3. Chapter 3

After three hours of reading in the library we decided to go. Well, we didn't decide, it was closing anyway. We checked out our books and left. It had stopped raining so that was good. No one likes wet books anyhow.

"Can you put my phone in your pocket? I ask. My jacket had pockets but my phone wouldn't fit.

"Sure." He slips it into the coat of his puffy jacket and we walk down the stairs and step onto the sidewalk.

"I had fun." Harry says as we walk down the sidewalk. There were little puddles everywhere, so we had to walk around a lot of them.

"Me too. We should do this again." I smile and watch my feet as I walk. I'm surprised my shoes aren't soaked.

Harry suddenly stops and turns to look at me. "You know, you're different from any girl I've ever met. It's really cool knowing I can be myself around you."

"What do you mean?" I ask and start rocking back and forth on the heels of my shoes.

"I don't know, you just-" He stops and sighs. "I cant explain it."

"It's okay. I get it." I nod and he doesn't have a grin or a frown, it's just a neutral expression. I don't know what to say now.

I open my arms and give him a hug. "Harry.." I mumble.

He hugs back and I can officially say that he gives the greatest hugs ever. After a few seconds, I let go and it's silence for a moment.

"We should go, it's getting late." Harry says and I nod.

"Yeah." I agree. "I have journalism in the morning anyway."

We start walking again and I could practically see the university from here, it's just around the corner a little bit.

As we're walking, my hand accidentally brushes up against Harry's and there is a Moment of weirdness. "Sorry." I say.

"It's fine."

After a minute or two I finally have the nerve to ask, "Would it be weird if I held your hand?"

"Um, no. Go ahead." He tries to hide the little smile on his face.

I take his hand and try to be normal about it. I really hope my hands aren't clammy or sweaty. THAT WOULD BE TERRIBLE. And kind of embarrassing.

A couple times while walking up the steps to the lobby he would look at me and just smile, it is the cutest thing ever.

Right now, I am so ready to take a nap. A 9 hour nap. "I'm sleepy." I yawn and walk in as he holds the door.

He follows me up the stairs and continues to hold my hand. It's not even weird now, it's normal. I still don't see how I managed to ask that. If it weren't Harry id probably have a panic attack.

"I cannot wait to go to sleep." He says during the walk down the hall. "I swear I wake up wanting to go to sleep."

"Me too. Sleeping is great. It's like you die for 8 hours and then you just wake up."

"I've never thought of it like that. That is true though. You don't even function when you're asleep, you just wake up with weird dreams."

I stop at my door and turn to face him. "So. Goodnight I guess?" I shrug.

"Yeah. Goodnight." He nods.

It's weird silence for about four seconds until he gives me a hug. I hug him back and it lingers for a couple seconds.

He lets go and rests his hand against his door knob. "I'm not sure of what to do at this point."

"Me either. I'm not sure if we're supposed to do something here or.."

"I think I know what we're supposed to do."


He looks around the hall before looking back at me. "I think this is where we um....kiss."

"I think so too." I look down at my feet awkwardly before looking up at him. "You do it first."

"Oh..ok." He says shyly before leaning close and giving me a kiss on the cheek.

My face turns red and I can't stop smiling. "Um. Wow." I hide my face by looking down.

He puts his hand on my cheek and lifts my head up so I'm looking at him. After a second of me grinning at him, he presses his lips against mine softly. I feel a little tingly feeling and I start to get goosebumps.

After he pulls away, I can't help but smile at the fact that we just kissed. I seriously have been wanting to for a while now. The whole situation gives me the chills.

"I'll see you in class tomorrow, I guess." I say and slightly open my door. "Bye Harry."

"Uh yeah. Bye Ellie." He grins and turns to walk in his dorm. When he gets inside, I go inside and put on pajamas.

I turn on the fan and after everything is in place and my books are where they're supposed to be, I lie down in bed.

Harry Styles, aka perfect being. I am literally smiling like an idiot in my bed because he kissed me. I haven't been this excited ever.


My alarm goes off. 7:15. I have class in an hour. I am not prepared for this. I roll out of bed and rush to the bathroom to take a quick shower. As I am in there, I can't help but hum to myself. Today I am in such a good mood, I don't know why..

When I'm out of the shower, I put on a white t-shirt that had the Gryffindor symbol on it and some faux leather pants. I figured I should switch it up with a Harry Potter shirt, I haven't wore it before so it's worth it. I put on some black boots and put a white beanie on.

There's a knock at the door, I assume it's Harry and rush to open it. When I open it, it's not Harry, it's the R.A. "Hi, I'm here to tell you that Mr. Phillips isn't here today and your morning class is cancelled." The woman says. The R.A.'s were always walking through the halls and checking in dorms to see if people had drugs or alcohol. It's ridiculous actually.

"Okay, thank you." I tell her and she walks off. I was just about to shut the door when Harry's door opened.

He was on his phone and didn't see me until he looked up. "Hi, Ellie."

"Hi." I smile really big and try to contain my happiness. "What class are you going to?"

"Pre-Calculus." He smiles back and puts his phone in his pocket. "What about you?"

"Well I had History, but It's cancelled." I shrug. "So I have two hours until my next class."

"You're so lucky." He laughs before starting to walk down the hall. Before getting halfway to the stairs he turns and calls out to me. "You look pretty by the way."

I smile and go back in my dorm. Two hours to do whatever. I'll probably just take a nap or something, it depends. Well, I could do some reading, I should probably read The Shining, besides Harry did pick it out.

Sorry for my internal monologue. I sit on my bed and start reading. When I get about, halfway through the fourth chapter someone knocks on the door. I put the book down and go to answer it. Who would be here now?

When I open the door I don't even know how to speak; it was Chase. "Ellie, can I talk to you?" He asks.

"I-I don't think that's a good idea." I stutter and look around my room, anything to not look at him.

"Come on, Babe. Please?" He puts his hand on my hip and smirks.

I push his hand away. "Don't touch me. I don't want to talk to you."

"Why not?" He asks. "You aren't still mad, are you?"

"Of course I'm mad, you cheated on me. I'm not going to forgive you if that's why you came."

"I just want to talk to you." He says. "Can I please come in?"

"Whatever." I sigh and let him in. I sit back down and start reading my book again. Nothing he says is worth listening too anyway.

"El, I love you and you know I do. You don't know how hard this has been on me." He tells me and even has a little frown to make it seem like he's sad.

"How hard its been on you? I'm the one who got cheated on, you have no reason to be upset because nothing bad happened to you." I snap and try not to make this turn into a fight.

"I feel bad about it, I really do. I'll make it up to you." He sits down beside me and puts his arm around me.

I slam my book shut and put it on the shelf. "Get your arm off of me."

"Oh come on, baby. I know you aren't mad." He moves his hand down to my thigh and rubs it.

"Stop, I don't love you anymore." I slap his hand and scoot toward the other side of the bed.

"Why the hell not?" He says kind of loudly. "I've always been good to you."

"Good to me? You've never once been good to me. You just yell at me." I crawl off the bed and pace around the room.

"I wouldn't have to yell at you if you weren't such a bitch all the time!" He stood up and walked over to me. He put his hand on my shoulder and just looked at me.

"Did you just call me a bitch? That's it, I'm done with you. Please get out!" I back up but the wall stopped me.

"Baby, your mine. I'm not letting you go." He grips my wrist tightly.

"I am not yours, I have moved on. Let go of me!" I squirm but his grip is too tight.

"Moved on? Who are you with?!"

"None of your business!"

"It is my business! I need to know who to beat up."

"You aren't beating up anyone! Bud out of my life!"

"I'm not budding out! This is my business! We get into a fight and you're with someone else two days later!"

"He's been nicer to me in these two days than you have in our whole year of being together!"

And that's when he slapped me. My faced burned and I wanted to cry, but I wasn't going to. How could he hit me? I get that he's mad but you just don't hit people!

"Ellie, just forgive me and we can stop this mess." Chase says.

"No!" I try to walk away but he pushes me against the wall. It hurts but I don't say anything. He hits my arm and I wince with pain. As bad as I want to cry, I hold it in.

"I'm not letting you leave this easily." He shakes his head. "Not again."

Tears start forming in my eyes and I wiggle out of his grip. "Get out!" I shout but my voice cracks.

"Fine. I'm not letting you go this easily. When I find out who you're with, he's going to be beat to a pulp for stealing my girl." He says and walks toward the door. Before walking out he says "I love you."

As soon as the door shuts I collapse on my bed and start crying. He's yelled at me before but he's never hit me, ever. My pillow gets stained with tears and the time goes by quickly. Seconds turn to minutes and minutes turn to hours. Before I knew it, I missed my next two classes. I want to go to class because I need to but I just can't right now.

There's another knock at the door and I shudder at the noise. It's probably chase. I tip toe to the door and open it slowly with caution, not knowing if chase is going to beat me more. I let out a sigh of relief when I see Harry standing there with my cellphone. "I forgot this was in my pocket." He has a little smile but it fades when he sees my tears.

"Thanks." I sob and put my phone on my desk that was beside the door.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He asks and looks at me with intent, soft eyes.

I motion for him to come in and shut the door once he does. "Chase was here." I tell him as we sit on my bed. I'm not telling him the bad part, I don't want anymore drama.

"What did he do?" Harry puts his hand on my shoulder and I wince quietly. He didn't hear it and I'm thankful.

"He just yelled at me." I sob. "He keeps trying to make me forgive him and I tell him no, but he just keeps arguing."

He wraps his arms around me and hugs me. "Everything is going to be okay."

I think I should tell him.. It's only right. Me lying to him isn't going to do any good. "He hit me, Harry." I say quickly and hold my breath, waiting for an answer.

"He what?" He looks down at me. I can tell he's mad but he's trying to keep it in.

"He slapped me. And t-then he punched my arm, and pushed me against the wall." I start crying really hard.

"Oh my god." He pulls me close and hugs me tighter. "If he ever tries to hurt you again, tell me."

"Okay." I sob and lay my head on his shoulder. "Thank you."

"Ellie, as long as I am around I am going to make sure he never lays another finger on you again."


Harry skipped his classes to stay with me. I told him he didn't have to, but he insisted. It was nearly noon and we were just laying in bed watching movies.

"Want me to get you anything?" Harry asks.

"No. I'm fine." I say and look at the TV. We were watching The Notebook. I absolutely love that movie, it makes me cry at the end.

After a few seconds, Harry looks at me. "You can call the police on Chase, it can be filed as domestic abuse."

"No, I don't want to get the police involved. I don't want everyone to know."

"Are you sure?"

I think for a second before speaking. "Harry, he said if he finds out who I'm dating then he's going to beat them up. Do you think he'll find out?"

"It doesn't matter if he finds out, I'd rather him beat me up than hurt you."



"I love you." I say quietly. It's too soon, but I don't care. If you love someone, you love someone.

He smiles really big and finally speaks "Really?"

"I know it's only been a few days, but you're really nice to me. No one has ever been this nice and caring to me before. I just really, really like you."

"I love you too." He takes my hand. "And I don't think how long we've been together matters, I think it's what we've done that counts."

"I've never thought of it that way.." I grin and take his hand while laughing. "I am in like with you."

"Okay, that was really cute." He blushes. "I am in like with you as well."

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