Kiss Me Slowly

I was best friends with Niall Horan and was like a little sister to the rest of the boys in One Direction. But that was it. A little sister. That was all he would see me as. He as in the curly haired one. The one with the dimples and the four nipples. He as in the guy I'm in love with.


15. Shut Up And Kiss Me

Dylan's POV

It's been 4 days since i walked away from Harry. I haven't talked to any of the guys except for Niall since then. He's told me about this new girl he's met called Jadyn and how they've spent a lot of time together. I was so happy for him that he's finally found the right girl and she sounded like such a sweetheart.

I should've showed Harry the tweets that day. It's just, I guess I was too mad at the things he said to me. Now it was too late. I'm sure if he wanted to speak with me again, he would've called or something.

I've stayed in another hotel in LA for the past few days. I haven't been out at all. Instead I've stayed in my suite watching movies and ordering room service.

The boys told me that things would change with Harry once we started a relationship and that we wouldn't be friends like before and I didn't listen. Turns out they were right.


Harry's POV

"Styles! Come join us!" Eleanor said as I made my way into the kitchen.

The four boys and Eleanor were all in the living room area, chatting and on their phones.

I shook my head. "I'm fine thanks"

I was wearing nothing but boxers and I've been in bed all day. My hair was a mess and I'm pretty sure my breath smelt like a two week old pie.

"He's been like this every since the other day when he broke up with Dylan" Louis said to her.

Eleanor's eyes widened. "What! Why hasn't she told me this! Why?!"

"Apparently she was getting really over protective and jealous of Hazza's new friend. We've all tried calling her but she hasn't picked up except for Niall's calls." Zayn explained.

"It's all pretty confusing though. Dyl isn't one to get jealous" Niall said. "I've been to see her but she just won't tell me what's going on."

I rolled my eyes. "Guys I'm right here, would you mind talking about me when I'm gone?"

Eleanor stood up. "Did she tell you who Aimee truly was?" She called out to me.

I looked at her, confused. "She said she wasn't who she said she is but that was all. What's with you girls not trusting Aimee?"

Eleanor groaned before grabbing Niall's computer off him.

"Hey! What are you doing?" He cried out.

"Just wait!" She said as she started typing something in. "Styles come here!" she ordered and I slowly made my way to her.

"Look at this!" She pointed at the screen.

I sighed. "Look El, I'm not really in the mood for-"

I stopped when I saw what she showed me. It was a profile for Aimee under the name of @aimeestyles1. The girl in the profile picture looked exactly like my new friend.

"What?" I muttered as she showed the the tweets.

@aimeestyles1: can dylan just go die please? harry's mine! xxxxxx

@aimeestyles: i think dylan is just ugly and not as pretty as me. xxx

"What... how can this... I don't believe it..." I stuttered in shock.

Everyone was now silent. Eleanor pat me on the shoulder. "I'm sorry Styles, I'm not sure why Dylan didn't tell you... but it's the truth"

I slowly sat on the sofa and put my hands over my head.

"I fucked it up didn't I?" I looked at the boys and Eleanor.

They didn't say anything. 

"Maybe not though," Niall smiled at me. "I think she's missing you too."

"I still can't believe that Aimee was just a crazy fan pretending to be the girl she was." I shook my head.

"Well, what are you waiting for Styles! Got get her!" Louis smacked me on the back.

I winced in pain. "Thanks for that Louis" I said and he laughed.

"I'll drive you" Liam offered.

I looked over at him. We haven't really talked about what happened with Dylan and him and ever since I forgave him, it hasn't really been the same. That's why I was surprised when he offered.

"Wow thanks Liam" I smiled. "Just let me get ready." I got up making my way to my room in the suite.

"You might want to brush you teeth as well Styles!" Eleanor shouted. "You stink!"


Liam's POV

Even though a part of me still was hurting whenever I saw Dylan and Harry together, I couldn't stand watching my best mate sad. Niall gave us the address of the hotel and we drove there.

"Wait" Harry said to me. "Before we go, I just need to take care of one thing." He gave me an address and I drove to the destination without asking any questions. 

He got out of the car. "You should probably stay here." He smiled at me.

I nodded and watched him say something into the intercom outside the apartment building.


Harry's POV

I knocked on her door and she opened it with a smile.

"Harry!" She said. "Is everything ok? I haven't heard from you for a few days."

I shook my head. "Actually, things are not ok, I know who you are Aimee and I know you've been sending hate to Dylan and tried to steal me away from her. God! I was so stupid for thinking you would just be a normal girl but you've been lying to me about everything!"

"Harry... what are you-" 

I cut her off. "Save it Aimee, I don't need to hear your shit. And you can stop contacting me and my friends and stop sending hate to Dylan. She doesn't deserve it."

She looked at me and didn't say anything so I continued.

"And don't ever think about hurting us or making up bullshit stories because it will all come back and haunt you." I was starting to get really mad. "I never want to see or hear from you again."

Without saying anything else, I walked away and made my way back to the car.

"Everything ok?" Liam asked me.

I smiled and nodded. "Nearly"


Dylan's POV

This was my tenth romantic comedy in the last few days. Right now, I was watching 500 Days of Summer. I opened up a tube of brand new cookies and cream ice cream and sat on the bed in my hotel room. I was wearing a grey singlet and my penguin pyjama shorts and my hair was in a high bun. 

This was the best way to forget about Harry. I had already ran out of tears since the night I left.

As I got to the part where Joseph Gordon-Levitt does the dance on the street, I heard a knock on the door.

I put my ice cream aside and opened the door.

"I didn't order any room-" I paused when I saw who was standing there.


"Hi Dyl" He looked very serious.

"Why are you here? And how did you find out my room number?" I asked him.

"Oh the guy at the desk had a daughter who was a fan so I gave him free tickets in exchange for your room number." He replied.


"You didn't answer my first question." I said, arms crossed.

"Dylan, I made a mistake and I'm here to fix it. Why didn't you tell me about Aimee that night?" He looked me in the eyes and said softly.

I looked down. "I guess I was too busy being mad at you for what you said about me."

"You know I didn't mean them Dyl, I'm sorry." He tilted my chin up.

I sighed. "What makes you think that I'll forgive you Harry?"

He moved closer to me as we were still standing in the doorway. "Whenever we're together, I feel like... like there's nothing else that matters in the world. I've never felt this way about a girl before. And I know what I said a couple of days ago might've hurt you, but I just want you to know that I know now, I know that you were right about Aimee. And I'm truly sorry."

He ran his hands up and down my cheeks. I stood there, I didn't know what to say. I really wanted to forgive Harry. But I wasn't sure I could. He let a girl he had just met get in our way and I know I should've told him, but I guess... I don't know... I wasn't sure what to do, maybe I just needed a break from him for a while. But again, I was still in love with him.

"Please forgive me" He whispered and kissed my hand.

I took a deep breath. "I forgi-"

I got interrupted by his lips crashing into mine. He kissed me passionately as I ruffled my hands in his hair and he placed his arms around my waist. After a while, I pulled back.

"Wait, you did sort things out with Aimee right?" I asked him.

He nodded. "She won't be bothering us again." He said before kissing me again.

I pulled back again. "And I just want to make this clear, I wasn't jealous at all."

He laughed. "I'm sure you weren't" He kissed me.

I pulled back again. "I'm serious" I giggled.

He grinned and shook his head. "Dyl, just shut up and kiss me."



I'm sorry to all of you who thought she should've just told him about the tweets but as I explained in this chapter, she was too mad to even tell him aha :) But don't you worry! It's all sunshines and rainbows now! 
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