Win Me

My friend one a trip to stay with 1D.. I HATE THEM.. or do I? Can one of them break through my rough edges... maybe more then one....
You need to read to find out


6. New Thoughts

I ran over to Harry kneeling down beside his body that was rocking back, and forth on the ground.

"I am so sorry Harry!" I said. I heard a click. I looked over, and my golf ball just so happened to bounce off of Harry's junk, and into the hole.

"OH MY GOD!! I WIN" I said standing up, and throwing my hands in the air.

"No way" Harry said. He was still holding onto his groin, but he was looking up now.

I just started to laugh hysterically. He slowly stood up, and was looking at me.

"I think you should still give me a kiss, I mean you wounded me" He said smirking.

My initial thought was ew.. but if I wanted to make Zayn jealous I knew that I would have to atleast act like im crazy about Harry.

I smiled, and slowly started walking back over to Harry.

"just one" I said sticking  arm out, and then making a one with my one finger. I walked up to him, but was surprised by what he did. He grabbed me by the waist, and pulled me in close. He looked at me, at my eyes, and then kissed me.

It wasn't anything like mine, and Zayn's kiss. It wasn't slowly, and gently... it was.... romantic. It was like in  a movie when a guy grabbed the girl, and kissed her. It was somewhat passionate.

He pulled away, but I stayed exactly where I was my lips still some what sticking out. I was surprised at how I felt... I liked it. I bit my lip as I thought about it. He giggled, "Was that okay?" He asked cutely. He sounded kind of nervous about it, and that was a side that you never saw of Harry Styles.

He was usually the cocky confident guy, but he looked just about as confused, and nervous as I did.

I nodded my head slowly still biting my lip, and blushing... his face was bright red, and I knew mine was.

I bit my lip, trying to think of the emotion I was feeling.. it wasn't disgust, or hatred... I don't know what it was. It felt good.

"Was that okay?" He repeated himself. I could tell he was nervous when he didn't get a reply from the first time he asked me.

I nodded my head slightly, and stopped bighting my lip. He was about to lean in for another kiss, and then I felt it. The first rain drop of many that were starting to fall. It landed right on my nose.

We ran to the car, and slammed the doors shut. The rain had almost came out of nowhere, and him, and I wee both soaking wet. He went to turn on the car, but it didn't start. He had left the lights on in the car, and killed the battery.


"Can you call someone?" I asked looking down at the key.

'Yeah, Ill call Lou" He said pulling out his phone, and dialing the number.

He got off of the phone.

"He can pick us up in two hours until then... well we are stuck here I guess" He said smiling.

"So tell me something about yourself" He said smiling.

That kicked off the two hour conversation that me, and Harry would have. We talked about everything, but for some reason I just felt like I couldn't trust him with certain things. I kept my story about my ex to myself when it came to Harry, but for some reason I could tell Louis that.

"You are shaking?" He said looking at me. Honestly I was, it was so cold in his car, and I was still soaking wet.

He grabbed the bottom of his sweater, and pulled it off. I tried to keep my eyes away from his stomach that was showing.

He grabbed two sweaters from the back of his car, and passed one of them to me.

He put it on. I went to but he stopped me.

"Aren't you going to take your soaking wet shirt off first?" He asked raising one eye brow.

"Uhhmmm... no" I said seriously.

'I won't look" He said turning around, and covering his eyes with both of his hands.

I quickly pulled my shirt off, and threw on the sweater. "Okay" I said giving him the notice he could turn back around.

He smiled when he saw me wearing his sweater.

"What, why are you starring at me?" I asked blankly.

"You just.. you look right in my sweater" He said almost dazed.

I let out an awkward smile, and then Louis came pulling in to the mini golf parking lot. I could see that he had Kenadi with him, and she was sitting in the front seat.

Harry, and I ran out to the car, and slammed the doors loudly behind us.

They both didn't say anything, and we drove away. Louis, and Harry were talking to eachother, and then I felt a cold touch on my hand.

Harry wanted me to hold his hand, but I don't think that I wanted to.

"Remember make it a good show" I told myself. I grabbed onto Harry's hand, and he gave mine a tight squeeze, and then looked over at me blushing.


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