Rescued

Alli had been stolen, yet again, by Mike (her father). She was taken away from the only person she'd ever loved. Liam. What will him, and the other guys, do to get her back? How much are they willing to risk to save her? Sequel to Stolen

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36. Holding Hands

* Charlotte's POV

     The whole time during dinner I tried to scoot my chair closer to Harry. We kept making eye contact, but we would blush and look away awkwardly. A few times we would reach for our drinks at the same time and brush hands, but we would pull away quickly. Does he like me? The question was burning in my mind. Burning a big, gaping hole filled with insecurites and nervousness. I can't have what happened to me in the past drag me down. I brushed that thought out of my mind. I don't like to think about it.

     After the conversation over text Alli and I secretly had under the table, I was worried to do anything drastic such  as hold his hand. What if he doesn't like me? Would that be akward? Would if he likes someone else? What if he hates me? Oh my god I'm freaking out!

     Calm down Char, calm down. I said to myself taking a few yoga fire breaths.

     I jumped as I felt a small vibration coming from my lap, but I realized it was just my phone buzzing.

To: Char
From: Alli

What are you doin?!?! Make a move!!!

To: Alli
From: Char

I don't know what I'm doing...I'm afraid to do anything :-/

To: Char
From: Alli

Why?

To: Alli
From: Char

What if he doesn't like me, that would be akward, right?

To: Char
From: Alli

WTF? Have you seen the way he looks at you? HE LIKES YOU!!!!!

To: Alli
From: Char

Haha thanks...But I'm still nervous :(

To: Char
From: Alli

Well then grow a pair and take his hand!!!! If you don't do something, I will ;)

To: Alli
From: Char

I love you to death, but I really don't need you in my love life. We all know how that turned out ;)

To: Char
From: Alli

Yea, yea whatever haha :D go for it!

     I locked my phone and put it away. I took a few deep breaths. Now or never, I shrugged. My heart pounding wildy against my chest, I slipped my hand into his. His hand was big compared to mine, but they fit together perfectly. His hand was warm and soft. I sighed, loving every second of this.

     I glanced at him hopefully and he looked surprised at first, but then he gave me a huge grin. That was a relief and a complete waste of my nervousness. He did like me. Score!

     We stayed hand in hand for the rest of dinner with big, stupid smiles plastered all over our faces, but it was totally worth it to hold the Harry Styles hand.

    

    

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