STAY MINE // Harry Styles

The Oscars

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Song in the kitchen scene: A Million Times - Alice Kristiansen ft. Julien Lamadrid.

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And the Oscar goes toooooooo...HARRY STYLES!"

"Stop making fun of me!"

"I'm not!" Thea plumped down on to the treehouse floor, sitting with her legs crossed as she shook Harry's arm gently. "Come on. Don't be so hard on yourself."

"I'm not being hard on myself. I'm being realistic," he replied, toying with a yellow leaf he'd found on the floor just to avoid making eye contact as they spoke. Thea didn't get why he was embarrassed and so doubtful of himself. She had seen him on stage when he'd been Romeo last year. He was one of the best kid actors and no one could convince her otherwise.

"Your new drama teacher was a meanie," she huffed, arms folded across her chest.

Harry finally cast her a glance as the corners of his mouth turned up. "You're not being objective. Mrs Berry was."

"You're a kid! Kids are allowed to make mistakes. That's the only way they can learn and improve. My writing sucks but you don't see me giving up."

"Has anyone ever told you your writing sucks?"

"Celine's brother."

"He's an arsehole."

"Harry!"

"Sorry," Harry chuckled, lifting both hands. "He's a bum."

Thea didn't laugh when he did. If her mum and dad knew he cursed all the time, they wouldn't let her hang out with him anymore. "Well," she exhaled. "I feel sorry for your teacher. She probably has nothing better to do with her life than crushing kids' dreams because her dreams had died with her talent when she became a teacher instead of an actress."

"Are you sure you're ten years old?" Harry smiled, giving her a look that could be interpreted as either amazed or amused or both.

She'd never told him, but he had one of the best smiles she'd ever seen, which was why she was sure he would become successful. Having a great smile was a great quality for every actor. At least that was what her best friend Celine had told her.

"Are you sure you're older than me?" she rebutted.

He lifted his shoulders in a half-shrug. "I'm gonna listen to you because you're a know-it-all."

She said nothing and launched herself to her feet, clearing her throat. He watched with a confused look on his face when she picked up his water bottle and held it with both hands like the way an actor would hold the Oscar statue.

"Harry is too shy to come on stage and accept this Academy Award," she said, "so I'm gonna accept it on his behalf. He'd like to thank his family, his drama teacher Mrs Berry, and his biggest fan Theadora aka Bambi. These are the people who helped shape his career." Harry doubled over laughing as she lifted the water bottle above her head. "Thank you so much for this award. Have a good night, Los Angeles!"

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Thea contemplated her reflection in the full-length mirror while Harry was watching her from the couch on the side. She cast him a sideways glance, to which he responded with a thumbs-up and a grin.