The new guy

"Oh that guy? He’s new. He hasn’t talked to anyone since he got here. Guess he’s shy. Oh shit he’s looking turn around." "You know what I heard? That he’s crazy. People say he talks to himself." "Maybe he’s not that bad you guys. I’m going to go talk to him." … "Hi, I’m Katie." He gave me a smile that sent shivers through my body. "Hi, I’m Harry"


8. Chapter 7

"She’s been like this ever since Thursday. I haven’t been able to get her out of bed. She only gets up to shower or go to the bathroom."
"Has she spoken to anyone?"
"No. She won’t talk to me either. I have to go to work now, but I hope you have better luck with her than I do."
He stepped out of the room. A little hesitant in leaving me with a random guy. 
My eyes opened slowly and I saw Harry sitting in a chair next to my bed.
I started to remember that he was supposed to be back a week after Monday. Which meant it was Monday again.
"Hey Love, how you feeling?"
He offered me a half smile. I couldn’t find my voice to say something back.
"Well….I heard what happened…and I’m sorry."
He softly squeezed my hand, which I hadn’t noticed he was holding.
I sat up, and got up to go to the bathroom.
I took a quick shower and when I came back, he was still sitting there.
He got up and hugged me.
His familure warmth and smell seemed snapped me back. I bursted out crying like a little girl.
"It’s all my fault Haz. It’s my fault."
He tensed up a bit and pulled away.
"Baby no its not. Trust me okay? It’s not your fault. He could’ve had other problems."
He looked me sternly in the eyes.
"It’s NOT your fault."
I collapsed on him again. Thankful for his words.
He pulled away and grabbed a bag that he had brought with him. 
He opened it, offering me a look inside.
"How about popcorn and a movie?"
I smiled at the movies he had brought.
Ice Age, The Lion King, Toy Story 1-3, and many more kid movies.
"Jesus I love you Styles."
I looked up at him and he blushed a little.
I smiled and smashed my lips on his.
He was taken aback for a moment, but than he gave in to the kiss, dropping the bag and holding my waist.
I pulled back, rested my forehead on his and said, “I’m going to change, you can go and set the movie up.”
He smiled, grabbed the bag and left.
He was wearing sweatpants, a tight black shirt, and a black beanie. He was prepared for a comfy stay in day.
I decided to go for the same grey sweat pants as him, since I had a pair, and a black bandeau. I put my hair up in a bun, grabbed a blanket and some pillows, and headed down stairs.
He was already sitting on the couch, munching on some popcorn when I dropped the blankets and pillows at one end of the couch.
He looked uo at me and smiled.
"You look beautiful."
I felt my cheeks burn.
"Thanks. Now help my with the blankets and stuff, Styles."
He got uo and grabbed some of the pillows and we arranged everything on the couch as comfy as possible.
I was about to sit down on the otherside of the couch, when Harry cleared his throat. I looked over and he had some space between the couch and his chest.
I knew what he meant even though he didn’t even look at me.
He wanted me to sit with him.
I giggled and rolled my eyes as I walked towards him.
"Clever move Styles."
I whispered as I got comfortable, he grinned at my comment, even though he wasn’t supposed to hear it.
"So what movie are we watching ?"
"Ahhh! I love this movie!"
I really did, probably my favorite .
We spent all day like this. Me on his chest and his arm wrapped around me. We watched all the movies he brought.
It was all too perfect. The way Zac and I should have been.
My phone rang and Harry paused Cat In The Hat while I picked it up.
"Sweetie, I have to work ‘till 8, so don’t wait up on me."
"Okay Dad, want me to leave some dinner for you?"
"No, its okay honey, I’ll just obuy something on the way there."
"Okay bye Dad, love you."
I hung up the phone after he did.
"What happened?"
"Nothing, he had extra work today."
"Yea, hey do you want me to cook dinner, I’m gettig kind of hungry."
"We can just order pizza if you want."
"Hmmmm….okay why not."
He called Pizza Hut and had it delivered to the house.
We watched the movie until the pizza guy got there. Harry got up to pay even after I had told him that I would.
We ate pizza on the couch watching another movie.
When we were done eating, Harry kept looking over at me.
"what?" I finally asked, sticking my tongue out at him.
"It’s nothing….just I want to…."
"Want to….what?"
He looked away and puffed out air, like I did when I was nervous or worried.
"Please don’t hate me for this….but I….want to kiss you…."
I just blinked at him but than got the courage to speak up.
"No its cool if you dont want to."
"No, I do! I mean…yea, I want to."
He leaned in a little.
"You sure?"
He rubbed my cheek with his thumb.
"Yes." I said more confident this time.
His lips brushed mine just for a second. It was enough to leave sparks behind.
He kissed me longer the second time, actually making out that time.
We start there for a few seconds like that, until it got rough.
I rapped my legs around his waist to get closer and lowered his arms from my face to my legs. He picked me up in one movement, like he was picking up a pencil, but in a gentle way.
He pulled away but just to run up the stairs. I giggled like an idiot, holding on to his neck.
When we got to my door, he opened it and continued kissing me while he closed the door.
A thought popped into my mind.
This was exactly like my dream.
Oh no, that meant that he would…want to….
His shirt now off, he dragged his hand up to my bandeau and started lifting it up slowly.
He was kissing my neck when I got nervous and started shaking.
He sensed me shaking and pulled my bandeau back in place.
"You’re scared." He whispered in my ear.
I swallowed hard and nodded my head.
He picked me up again, and dropped me on my bed lightly.
He slowly crawled on top of me and I thought, this is it, no going back, no matter how much I want to.
He kissed my forehead and than looked me in the eyes.
"I will never make you Fo something you don’t want to do."
A wave of relief went through my body.
He swiftly pulled me on top of him and I rested my body on his. My head was on his chest and I could hear his heart beat.
He ran a hand through my hair and we lay there for a long time.
"I think I should go. We have school tomorrow." He put emphasis on the ‘We’.
I groaned a little, but agreed with him.
"Thanks for an amazing day."
I got up and walked down stairs with him, hand in hand.
At the door, he left a kiss on my forehead and left.
I watched him start his car and leave.
I went back to my room and found his beanie on the floor, where he had left it.
I changed my mind about what I had said before. And I was 100% sure of this now.
I’m in love with Harry Styles.

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