7. Three months later
Three months later
'Mom, I'm heading to Denise alright?' I yelled from the livingroom. 'Okay honey, but be carefull yea?' she yelled back from the kitchen. 'Will you quit, I don't want to be reminded about that all the time. I just want to live my life as normal as I can.' I said angry. My mom didn't respond anymore after I said that so I just stumbled to the front door and left the house.
I met up with Denise at Willow Park, which was a 10 minute walk from my house. When I got there I saw Denise sitting on one of te benches, talking to some guy. I raised my eyebrows and smirked while walking up to her. 'I thought you had a boyfriend already you naughty..' I started to say, but as she turned to me I saw the unmistakable brown curls of the boy she had been talking to before. Harry Styles.
'Hey, you alright? I was kinda worried the walk would be to exhausting, if you know what I mean.' Denise said. 'Oh shut it D, I'm fine.' I lied, the walk did exhaust me. I just didn't want Harry to know. 'And what the hell is he doing here?' I pointed at Harry. 'We ran into eachother, what a lovely coinsidence ha?' he smiled while saying that and his dimples showed. 'Yeah, whatever maybe I should leave you two than.' I said and I walked away. I walked a few metres before I felt someone grabbing my wrist and pulling me of the main path. I turned around and looked straight into Harry's green eyes. 'What the hell, Harry?!' 'What is wrong?' he said with a confused look in his eyes. 'What is wrong? Are you really this stupid? I had one of the best nights in my life with you, you told me we would meet again. You put my hopes up and I waited Harry, I waited for two months for god sake, but I didn't hear ANYTHING from you. And now you just show up here, acting like everything is normal? How dare you Harry Styles?!'
He shut me up with his lips. I tried to push him off at first, but he was way to strong. Eventually I just gave in. Kissing him felt good, oh how I had craved this boy in the past three months. I hadn't been able to put him out of my head. But still I wondered why I didn't hear from him all this time, so I pushed him away. 'Why didn't you get in touch with me, Harry?' 'Why didn't you?' he said with a smirk on his face. 'Just answer the question Styles' He looked ar mewith an unsure look in his eyes and spoke: 'I was afraid you didn't remember me, we were both pretty wasted that night and I thought maybe you didn't want anything else than just a fun night...' I frowned. 'That is the lamest excuse I've ever heard.' I said, before crashing my lips on his.