can you repeat that again?” she said

                “I said that Harry told me he loved me… well at least I think he did.”

                “There’s no “I think” Estrella, it’s either he did or he didn’t” Natasha explained.

                I told her what Harry said and how I froze.

                “Don’t say anything about it okay. If he really meant it the way he did he will bring it up again.” she said.

                “Are you sure Natasha?” I asked

                “Yes cunt, now just don’t act awkward around him, act natural.” she said while we were walking towards the boys.

                “Did I just hear the word cunt?” Niall asked.

                I laughed at the thought of Niall saying “shower of cunts” and they all looked at me like I was crazy.

                “Just hurry up so we can go eat!” I said.

                We all went out to eat and I tried to act normal like nothing was wrong but I couldn’t stop replaying the scene in my head. Natasha kept trying to keep me in the conversation, I guess she thought if my mouth was running my mind wouldn’t be but it didn’t work. Before I knew it we were all back at the suite and I noticed a shift in the mood. Everyone had a sad look on their face; I guess it was hitting them that by this time tomorrow we weren’t going to be all together. Liam went to call Danielle and Louis went to call Eleanor. Niall dashed to the bathroom, I’m guessing the Mexican food didn’t settle well so it was just me, Natasha, Harry and Zayn. We were just sitting outside on the balcony in complete silence… well not really since we could hear the screaming fans below.

                “I can’t take this anymore!” Natasha said and stormed off.

                She never shows it but she’s a big cry baby. I’m guessing that the thought of saying goodbye was getting to much. Zayn went to run after her and that left just me and Harry. The silence was never awkward with Harry but tonight it made itself present so I just stared at the stars.

                “I’ve always loved watching the stars, maybe it’s because my name technically means star.” I said.

                Harry started to laugh. “Maybe that has to do with it.”

                “Well you love stars too” I said pointing to his tattoo

                “Yea I guess I do.” he said and we both laughed.

                Just like that the awkwardness dissolved. The next thing I knew I was waking up the next morning to the sound of zippers zipping and the view of Harry rolling out his suitcase to the living room. It’s times like these where I wish I could stop the tape and rewind.

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