Can We Feel The Same

Avaly has lived next to the obnoxious, flirty, annoying Harry Styles her whole life. She is finally relieved when he makes it to the big times. He's been gone for 2 years and she's beginning to miss him bugging her every morning before school, but when he comes home for the holidays will old feelings resurface?

Author~ i know this is kind of cliche but i never find love hate fanfics anymore so i thought i'd write my own.


8. Only a Dream

"Ava... Ava, you need to wake up!" Someone shouted at me whilst shaking my shoulder. I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut not wanting to wake up. Turning on my side i fell hard on the ground. "What the hell!" I sat up and rubbed my bum. Lily was standing over me and we were still in mom's new sewing room. "You slept in here all night." She answered the already forming question in my mind. "Wait... did i leave the house?" I asked remembering the vivid memory or dream or whatever it was i had. 

"Nope, you were asleep in this chair, didn't move a muscle. But i did hear you sleep talking... You and Harry... Eh?" She raised an eyebrow making me turn crimson. So, what happened with me and Harry was just a dream after all. I was slightly disappointed because it felt so real and i liked it, but then again i don't want things to change between me and Harry. "Okay, enough with boy talk is there breakfast?" 

Apparently My mom and Dad left early in the morning to pick up grandma, who lives all the way in Bradford, for the holidays. They probably won't be back for awhile. It was fend for yourself breakfast and i went with a bowl of cereal. As soon as i sat down on the couch to watch cartoons the doorbell rang. "Ugh, Lily can you get that?" I yelled upstairs to her. "I'm busy, why don't you get it.!" She shouted back at me. I groaned again before setting my bowl on the coffee table then stood up and walked to the front door. 

"Good Morning!" 4/5 of One Direction sounded simultaneously, strange there was no Harry. "What are you all doing here?" I asked a little annoyed. Niall smiled innocently and rocked back and forth on his heals. "We were hoping, since you're a girl, that you might want to help us cook breakfast. Anne's gone and Harry is couped up in his room and me and the lads are starving." They all gave me the puppy dog face, damn it i hate when people do that to me. "All right, come in. I'll teach you the art of making waffles." I stood aside and let the boys come in. 

"You mix the pancake mix with a whisk then you just poor it onto the waffle maker like so..." I showed them and they all oh-ed and aw-ed. It really wasn't all that complicated so they quickly caught on and soon started making waffles on their own. Done with my lesson i dusted my hands on my jeans then returned to my spot on the couch. 

My cereal had gone all mushy so i stood back up and went to throw it away. I had made a huge mistake by leaving four boys with pancake batter in my kitchen. They were covered head to tow in pancake mix and not to mention it covered the cabinets and counters. Not realizing i was standing in the doorway Louis took a handful of batter and threw it at Niall who was standing directly in front of me. He ducked sparing him of being hit but i wasn't that lucky. 

It hit me square in the chest and covered my favorite doctor who t-shirt. I tried to control my anger but it wasn't working. "You Idiots! This is one of my favorite shirts, i expect all of you to cleanup this kitchen then go back to Harry's house and clean yourselves up and don't expect me to let you in my house again!" I shouted at them while they looked at their feet ashamed. 

I left them to clean up while i pulled of my shirt and headed to the washer. Left in just my tang top that i hadn't processed that it was see through i answered the knock at the door. "What can i possibly help you with?" I asked exhausted and still mad from earlier. None other than Harry Styles himself was standing on my porch with his mouth hung opened. I looked down and saw that you could clearly see my pink zebra striped bra from the thin material. Instantly i covered my chest. "Stop gawking styles!" I ran into the living room and grabbed a blanket to cover myself with.

Harry had followed me. "Ava can we talk about what happened at the restaurant yesterday?" He asked while pulling me into a nearby room which was the guestroom. "Well, i guess." Harry sighed and sat down on the bed. 

"Why do you hate me? Is there a real reason? Because all these years i've known you i have tried and tried to get you to like me but you just don't. Why?" I was shocked. Messing with the necklace around my neck i tried to think of a good explanation but not a single one came. Did i really hate him? Or has my mind been lying to me all these years. "See, you don't have an answer. Avaly, do you remember the day before i left for X-factor?" 

I nodded and silently urged him to go on. "Well, that day i was going to tell you that i... love you." He whispered the last 2 words. Honestly my heart stopped. Did he just say he loved me? I didn't have time to respond before he continued talking. "I need to know now, how you truly feel about me. I can't keep playing this never ending game between us. I need to know if it's time for me to move on." 

I finally got the courage to say what i needed to say. "Don't move on, please. I'm not sure what i feel for you but i know something's there... i never really hated you, i guess i couldn't let myself fall for you so i tried to hate you." Harry stood up and towered above me. Our eyes were glued to each other and i let him bring his hand to rest on my cheek. My breathing hitched and i suddenly got flashes of my dream from last night. Somehow this time it was different. I glanced at his lips that looked so irresistible. He got the memo and he leaned in slowly testing to see if i would pull back. I didn't. 

Our lips met in a firework of passion and lust. The kiss was cut short when i stumbled back and tripped over the desk chair which caused me to hit my head on the desk. Harry was quickly hovering over me trying to see if i was okay. "Damn, that hurt." I rubbed the back of my head and tried to stand up, but Harry wouldn't let me. "Easy, take it easy. Let me carry you to get some ice." 

A/N- Sorry for the long, long, long, wait for an update, i have been busy and i was stuck on this story for awhile but here you go it's not much but it's there and pleas if you haven't already comment/like/favorite it would mean a lot to me.

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