an intense feeling of deep affection.

He's the captain of the football team, she's the top art student. He secretly loves her, she enjoyed his presence. He'd keep her away from every male, she'd encourage him to find a girlfriend. He'd do anything for her, she'd offer a friend's shoulder.

Harry is just a boy trying to finish the year off with him meaning something more than "A Friend" to his crush. Carter's just a girl trying to survive with her family by being on the top of the list. It all comes down to friends at one point, right?

But what happens when he wants so much more than she can give?

He wants her, and won't stop until she's more than a Crush.


32. Harry Edward Styles.


I felt dead.






So many emotions whirled through me as I tried to get through the school hallways without being seen.

I couldn't see her..

God fucking damn, I'm such an idiot!

Seriously, Harry?

You held it in for so long and you couldn't hold it in for a few more moments?!?


I felt myself freeze.

I was so tempted to turn around and stare at her, but I pushed myself to keep walking, fastening my pace.


Don't turn around.

I skipped on stopping at my locker and went straight outside into the pouring rain.

I knew she was following me, but a part of me wanted her to disappear completely.

"God Harry, would you at least look at me!"

I could hear her voice cracking, and my heart breaking all over again.

I suddenly stopped, but she didn't.

We were in the middle of the football field.

And I suddenly remembered. This was the same place I had first seen Carter.

This is where it began. I guess this is where it's going to end as well.

"Harry," she breathed, taking a step closer.

"Don't come near me!" I croaked.

She froze.

"... Please... Just leave me alone," I pleaded, my voice barely audible.

'Would you hear me out for a second?"

Don't look at her.

"... Harry...?"


"Harry please!"

You're stronger than this.

"You're hurting me."

This caused my eyes to snap up to meet her blue ones and my knees felt weak. Her brown hair, along with her uniform, was matted against her skin as the rain pounded restlessly around us. I brought a shaky hand up to push the curly mess out of my face.

"Why are you doing this?" I whispered harshly. "The pain is killing me."

"If you would just give me even a minute-"

"So you can hurt me deeper than you already have?"


"Are you going to tell me we can still be friends?"

"You idiot. Woul-"

"If you say we can still be friends, then I want nothing to do with yo-"

I was suddenly cut off when she grabbed my cheeks and pulled my lips down onto hers.

My eyes widened as she wrapped her arms tightly around my neck and kissed me with a fierce passion. She pressed our bodies together as she molded our lips together sweetly.

I slowly wrapped my arms around her slim waist and pulled her more tightly against me, the cold rain still hitting our already soaked bodies.

She pulled away, panting, and I let out a breath.

She suddenly grinned.

"I love you too damn it."


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