Chapter 13

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HARRY'S POV

It wasn't originally my plan to stay with Caroline, but Jake insisted probably because not only does he want her to fall in love with me, but he still was a protective brother and didn't want her alone all day.  But, I wasn't going to argue about spending time with a girl I most likely had a crush on."So, what do you want to do?"  I asked.

Caroline shrugged.  "I was just going to watch tv."

"Well, turn it on, then!"  I sat down on the couch beside Caroline.  She turned the tv on and flipped through channels, finally stopping on a movie that was on, Titanic.

"This okay?"  She asked. 

I nodded.  "Sure, it's not too bad."

"This is one of the greatest movies ever, it's nowhere near bad!"  She exclaimed.

I shrugged.  "I prefer comedies.  But trust me, I like romance too.  I am The Flirt of One Direction."  I put my arm so it was resting on the top of the couch behind her. 

She rolled her eyes.  "I thought you were the dumb one."

I shook my head.  "I can romantic when I want to be."  I said, and I planned on proving it.

CAROLINE'S POV

I don't know what Harry was thinking, but I didn't care.  Of course I believed he could be romantic, especially with how many times he's attempted to flirt with me.  But I couldn't let him know I knew that because then he might find out I had a growing crush on him.  I had to stop the crush anyways, right?

Harry scooted closer to me, and I didn't mind at first when I realized I can't have a crush on him anymore.  That's when I also noticed his arm.  I got up and moved to the other couch.  Of course, he moved next to me.

"Really?"  I raised an eyebrow.

"What?"  He acted dumb.

I rolled my eyes and tried to watch the movie, but Harry wouldn't stop.  He put his hand on my leg.  I slapped it over and glared at him.  "Stop it!"

Harry shrugged, but tried again.  Of course, I slapped it off again.

"Harry, knock it off!"  I scolded.

Harry held his hands up before we both continued watching the movie.  Instead of putting his hand on my leg, he wrappped it around me, that's when I had enough.  I got up and started heading upstairs.

"Where are you going?"  He asked.

I turned around to face him.  "Up to my room.  I thought we were passed this whole flirting thing, but I guess not."  I asnwered, frustrated.

"Why does it matter?"

"Because, I hate when you try to "turn me on" because it just makes me feel awkward.  I like hanging out with you, but not when you do this."  I explained, continuing up to my room.

"Wait, wait, wait."  Harry grabbed my hand, but I snatched it away.  "Look, I'm sorry.  I just wanted to prove I can be a romantic guy."

I sighed and looked down.  This was so hard and confusing.  Because I did want to see his romantic side, having a crush on him.  But then, I didn't because I only wanted us to be friends.

"I'm sorry too.  I was a little harsh.  Can you just...not do it anymore?"

Harry quickly nodded.  "Of course.  I won't ever do it again.  Promise."

I gave a smile, showing I was glad he wasn't going to be romantic, but on the inside I was kind of sad.  I guess I was never going to be more friends with Harry if I told him I didn't want to be.  But is that a good thing?

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