Rotation. - A Harry Styles Fan - Fiction

"Harry, I do love you, but... But I can't," I shivered to the words I had just spoken. I did love Harry, I really did but I can't..

"Why not!?" He yelled back at me.

"Harry! Please! Your making this even harder!" A tear trickled down my face. I held my breath, waiting to hear the rest.

"Any other girl would swoon over me!, I have millions of fans waiting for me. They would do anything. Just for ME! Rosie don't make this hard on yourself here! If you would just say 'yes of-course!', Rosie I love you! I know you feel the same!" He screamed back at me.

"Not everythings always about YOU! Harry. I...I...I, I don't love just YOU".
I watched as Harry fell mentally, the shaddered peices of his broken heart falling down.

"Who?" he whispered to me. Walking closer to me.

"Harry, I can't tell! You'll hate him!" I shaded my face away from his angry glare.

He just walked away.
I slid down on the wall.

What will I ever do?

Rosie Marie Gardener.

What have you done?

Harry hates you.


9. Chapter Nine.

Chapter Nine.

I unlocked the air, my hair swaying in the light breeze behind me. I hopped into the van, the breeze touched my soft lips then left a light snow kiss on my cheek. I closed the car door. I'm not saying it was cold or anything, but it was a bit chilly.


I looked around, The Carnival staring back at me, waiting for me to go on rides or something. I searched around for the boys. They mustn't be here yet, I turned around and laid back against my car door.


"Rosie!" I heard a sweet British accent yell. I looked around and saw a red faced boy run after me, well to me.


"Louis!" I say as I crash against him in a hug. I pulled away and grinned at him.


"I haven't seen you in ages, what was this surprise? Carrot?" I laughed at him and looked over to Niall.


"Secret" I pulled my finger to my lips. I looked around for Harry, he was there. But he didn't dare to look at me.


"Harry" I said smiling at him. He didn't look at me, I just wanted him to get more annoyed than he already was.


"Mhhm" he hummed. He still didn't look at me, his feet kicking pebbles at the ground.


"Look at me" I say laughing. All of a sudden, I hear a round of 'ooohs' and 'aaahhhs'. Harry looks up, his face glowing. God, Harry is sexy!


Rosie, get a hold of yourself.


"So, guys" I question them all. They look at me confusingly.


"The last one to the ticket booth is a rotten pinapple!" I yell and start to run, Liam instantly catchs up to me.


"NO YOU DON'T!" I yell and start to run a-little faster this time.


"I can go even faster Rosie!" he yells back and starts to go full speed ahead. I laugh and look back , Liam being infront of me and all the other boys playing around and being idiots.


"Guys! who's the rotten pinapple here?" I laugh at them and start to run again. They soon try to catch up.


At the end, Harry was the rotten pinapple.


I guess, he didn't feel like running?



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