Our Little Secret (15+)

**"I went over to her, pulling her arm and going into the prop room. "HEY! DID I SAY YOU COULD TOUCH ME?" she screamed. "Why do you hate me so much?" I say coldly.Her eyes widen and she looks at her feet at a loss for worse. "Is there even a reason?" I say softly. She looks up into my eyes. "Harry I-" she stopped with her mouth open, not knowing what to say. I laugh to myself. "We used to be so close." I touched her cheek and she surprisingly leaned into it, her eyes closed. "Sometimes a little too close." I smile.She opens her eyes and pushes my hand away. She shakes her head no. "Why Olivia? Because at the moment I don't know the reason why I hate you." I said getting out of the prop room. Did I just say that to her? I stop and think about going back. I can't I already said it, but it wasn't true. I don't hate her. I like her. A lot"**

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10. Chapter 8


Olivia's P.O.V

I walk into the music room and place my bag on the same seat as yesterday. "Hey." i hear his voice say smoothly. I turn around and Harry sits behind me with his music sheet. "Ready to hear it?" he says. "Brian hasn't started yet." I say.

"He started about five minutes ago, you know, when the lesson started." he says feeling oh-so clever. I make a hard face and finally say, "What was with you today? Ignore me and then try and make a move on me? What's wrong Styles?"

"Do you want to hear what I've got or not?" he says annoyed. I sigh and say, "Fine." "Grab the guitar." he says as he grabs the portable piano. I get the guitar and follow him out on the grassy area.

He sits down on the ground and places the music sheet in front of him. I sit beside him and see he made a guitar part. "Just follow along and see what you think." he puts his hands on the piano but i stop him.

"How about, with your piano, and my idea." I pull out my music sheet. He looks at me funny. i shrug and say, "It's a collaboration." I place the paper in front of me and we start to play. Then, the singing starts and I get instant chills:

Now you were standing there right in front of me
I hold on it's getting harder to breathe
All of a sudden these lights are blinding me
I never noticed how bright they would be

I saw in the corner there is a photograph
No doubt in my mind it's a picture of you
It lies there alone in its bed of broken glass
This bed was never made for two

I'll keep my eyes wide open
I'll keep my arms wide open

He looks at me with bright green eyes.

Don't let me
Don't let me
Don't let me go
'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

Don't let me
Don't let me go
'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

I promised one day that I'll bring you back a star
I caught one and it burned a hole in my hand oh
Seems like these days I watch you from afar
Just trying to make you understand
I'll keep my eyes wide open yeah

Don't let me
Don't let me
Don't let me go
'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone
Don't let me
Don't let me go

Don't let me
Don't let me
Don't let me go
'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

I start to sing with him.

Don't let me
Don't let me
Don't let me go
'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

Don't let me
Don't let me go
'Cause I'm tired of sleeping alone

After we finished, I find myself unable to look away. We start to lean closer. What are you doing?What about Louis? I could hardly hear that little voice as a louder one is screaming BLOODY HELL, JUST KISS HIM ALREADY! I can't though. I breathe in deeply and stop myself, pushing him away. I grab my bag and my sheet. I glance down at him and walk back into the building. I can't believe I almost kissed him!

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