Stupid To Fall For You ~ Harry Styles ~

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"You know," he pauses "I have to tell you something Vada." 

I look up at him and smile. "Go for it." I tell him. 

"I-I... really, really like you." 

No, no, no.

The minute the words leave his mouth I go still. I know he's watching me to see my reaction but I don't know how to tell. 

Before I even can process what I'm doing, I hop of the counter and grab my jacket and my phone. 

"I got to go, sorry." I quickly say making my way towards the elevator. 

"Vada!" I hear him call as I step into the elevator and press the lobby button before he even has the chance to get out of the kitchen. 

I put my jacket on as I wait for the elevator to open again, my heart feeling heavy in my chest.

Fuck Harry.  

I need to run, to get out of here, away from him. 

I don't know why I'm doing it now and not before, but we all make our mistakes. 

After what feels like a very long time, the elevator door opens and I quickly rush outside. 

The moment my feet hit the pavement below me, I realized it was raining. 

I don't care though. 

I have to get out of here before he finds me.

I quickly look across the empty road, making sure there where no cars. 

As I am halfway across the dark, empty street, I hear the voice that belonged from the man making me feel things I didn't want to feel shout "Vada wait!" 

I quickly turn around to see Harry is his T-shirt and track pants, standing at the curb of the side walk. 

"Why?" Is the only word that comes out of my mouth barely audible due to the loud sound of the rain aggressively hitting the ground. 

"I'm sorry, I don't want to ruin our friendship but you need to know how I feel!" He shouts over the loud thuds all around. 

I shake my head and let out a shaky breath. 

"You can't say stuff like that Harry! I can't feel this way about you!" I tell him, speaking louder than usual. 

"Why?" He asks me. 

I didn't hesitate to answer this time. 

"Because I'm scared! I'm scared of the feelings I have towards you!" I tell him. 

"I'm scared too, so why don't we just be scared together?" 

He asks me as he starts walking towards me. 

"We can't Harry." I tell him, now only a few steps away from each other. 

A few more steps and he's right in front of me, only an inch left between our noses. 

"Let's be scared together Vada." He tell me, both of his hands cupping my cheeks. 

I shake my head and sniffle back my runny nose due to the pouring rain.

"You don't understand Harry. I'm scared of this. I'm scared of my feelings. I'm scared of what I'll do to mess this up. I'm scared I'm going to get hurt. I'm scared of it all." I tell him, my voice now at a quiet whisper but full of emotion.

I keep my gaze anywhere but his eyes. I can't stand to look in his eyes right now. 

I look at how hi curls fall down into his face, water droplets falling off the end of his hair. I look at his arms, studying the many tattoos he has leading up his arms but not nearly as many as his bandmates. I look down at his feet, to see he's wearing a pair of running shoes but there getting soaked, just like my own. Everywhere but his eyes.

But against my own will, he makes me look at him.

"Let's be scared together Vada." He whispers to me.

I sniffle again and flicker my eyes between his, not being able to pick one to look at.

"How?" I ask him.

"Trust me."

He leans in and quickly connects our lips. I hesitate to kiss back for a few seconds, but it wasn't long before I melted into his lips.

His lips tasted sweet, probably from the cookies full of sugar we where just snacking on. His lips where soft and seemed to know exactly what to do from the moment he connected his to mine. They moved slowly, but eagerly. 

He swiped his tongue against my bottom lip, asking for permission. I opened my mouth the slightest, letting his tongue slide in. 

God, I could get used to this.

He pulls away and rest's his forehead against mine while we stood in the middle of the empty street in the pouring rain.

"All you have to do is trust me, everything will work out, I promise." He whispers.

I nod against his forehead and sniffle again.

"I trust you."

He connects our lips, this one lasting shorter than the last.

"Let's get inside before you catch a cold." He whispers again.

I nod and laugh, making him laugh with me. He wraps his arm around my waist and we walk back into his building.

I guess I'm dating Harry Styles now.

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