SEQUEL TO RUN; It was you (A Harry Styles fanfic)

Chapter 3

"I haven't been here in so long" he whispered as he stepped inside.

I took his arm as it was dark and led him into the back room, so my parents couldn't hear us. I turned the light on and he went and sat on the cream sofa.

"Can you remember what we done on here?" He said, smirking at me.

"Harry!" I said going red with embarrassment. 

He laughed and patted the place next to him, I walked over and sat next to him. He was about to turn to me when his phone started ringing.

A muffled girls voice screamed down the phone at him.

"I've just gone for a walk, no need to shout" he said.

There was more shouting from the female on the other end. I sat there awkwardly, looking at the floor.

"I'll come back when I want to" he said angrily, then hung up.

"Is everything okay?" I asked him.

"Yeah, its just my girlfriend, she's always arguing with me" 

"Bit like we were then" I said, smiling at him.

"No, nothing like we were" he said sternly.

I studied him.

"We were really in love weren't we" I said to him quietly. I felt my chest get tight.

"I've never met anyone who was like you" he said to me.

"Your girlfriend?"

"She's not you Olivia"

"Harry.." I started. "Please don't" I closed my eyes.

"But you know its true. You can't say you've felt the same strong connection we had with anyone else!" He raised his voice.

"Harry, I've had a boyfriend for over a year" I whispered quietly, looking at the floor.

"You can't say you feel for him, what you felt for me"

I didn't answer him.

"Fine" he said to me. He stood up and walked towards the door.

"You can't say you still don't feel anything for me any more. Because I just can't say that about you" 

With that he left me. I felt my eyes sting and tears roll down my cheeks. I can't believe the boy I was once in love with was sat in front of me only a few seconds ago.

***

"Olivia!" I awoke to my mum shouting of me. 

I rubbed my eyes and sighed, I had hardly any sleep due to Harry being here.

"OLIVIA!" My mum called again.

"Yes!" I shouted back. 

I quickly got out of bed and started heading down the stairs.

I froze on the last step, Harry was stood on my door step, yet again. My mum had a huge smile on her face.

My mum nodded at us and left us alone.

"I want to take you out" he said to me.

"Harry, I'm not ready" 

"That's fine, I can wait" 

I sighed and folded my arms. 

"Go on, we haven't got all day" he said to me pointing at the stairs.

I glared at him but hurried up the stairs. I pulled on the clothes I wore yesterday and brushed my hair. But I couldn't find where I had put my shoes.

I was running round my bedroom trying to find them before Harry got angry.

"Looking for these?" I heard a husky voice say. 

I jumped and turned round to see Harry holding out my red converse in front of me. I grabbed them off him.

"How did you know that I was looking for these?"

"Because you used to always wear them and you were taking a long time, I figured you were looking for them" he said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Thanks" I said trying to pull them on quickly.

"Here,let me" 

"No, it's fine" I said to him.

"No, sit down" Harry said sternly.

I done what he said before he lost his temper. I sat on the edge of my bed and he took hold of my foot. He then slipped my shoe on for me.

"Was it that hard?" He said.

"Well you can tie the laces now" I said smirking at him.

"So you still have an attitude, that hasn't changed" 

"You're still aggressive" I said to him.

"I have to be" he said before grabbing my other foot and slipping on my other shoe.

"Do you still fight?" I asked him.

"Not much" he said quietly.

"So you still do?"

"Like I said not much" he said sternly. 

He tapped my leg for me to stand up. He looked me up and down.

"Are you really going to wear them shorts?"

"Are you really going to try and stop me?" I said to him unamused.

"No" he grumbled."Its not what I would call appropriate though"

"Is it any of your business what I wear?" 

He glared at me and handed me my jacket.