~Nobody compares~

Tori is just an average teenage girl, working in a small coffee shop with a boss that is a jerk. When she runs into teen heartthrob Harry styles, he doesn't get the normal reaction he expects from her, which makes him like her even more. Read to find out what she does, and the risks she takes throughout the story. Is it worth it in the end, does she do the right thing? Or does she risk it all for nothing?


13. The feels

When I got home I went straight to my room, my mom was still at work. She was working late tonight. As I lied on my bed my body collapsed and I couldn't move. I was tired, and started feeling depressed and useless. My life was a mess right now and I didn't know what to do with it. I had to apologize to Harry for acting the way I did.

I jumped and woke up as I heard a strange noise. I looked over at the clock and it was 5. I slept for 2 hours. 'Damn' I mumbled. I turned over and checked my phone, nothing besides a twitter notification. I heard the noise again and froze. It sounded weird. I waited to see if it would make the noise again, and it did. I shot up out of my bed and listened again. 'Ping' I looked over in the direction it was coming from, my window. I cautiously walked over and opened the curtain. I cracked open the window when I heard it again. Looking down I saw Harry rubbing his head 'shit' he cursed. "Harry! What are you doing!" I yelled down at him. "Tori! It's about time!" He shouted. "I thought you would never come!" He said. "What-why-no...how long have you been here?!" I asked him. "Ohh like ten minutes. Trying to get your attention!" He shouted. "Harry, I have a front door, and there's this little thing called a doorbell." I snapped. "Don't be mean!" He frowned. "I did this cause I saw it in a movie and its romantic, so I tried it. And I hit the right window this time!" He said sounding pleased with himself. I raised my eyebrow at him. "But what they don't show on the movies is where the rock comes back and hits you in the head" he frowned, reaching back up to rub his head. I laughed at his remark and he smiled. "Finally I got a laugh out of you!" He grinned. "So can I come in or what?" He asked. "Uhhh, I don't know...." I said a bit confused. "You know, I think my head is bleeding" he said waiting for my reaction. "Fine. Come in and I'll check. The front door is unlocked" I said closing my window. I looked down and saw I still had my apron on. I quickly ran into my closet to change. I looked around, seeing no sweatpants so I grabbed some black yoga pants and a purple tank top. I pulled my waist long curly brown hair into a long ponytail and put a headband to secure the little flyways. I halfway turned to look in the mirror to make sure I looked okay, but then I thought, 'nah, it's just Harry'. I walked out of the closet and heard him knocking on my bedroom door. "Come in" I shouted, running over to sit on my bed. He came in and I pointed to a white chair across from my bed. "Uh, you can sit there" I mumbled. He shrugged and went to sit down. "My head isn't bleeding" he said, smirking. "Good" I laughed. "So, I know you don't want to hear this, but I just wanted to let you know again how sorry I am. I haven't stopped thinking about you. I still can't believe what happened the other day. I'm such an idiot." He said frowning, looking at the floor so he wouldn't have to make eye contact with me. "And, I was going to come see you this morning, but rehearsals ran late, and the boys made me stay. So I'm sorry I didn't come see you. I wish we could just put all of this behind us, and start over. But I know you wouldn't want to do that, you hate me. And I would hate me too if I was you." He shook his head, " I would hate me a lot, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come, It just makes it harder for me" he stood up and headed to the door. I got up off my bead and ran to grab him. "Harry wait!" I shouted. "I'm sorry!" I said wrapping my arms around his neck to hug him. He acted shocked and didn't know how to respond, but he finally hugged me and didn't let go. It was the first time we hugged. And I didn't really know why I was being so nice, the other day i was being so harsh on himbut it was hard to be mean to the kid, he just said all of that to me. But he was wrong, "I don't hate you Harry, please don't think I do. I should be the one apologizing. I shouldn't have put you through all of that. It just shocked me and I was overwhelmed." I mumbled into his neck. I tried to pull back from the hug, but he wouldn't let me. "Please don't let go" he said. "I thought you hated me, It's been really hard on me, I kinda have feelings for you tori, actually I Do have feelings for you, and I'm done trying to hide it." He said. I finally got enough strength to pull back. "What? You have feelings for me?" I asked. His eyes got big. "Um, yeah. Sorry I said it. I made this worse. Man I'm so stupid" he said walking away from me. "No Harry, I'm just surprised." I said. "He turned around and scrunched his eyebrows together. "Surprised? About what?" He asked walking back over to me. "Your Harry styles, your not supposed to like, have feelings for, we'll you know...." I dragged on. "What?" He demanded. "Girls like me!" I exclaimed. "What?" He asked. "Tori, you don't give yourself half the credit you should, your, your just, just, oh my gosh" he mumbled. "Why didn't you finish that sentence....." I frowned "See you know what I mean, I'm nothing. You can do so much better than me harry, I don't see why you waste your time" I walked back over and laid down on my bed. I looked at his puzzled face. "Tori, your more than a guy could ever want. Don't put yourself down like that, your amazing. And never let anyone tell you different. I have never met a girl like you before, your so different" I raised my eyebrow. "Different In a good way, your cute, snappy, and funny, and very pretty, and even though you hate me or don't like me, just know that I will always feel this way about you. Your, your beautiful." He said. He looked at me for a minute, then turned to leave. And I didn't stop him. "Bye" he mumbled. I didn't have a answer for what he just said to me, I mean who would? I would text him later, but for now, I had to think about what he just said to me.
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