10. Could You Be Loved

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SORRY THIS IS SO LATE AND SO SHORT I WILL DEFINITELY UPDATE SOON AGAIN!!! I AM SUPER STRESSED AND I HAVE TERRIBLE WRITER'S BLOCK, SORRY ): ! I HOPE YOU ALL HAD A HAPPY VALENTINES DAY AND WHATNOT. I DECIDED TO UPDATE EVEN THOUGH IT'S NOT MUCH, JUST BECAUSE IT'S MY BIRTHDAY (literally ends in 1 minute) AND I FELT REALLY BAD FOR NOT COMMITTING TO MY WRITING LATELY. sorry sorry sorry!!! thank you for being patient with me though!

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Harry's POV: 

"How many boyfriends have you had?" We both have just woken up after sleeping nearly the whole day away and we decided to continue our conversations, delving into each other in hopes of learning as much as we can. My words are clipped and serious, as I stare into her eyes, dying to know but not really wanting to hear about her previous experience with guys that are not me.

"What?" she raises an eyebrow but I don't budge. 

"You heard me. How. Many. Boyfriends?" 

"You've got to be kidding me."

"Do I look like I'm kidding?" I fight back as she rolls her eyes at me. 

"I don't know, like two? Well, only two that I cared about."

"How many more excluding them?"

"One."

"Their names?"

"What? What are you going to do? Hunt them down or something?" she jokes but my face remains unfazed and her laughter dies down.

"You're really going to do that?" her voice suddenly flattens as she gives me an unbelievable look.

"I just want to know," I dismiss her question, not exactly wanting to answer her. Who knows what I would do?

She rolls her eyes at me but complies, "I don't even know if the first one count considering we weren't officially dating but just in love with each other, or so I thought, but his name was Logan. Then, my mom made me date a guy named Gregg, but it was just for their high end society that I will never understand. Last, but not least, is Luke. But, then my brother entered the war and I kind of just blocked myself from everyone, including him. We broke up mostly because of distance and me pushing him away."

"Do you still love him?" My heart clenches at the thought of all these guys who have ever been given the title of having Selena as theirs. 

"Well, yeah of course. Out of all three, he was most meaningful to me. He was there for me, for the worst times and I still regret pushing him out, but it was too late. I was mentally numb and then we moved. I won't ever get to apologize to him."

"Good."

"No, not good," she sighs at my insensitivity. I know I'm a bad person. 

"What about crushes? Do you find anyone attractive?" I push. Knowing would be detrimental to my health, but it has lately become a mental neccessity. I have to know. 

"That's enough questions from you," she shakes her head, "My turn. How many girlfriends did you have?"

"None," I reply bluntly. 

"None? Ever?" she seems surprised, though she really should not be.

"Yes, is there a problem with that?"

"No, I just figured you are...with girls a lot," she shrugs.

"Well, I don't do anything besides have a good one night stand," the words slip out of my mouth so effortlessly. 

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