Rain Drops (Harry Styles fanfic)

Kate's pov

"Where should we go?" I ask.
I want to take back the words, really i do.

Harry smiles and I can feel my stomach twist.
"How about some breakfast?" He asks.
I nod and he practically pushes me down the stares.

Everybody seems to be gone, they did however leave their puke and discarded drinks behind.
I have to clean it later....great. Perfect.

"Here we go" The waitress sets a of eggs, bacon, and waffles in front of Harry. He winks at her and she floods red.
I roll my eyes, "Where's my food?" I ask as politely as I can, being this pissed off.
"It's coming." She says, bitterly.
When she turns I stick out my tongue, "Bitch."
Harry starts eating his eggs and ten minutes later I am still sitting here. No bacon, no pancakes, no toast.
My stomach growls.

"Do you want some bacon?" Harry asks, smiling with enormous dimples!
I nod weakly and try to snatch it from him. He wiggles his finger.
"Come here." He demands, I lean in and he feeds me the greasy bacon, I love it.
"Thanks..." I murmur, and look back for my food.

"Want to see a movie later?" Harry asks. I whip my head back to him.
"What?"
"A movie. Later?" He asks again, shoveling neatly cut waffles into his mouth.
"No. Harry, I have questions."
"Fine, we can do that later. 10 questions." he wipes his mouth with his napkin.
"With you it might as well be 100."
He stares back at me, "50."
"100." I demand.
"45." he says, casually.
"100!"
"40."
This goes on until I give into 10 questions.

"My food!" I smile.
After shoveling all my food down my mouth, Harry looks at me.
"So, what do you want to know?" He leans back in his chair and crosses his arms behind his head.
"First, can we go somewhere else? I am going to eat more if we don't leave."
He nods and we walk down to the park down the street.

I start walking the trail with Harry by my side, "So, ten questions, um-"
"Nine." He corrects me.
"What?"
"You asked if we could come here, and after that 'what' it's eight." he corrects me.
"That's not fair!"
"It is." He shoves his hands in his pockets.
"Fine." I stomp. "What's up with all the tattoo's?"
"I don't know...they all have a meaning." He says.
"Oh, okay, um, why did you bully me?"
He stops.
"I don't know...you didn't react to me like other girls. It was getting annoying, what would you have done?" he asks.
"That's nine questions left for you, and I would have ignored it. So what if one person doesn't totally love you." I say, walking.
"Not love. That's bullshit."
"Love is not bullshit. It's....love." I say.
"And it's bull!" Harry says, getting more upset than he should.
"It's not bull! It's love! It's indescribable! It's the feeling when you can't stand being away from someone! And need to know of they have been thinking of you as much as you do them!" I stop walking, Harry looks at me.

"Question five." I state, looking him straight in the eyes, "Why don't you believe in love?"
He takes one step closer, "Because, no one can be so insane that they'd believe in being with one person."
I want to talk and counter it, but my mouth is dry.
He is so close, his eyes are shining.
"Maybe everybody is insane."

He steps back.
"I'm not."

I walk closer to him, "I...I think I am. I'm completely, and utterly insane...and I think, I might be insane...about you."

He gives one glance at me turns away, walking fast.
I just watch him go.
What I said was a lie.
It has to be.

"Harry!" I shout.
He stops, but doesn't turn around.
I swallow hard, "Question six.....what are we?"
He turns around.

"Nothing."

Notes

Dramatic.....