I should have kissed you

This is a story about a girl and her struggles with the famous Harry Styles from the boy band 1D.
She has troubles figuring out what she should do and to help her she has her best friend Amy that will always stand by her side what ever happens.


1. I should have kissed you


I should have kissed you

I ran, I ran as fast as I could down the street. I never want to see that boy again after what he did to me.

 I woke up in my bestfriend Amy’s bed. I didn’t understand why I ran to Amy, why didn’t I go home instead?

 - E, are you up?

I heard Amy’s voice from the bathroom. She came to the bed and sat down with a towel in her hair.

 - How are you? You came here crying last night and didn’t tell me why.

 - I’m sorry A. I will tell you about it when we eat, is there any food downstairs? I asked her and smiled.

 - Yeah, go downstairs and I will come in a minute. And then you WILL tell me everything, she said.


15 minutes later Amy came down.

 - Well, that took more than a minute A, I said sarcastically.

 - Blah, blah! I needed to blow dry my hair to my friend, Amy said and we both laughed.

I took two bowls and put them on the table while Amy grabbed two spoons from the dishwasher.

 - You can’t take dirty spoons from the dishwasher! I screamed.

 - They’re clean! Amy screamed back.

We sat by the table eating ice cream, the best breakfast ever when you feel down. Amy asked me about last night.

 - He’s just a stupid idiot! I don’t want to talk about this, I said to her.

 - It’s okay, you can’t keep your feelings for yourself. I will listen like I always do and then tell you what I think you should do.

Amy is so supportive when it comes to things like this. I don’t know how she can give great advice.

 - Okay, so it started when I came to Harry’s place. We were about to make some food when his phone ringed. He asked me if it was okay if he could answer and I said yes just to be nice, you know. But I shouldn’t said yes.

 - Yeah, and then? Amy asked.

 - He talked to the person who called for ten minutes maybe and then he said he was sorry. After we had dinner we watched Love Actually and we cuddled a bit. We looked at each other and Harry leaned in for a kiss.

 - Sweet lord! Amy interrupted.

 - Well, it wasn’t that sweet actually, I said with tears in my eyes.

 - Oh, E! Please don’t start crying, I will start too if you do.

I couldn’t help it, my tears were streaming down my face.

 - We didn’t kiss, I said and dried my cheeks.

 - What? Why?

 - I couldn’t, I couldn’t do it. I moved my head and I told him to go kiss his girlfriend instead. The one he talked to in the phone, I said and the tears were streaming down my face again.

 - He wouldn’t go there with you if he had a girlfriend?

 - I don’t know, maybe…

 - Well, you don’t know that he has a girlfriend! Amy said and hugged me.

I hugged her back and I didn’t want to let her go. That’s why she’s my best friend.

Amy and I spent the whole day together in the apartment watching films and eating more ice cream. It was now 8 p.m. and I got a text. From Harry. I didn’t want to answer it an then I got texts for the next ten minutes until Amy looked at me.

 - If you’re not going to answer that boy, I will, she said.

 - I will, just not now!

I got one more text and Amy threw herself over me and grabbed my phone.


Harry’s P.O.V

 When I leaned in for a kiss she moved her head. I didn't get why she did, I thought she liked me. When this awkward moment was over she said that she had to leave. She took her jacket, her bag and ran out. I followed her out and saw her run away in the dark.

 The day after I texted her and when she didn't answer I texted her again. I gave up after four texts. Why didn't she answer me? Ten minutes after the fourth text i got an answer which said;

" I'm sorry for running away the other night. I don't know why I did. I'm so sorry and I really want to see you again. Would you like to catch up again soon?"




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