Change My Mind

I don’t know if I’ll ever love someone as great as Harry so that’s why I never want to forget this feeling. That’s why I’m scared of moving on. I don’t want to forget what it feels like to be in love with Harry Styles, especially the feeling I got when Harry Styles used to love me back.


41. Stolen Kisses

Lily’s POV

Harry suddenly lurches forward, grabbing my face in between his large hands before he smashes his lips against mine.

Every thought disappears at the feeling of his warm lips against mine. My lips immediately move against his feverishly after being deprived of it for too long. My hands slowly and shakily make they’re way back to where they belong, in the tangles of his hair as one of his slips down from my face and slithers to my back, pulling me closer to his body. I feel goosebumps rise under his touch as his fingers glide over the exposed skin in the space between my skirt and top.

As the kiss deepens, it feels like we’re back in the place we were before he left for Paris, when we were nothing but two people in love.

I’ve missed this.

I miss him.

I miss the feeling of safety when I’m in his arms. I don’t feel lost anymore. I feel like I’m back to where I belong.

Suddenly, I hear a car honk from somewhere around us and my conscience starts to clear up. I can hear the music coming through the walls of the house and my head starts to clear as I take in more and more of my surroundings. I start to remember how I got here, why I’m here in the first place.

As Harry’s fingers run through my hair, my eyes shoot open. I’m kissing someone who’s in a relationship. I’m the biggest hypocrite right now for letting this happen. I told Harry I wanted nothing to do with him because he did the same that I’m doing right now.

I’m allowing him to cheat on someone with me.

I gasp against his mouth and my instincts kick in as I shove him off of me.

He stumbles a bit, clearly not expecting my actions. Lust, confusion, and worry lace his features but I just continue to look at him with wide eyes as I take a step back. My hand goes up and my fingers touch my lips, the feeling on Harry’s lips still present on my skin.

“What did you do that for?” I ask breathlessly.


“How could you do that to Ivana?” My thoughts are all over the place as I think about the repercussions of what we just did. I rake my fingers through my hair, pulling at the roots as I pace back and forth along the patio.


“I mean, it’s not a surprise that I don’t particularly like her but I would never wish it upon anyone to feel the pain that you feel when you find out you’ve been cheated on. Why did you do that?”

His mouth just opens and closes, no sounds or words coming out. I look at him with disappointment before I shake my head and walk past him.

I go back inside the house and I suddenly feel the need to lie down. I find Perrie and go up to her.

“Hey, is it alright if I lie down somewhere? I just need a few minutes.”

She looks at me worriedly and nods her head. “Yeah, sure. Third door on the left, there’s a guest room there. Are you okay?”

I nod. “Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks.”

I head to the stairs but I grab a half full bottle of vodka lying on a table before I make my way up. I find the third room on the left and open the door. It’s a typical guest room with a plush, queen size bed in the middle. I quickly walk up to the bed and just sit down on the end. My heartbeat goes back to normal but I’m still shaking. I take a swig of the vodka, wincing as the liquid burns my throat.

I did not expect tonight to happen like this. I wasn’t even expecting Harry to even talk to me and he does something stupid and he kisses me.

Why did he kiss me?

He has a freaking girlfriend.


I rest my elbows on my knees and bury my face in my hands.

Why can’t things ever go right?

When I was with Marcus, things were amazing. Back then, I thought that I was going to spend the rest of my life with him. But then, he cheated on me. After that, he had begged me to take him back. Why couldn’t he have just treated me right in the first place if he still wanted to be with me?


And then, when I was with Harry, things were perfect. I had thought that we were meant to be. I had thought that fate had brought us together at the right time when I was losing faith in love. Being with Harry made me realize that what I had with Marcus wasn’t true love. I had realized that I had just been with Marcus because I had a sense of comfort and I wasn’t lonely. But then, Harry did the same thing he did and cheated on me and then ended things with me by a freaking text.

And now, he’s gone and kissed me.

I don’t understand. If he still wanted to be with me, why did he have to do what he did? He said he’s moved on and he’s found himself another girl so why is he still playing with my heart?


Why can’t people want me when I need them? Not when I’m vulnerable and hurt and definitely not when they’re in a relationship.

They want me.


They get me.


They hurt me.


Then they want me back when things are complicated.


Why can’t I find the one that will finally treat me right?

Drink. Drink.

I hang my head, the alcohol in my empty stomach threatening to come back up.

I’m disappointed in myself for depending on alcohol to distract me from my mess of a life but I don’t know any other way that will work. Well, at least, not as quickly.

I hear footsteps getting louder until it stops right in front of the door. I don’t bother looking up, knowing exactly who it is as they open the door. I keep my head down as he closes the door quietly behind him before we slowly makes his way over to me. I see him legs appear into my line of vision but I still don’t look up.

“What do you want?” I mumble.

I hear him sigh. “I wanted to make sure that you were okay,” he mutters quietly.

I snap my head up, narrowing my eyes at him. “Of course I’m not okay. I just helped you cheat on Ivana. How am I supposed to feel about that? Am I supposed to be proud of myself? I promised myself that I would never allow someone to cheat on someone with me. You just keep ruining things for me! So no, I’m not okay! So you can go now!”

I take another drink of the vodka and he winces when he watches me.

He looks away. “I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry? Oh, okay, I forgive you, Harry. I forgive you for every shitty thing you’ve done for me. I forgive you for hurting me in the worse way possible and then breaking up with me over a pathetic text and then not talking to me for days afterwards. I forgive you for letting me cry for days, making me think that what we had meant nothing to you. I forgive you for shoving it in my face that you’ve moved on and that you’ve found yourself your perfect girl and flaunting her in front of me when I saw you for the first time since you left for Paris. I forgive you for making me feel like I meant nothing to you when I gave you your ring back and you didn’t even try fighting for me when I left. I forgive you for kissing me and messing with my head again. But I’m not going to forgive you for the fact that I’m still in love with you but you keep playing with my heart.”

I catch my breath, surprised that I’m not breaking down after my outburst. However, I can see tears in Harry’s eyes. I don’t know how I feel about it but I just look down at the bottle in my hand and bring it up to my mouth. Just as it’s about to touch my lips, it’s wrenched from my grasp.

Harry’s POV

I swipe the bottle from her hand just as she’s about to take another drink. I can tell she’s absolutely wasted now. One more drink and I know she’ll be gone.

“That’s enough!” I bark. I slam the bottle on the dresser, leaning my hand on it and hanging my head down as my frustration starts getting the best of me.

Her speech overwhelmed me and I just need a few minutes to recollect my thoughts. As she told me every horrible thing that I did to her, it made the guilt reappear but now it’s stronger than ever because I’ve heard it from her herself.

I’m not an idiot so I know she was being sarcastic when she said she forgave me but I know that she meant it when she said that she’s still in love with me and that I’m playing with her heart. I realized now how stupid it was for me to kiss her when I’m in a “relationship” with Ivana. I want to tell Lily that it’s not real but I know she’ll just see me as more of a pathetic person. The fact that I had to get myself a fake girlfriend to hurt her, I know she will just laugh in my face.

But she loves me and that gives me hope. I know she would have never said it out loud if it hadn’t been for the alcohol so I’m kind of grateful for it.

She loves me and I love her.

I wish it were simple, that I could just break up with Ivana and have Lily back. Even if I could break up with Ivana this second, I know that I’d have to work hard to get Lily back.

She may still love me but it doesn’t mean that she wants to be with me.

I take a deep breath but it catches in my throat when I feel a pair of hands glide across my waist from behind.

“What? Don’t you like it when I drink? I know you like how I get when I do.”

Her hands slide to my stomach and one of then slips underneath my shirt. I quickly turn around and gulp as I look at her. My back is pressed up against the dresser and her hands rest on my waist again. A smirk resides on her face as one hand slithers up to my chest.

“Wh-what are you doing?” I stutter. On any other occasion, I would welcome her actions and I would already be responding back but she’s drunk and a list of other complications rest between us.

“What? Don’t you want this? I mean, we’ve already kissed so why don’t we just keep going? You’ve already cheated on Ivana so this won’t mean anything.”

She’s out her mind. I know she’s going to regret this once she sobers up but how the hell can I resist her?

I mean, it’s not technically cheating on Ivana because it’s not a real relationship but Lily doesn’t know that.

I want her so bad right now. When I kissed her on the patio, I wanted it to last forever. I knew that the kiss wasn’t long enough after she pushed me away.

I want to kiss her so bad right now but I know she’ll hate me more in the morning when she finds out. I mean, if we actually go through with this.

Obviously, I’m not going to take advantage of her and sleep with her, I just want to kiss her. I want to hold her and just have her here beside me, even in her drunken state.

Before I can convince myself that this is a bad idea, she leans up on her tiptoes and places her lips on mine. I bring my shaking hand up to cup her face, pulling her closer to me. She pushes her body against mine, letting the gap between us disappear. Her hands slide up to my neck and I lean down so she can stand on her feet again. I turn my head to deepen the kiss and her hands slither up to my hair, just how I like it.

She pulls me away from the dresser and turns us around before she starts leading me towards the bed. She breaks the kiss and pushes me to sit at the foot of the bed. I take in the sight in front of me, Lily standing there in her perfection.

I see her biting her lip, contemplation playing in her features. For a second, I think she’s going to stop but my eyes widen when she takes a step forward and climbs onto the bed, one leg on each side of me. My hands immediately rest on her hips, supporting her, as her arms wrap around my neck.

I see her eyes flicker in between mine and I know she’s thinking the same thing that I’m thinking right now.

I miss her so damn much. I miss looking into her eyes and have her looking back into mine. I miss having her in my arms with the feeling that I’m the only one that can protect her. I miss hearing her heart pound for me, just like mine purely just beats for her.

I miss everything about her.

I allow Lily to make the first move. She slowly leans in, placing a soft kiss on my lips. I can feel the sincerity in this kiss, not like our previous ones we’ve had today. Those kisses were out of lust and longing. This kiss is of love and passion.

The kiss deepens quickly and she pulls on the hair at the back of my head, making me moan against her lips. I wrap my arms around her body, pulling her as close to mine as I can.

Her hands move to roam my chest, her fingers fiddling with the buttons of my shirt. Once she gets to the second one, my conscience kicks in against my protests. I untangle my arms from her body and softly grab her wrists to stop her actions.

She pulls away, both of us quickly trying to catch out breaths.

“Why are you stopping?” she asks breathlessly.

I shake my head. “I…I don’t want to take advantage of you. I don’t want you to hate me even more once you’ve sobered up. I’m trying to make things better again.”

Her eyebrows furrow slightly. “I’m not letting you take advantage. I want this as much as you do. And this means nothing, we’re just kissing.”

I let go of her wrists but, instead, I interlock her fingers with mine, remembering how perfectly they fit together.

“That’s the thing. I want it to mean something. I don’t want this to be something that you’ll regret.”

Confusion overtakes her features. “But…how can it mean something when you’re with someone else?”

I sigh and look down at our clasped hands. I really want to tell her that what I have with Ivana is nothing. It’s less than nothing. But I can’t. If I’m going to tell her, I’m going to have to wait for the right time, especially a time where she’s not drunk.

I remain silent, figuring out how to best avoid her question.

“Do you still love me, Harry?” Her words are filled with pain.

I look up at her but she’s looking away. I take on of my hands and rest it on her cheek, pulling it up so that she can look at me. I can see her eyes glistening and her bottom lip quivering.

“I still love you, Lily. I never stopped.”

I’m not afraid to admit it anymore. I love her. I love her more than anything and I wish that there was nothing in my way to show her that.

A tear escapes down her face as she takes a shaky breath.

“What is it that you love about me?”

My eyebrows scrunch in confusion. Why is she asking me this?

But then I remember when I had realized how she must have felt after what I did. After I hurt her in the same way that Marcus did, I knew that she would begin doubting herself, thinking that neither Marcus nor I actually loved her. I know that she must’ve felt unloved and that there was nothing about her that people can love after the fact that she keeps getting hurt.

I did love her, I was just an idiot and ruined everything.

I bring my hand back down to lock with her fingers.


She studies me for a few seconds, her expression unreadable.

She shakes her head slightly. “No, what it is exactly that you love about me? What made you fall in love with me?”

I don’t even hesitate to answer her. I don’t need to think about it.

“I love your eyes. When they brighten when you smile but mostly, when they’re looking into mine. I love your laugh, I can listen to it for hours. I love your hair and I love running my hands through them, just like you do with mine. I love your nose when it crinkles when you laugh. I love your lips when they spread into your beautiful smile, especially when it’s for me and only me. I love your hands when they’re holding mine, letting me know that you’re mine.” Both of us look down at our interlocked hands in between us. “I love how your fingers fits perfectly in between mine. I love it when you run them through my hair and not just when we’re kissing but when we’re watching a movie or when we’re eating or when I’m driving.” I look back up at her. “I love your warm skin when it’s fitting against mine when we cuddle. I love how we can just lie down for hours and not say anything but I still love every second of it.”

I take one of my hands and place it over her heart. “But what I love the most about you is what’s on the inside. Your personality. Your heart. I love how selfless and caring you are. I love how you put others before yourself. I love how much love you give to others, not expecting anything in return. I love how strong you are, even for others when you’re already dealing with a lot yourself. I love how you can make me smile just by looking at you. I love how happy you make me just being with you. But you make me the happiest man in the world when you hold me, when you hug me, when you make me smile and laugh, when we talk on the phone for hours over the most random things, when you scream at a movie.” I see a small smile appear on her face, just like one is on mine.

“I love how carefree, down-to-earth and funny you are. I love your sense of humour and how you don’t take things too seriously. I love watching you when you sing and play the guitar, especially for me and I love the songs that you’ve written about me. I love watching you when you’re…doing anything, when you’re cooking, watching, writing in your journal, even when I’m driving and I try not to crash at the same time.” A small laugh escapes her and I swear my heart stopped at the beautiful sound.

“I love holding you and feeling your heart beat against mine. I love how the second that I leave, I already miss being with you. I love your smile, your laugh. I love when you kiss me, especially when you kiss me out of nowhere because then I know that you’re thinking about me. I love how you make me a better person. I like who I am when I’m with you. I’m happiest when I’m being myself and I’m myself when I’m with you. I love everything about you, Lily.”

I could see, even when I had started pouring my heart out to Lily, the tears building up in her eyes. I take one of my hands and wipe the fallen tears away.

I know that tonight is finally getting us somewhere but I know that we have a long way to go. And the fact that she’s drunk, it worries me that she’ll forget about everything that happened tonight.

If she does forget, I’m going to make sure that she remembers. I’ll tell her what happened if I have to. She needs to remember. I finally feel like we’re moving past things and that I’m closer to finally having her back.

I know that I have to work even harder and I have to make it up to her in a big way but I know that tonight was a big step. It was a roller coaster but it seems like it’s ending well.

I don’t think about anything but this moment here with her.

No lies, no mistakes, no Ivana, no one else. Tonight is just about Lily and I.

She rests her head against my chest and we let silence surround us. I know she’s still taking in everything that I just told her and I allow her to do it in peace.

I rub my hands softly along her back and she swings her legs to one side, allowing me to cradle her. She wraps her arms around me and holds on tightly.

“Harry?” she says after a few minutes of silence.

My heart accelerates, anticipating her next words.

“Hm?” I hum in response.

“Can you get me some water? Please?”

My shoulders slump in relief. I was worried that she was going to tell me to leave or that she wanted me to stop holding her. Even if she did, I wouldn’t listen to her. I would keep her in my arms until I know that she’s safely sleeping. She’s incapable of doing anything else tonight and what she needs now is to sleep off the alcohol.

And water.

I smile and lean back.

“Sure. I’ll be right back.”

I take her legs and swing them to the side so that she’s sitting on the bed. I stand up but I turn to face her. She looks up at me with slight hesitation but a smile appears on her face when I take my hand and brush her hair away from her face and tuck it behind her ear.

“Stay here, okay?” I ask.

She just nods and sits up straighter on the bed.

I give her another smile before I turn around and head for the door. I head out and make my way downstairs and to the kitchen. I see Perrie and walk over to her.

“How is she?” Perrie asks.

When I had came back into the house from the patio earlier, after I had kissed Lily and she walked away from me, I went around the house looking for her. I had asked Perrie if she knew where she was. She said she knew but that she wasn’t going to tell me where. I had convinced her that I wanted to apologize to her and that I needed to talk to her. I told Perrie that I knew I made a mistake and that I wanted to make things better with her. It took a lot of convincing but she finally told me where she was. But she warned me that if Lily came down crying her eyes out again, that she would make sure that I would never speak to her again. I quickly agreed, knowing that I wouldn’t mess it up even more.

“She’s okay. She’s just asking for some water.”

She nods. “And did you two talk it out?”

I nod. “Yeah. I think so. I mean, she’s not crying and running away from me again so I’m assuming that she doesn’t hate me as much anymore.”

She smiles and rolls her eyes.

“Um…” I trail off. I tense as I look down at my feet. “I was, um…wondering if…it’d be okay if I stayed with her tonight. I mean, I’ll stay on the couch in the guest room but I think she needs to sleep. She drank way too much and I don't think she’ll make it back to Ed’s place, let alone out of the room.”

She smirks and raises an eyebrow. “You don’t need my permission, hun. This is between you and Lily. I mean, it’s perfectly fine that she can stay here for the night and you too. Don’t worry about that. However…I think you need to run it through her dad.”

I look at her with confusion.

She laughs. “Ed.”

My eyes widen. I had forgotten about Ed. Here I was, worried about getting permission from Perrie when I should have been worried about Ed.

“If you want, I can back you up when you go talk to him,” she suggests.

I shake my head. “No, it’s okay. I think it’s better if I ask him myself.”

She gives me an understanding smile and nods. “Alright. Good luck,” she sings.

I smile and shake my head. “Thanks, Perrie.”

I walk past her a fill a plastic cup with water. I head out of the kitchen and into the living room to find Ed. I see him talking to Louis. I take a deep breath and make my way over to him.

All eyes go on me once I reach them.

I clear my throat. “Ed, can I talk to you for a second?”

He looks at me with annoyance but he glances over at Eleanor and I see her nod her head. I look between them and put the pieces together. Perrie most likely talked to Eleanor about what the two of talked about before I went to find Lily and Eleanor most definitely talked to Ed.

And now I’m praying that Ed is convinced that I have true intentions of making it up with Lily and that he’ll allow me to stay with her tonight.

Ed sighs before he stands up.

“Sure,” he said monotonously.

I gulp as I lead the way upstairs into the hallway, in front of the guest room. I turn around and face Ed, who has his arms crossed in front of him and leans against the wall.

“What is it?” he asks.

I take a deep breath. “First of all, I wanted to apologize for…everything. I know I made a huge mistake and I can’t ever forgive myself for it. I’m sorry for breaking the promise I made to never hurt her. I regret it and I wish I could take it back.” I take other deep breath, preparing myself for what I’m about to say next. “And I know that you told me that I am never to speak to her ever again but I really want to make it up to her. I…I already talked to her tonight to apologize and…I think she listened. I’m sorry that I went behind your back and talked to--”

“It’s okay.” He interrupts me. “Perrie and Eleanor told me and…I’m okay with it.”

I can’t help the smile that creeps onto my face. I’m surprised at how okay he is with me talking to her.

“Just as long as that’s all you have to say to her.”

Just as quickly as my smile appeared, it just as quickly fades away.

“Wh…what do you mean?”

“It’s okay with me that you apologized to her but I don’t think there’s anything else that you need to talk to her about.”

I stare at him with bewilderment. “Come on, Ed--”

“No. That’s it. There’s nothing you can say that’s going to change my mind.”

I can feel the frustration grow inside of me. I understand that he’s just looking out for Lily but sometimes he goes too far. He treats her like a child and it’s annoying.

“Look, it’s getting really annoying now how overly protective you get of her. I’m just trying to make things right with her. This is between Lily and I, no one else.” I gesture to the door. “She’s in there right now and she needs some sleep. I was hoping to stay with her tonight.”

I see anger flash in his eyes. I hold my hand up in front of me.

“Don’t worry. She’ll be on the bed and I’ll stay on the couch. I just…want to make sure that she’s okay.”

I can see him slightly relax but he’s still tense. “I can do that myself. I’ll take her home.”

I shake my head. “I don’t think she’s capable of even getting out of that room. Just let her rest here.”

I can see him thinking about it as he stares at the door. “Fine but I’ll stay with her.”

I start to lose hope. I know that Ed isn’t going to let me have my way. But I really need to be the one to stay with her. I’m the cause of her being this way, of her drinking away her problems so I feel like it’s my job to look after her and make sure she’s okay.

“Please, Ed. I would really like to stay with her,” I beg. I look at him with pleading eyes as I wait for his answer.

I’m about to beg again but the door opens beside us and we look over and see Lily.

“Oh,” she says, startled by us standing here. “I was just wondering where you went. I…I thought you left,” she mutters quietly. She looks over at Ed but I continue to look at her.

How could she think that I would leave?

“I, um…I had to talk to some people.”

She looks back at me and gives me a small nod.

I look back at Ed and see him looking at the ground.

“Ed?” I say.

He looks up at me and then over at Lily before he takes a deep breath.

“Lily, did you want Harry to stay with you?”

She visibly tenses and I see her gulp.

She doesn’t look at him as she nods. “Yeah…I…we need to talk about…things. I’ll be okay. I promise to call you if…anything happens.”

A look of defeat appears on Ed’s face as he nods.

“Okay.” He looks over at me. “I know you’re shit at keeping promises but just please don’t do anything that’s going to make me punch you in the face.”

I don’t know whether he’s being serious or not but the serious look on his face told me that I probably shouldn’t laugh. So I just nod.

“I won’t.”

He looks between Lily and I, pushing himself away from the wall.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Lily.”

“Bye, Ed.”

Without another word to me, Ed turns around and goes downstairs. Once he’s out of sight, I turn to Lily. Suddenly, I remember the water in my hands so I hold it out to her.

“Here’s your water,” I say nervously.

She takes it with a small smile. “Thanks.”

She takes a couple of sips of water, turning around and walking towards the bed. I enter the room, closing the door behind me. I see her place the cup on the side table before she sits on the bed.

“Perrie said you’re more than welcome to sleep here tonight.”

She looks up at me, blinking a couple of times before she nods.

“Is it okay if we talk tomorrow? I kind of want to be sober for it.” She smiles and I return it with one of my own.

I nod. “Of course. That’s fine with me. Get some rest.”

She stands up, takes off her shoes and pulls the covers up, sliding inside afterwards.

I’m glad that she still wants to talk to me. I don’t care that it’s going to have to wait to tomorrow, I don’t care if she wanted to talk next week, just as long as I get to talk to her at all.

I turn around, about to head to the couch that’s facing the bed.

“Are…are you leaving?”

I turn around and see her sitting up in bed, worry flashing in her eyes.

“Can you stay?” Her voice is quiet but pleading.

I give her a small smile. “I wasn’t leaving. I’m just going to be on the couch.”

A look of relief takes over her whole body as she nods.

“I’ll stay.”

She nods again and we look at each other for a while before she slowly lies back down. I make my way to the couch again, looking over my shoulder to make sure that she’s safe under the covers. I lie down on the couch, trying to get comfortable. My legs hang off the side but I’m okay with it, just as long as I get to be in the same room as Lily.

I don’t hear any sounds coming from the bed so I relax and close my eyes.

I wish I could hear her breath, remembering how it would sooth me to sleep. The days where we would just stay in bed all day and I would fall asleep to the sound of her breathing and of her beating heart.

But I’m okay with what I have right now. It’s better than nothing. I’ll take this over having nothing of her.

I find myself quickly being falling asleep from the lack of sleep for the past week. Just as I’m about to be pulled under, the couch dips beside me and a familiar scent surrounds me as a warm body presses against mine. My eyes open and I see Lily looking at me with sadness and wariness in her eyes.

As my arms wrap around her, she relaxes and buries her face into the crook of my neck. She rests her hands on my chest, her right hand placed directly over my speeding heart. I pull her in closer, finally hearing the sound that I’ve been longing to hear this past week.

Her steady breaths and her beating heart fill my ears and I’m finally at peace.

However, I’m still worried that once she wakes tomorrow, once she’s sobered up, she’s going to build her walls up again and not want to talk to me anymore. I know that a lot of what she’s said tonight was due to the alcohol in her body but they were still her true thoughts and feelings.

All I can hope for tomorrow is the best. No matter how she feels in the morning, I will make sure that she listens to me and that she tells me how she feels.

I decide to let my thoughts wait for tomorrow so I just focus on the feeling of Lily here in my arms, allowing her quiet breaths and beating heart to lull me to the first restful sleep I’ve had in more than a week.





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