Similar Differences (Harry Styles Fanfiction) (CURRENTLY EDITING)

Chapter 8

Harry's POV

Bethany and I had been sitting by the river bank talking for two hours now. She was completely and unintentionally hilarious. She was the type of person who could never get to her joke, because she was too busy laughing at herself.

She began to tell me stories of walks down at this river with her father as a child, giggling at the funny scenarios which contained her falling into the water a lot because as she said, she'd always been clumsy. Her laugh was so contagious that I started chuckling at memories that weren't even mine.

After we stopped laughing, there was a comfortable silence. I turned to her, and she was still smiling. It was a beautiful smile, so effortless and true.

Her eyes were a greenish-brown, and they were full of so many emotions. Her hair, dark brown, covered part of her face. When she laughed, she threw her head back and squeezed her eyes together tightly.

I'd never been with a girl like her, so genuine. Well, in all actuality I'd never been with any girl. I'd gone to parties and done a lot of shit with some other girls. Yeah, a lot of them were hot and all, but it was different. They wanted to experience something, I wanted distraction.

But suddenly, my brain turned on and analyzed this situation between her and I.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait, Harry. Slow it down. It's not anything special. You're only getting overly attached because no one else even talks to you. This isn't normal Harry. Normal Harry will be waiting for you to pick him back up and go back to moping around, drinking, and thinking about his screwed up self.

That's what my brain said. But, as I looked into Bethany's eyes, the lightness in my chest couldn't help but defy my thoughts.

Bethany's POV

At around seven o'clock, Harry walked me back to my house. Well, it was actually me walking him, because he didn't know where it was. When we got to my porch, I asked, "Are you sure you'll be okay walking home?"

He nodded and I couldn't help but notice the returning solemn look .on his face.

"I'll see you Bethany. Goodnight." he remarked before planting a kiss on my cheek. He walked swiftly off the porch, and I stood there for a minute, watching him walk away.

"Goodnight." I whispered. I knew he couldn't hear me, but I said it anyway. Still smiling, I walked into my house. My mother was sitting on the sofa, giving me the look as I closed the door.

"What?" I said.

She smirked at me. "How was it?"

I started to giggle, thinking about him. He was so sweet, kind, and sooo attractive. "Lovely."

I went up to my room and sat on the bed. My heart was fluttering. In my mind, I knew nothing would come out of this. He wouldn't feel the same, or I would some how goof it up. But, I had to live in what I had while I had it.

Eventually, I fell asleep to thoughts of dreamy green-eyed boys with poetic words and closed off thoughts.

~A/N~

I know, I know, this is a shortish chapter. But, I haven't been able to update recently because school is just getting very stressful. The third quarter is the hardest of the year. But I'm trying. Hopefully chapter 9 will be up this week. Comment? Vote?

**Stay Lovely**