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Falling Hard

Being different

“Please will you come tonight?” Eleanor was pleading to me over the phone. “We haven't seen you in forever!”

“You saw me five days ago?” I laugh a little at her, she'd been begging me to come to their home tonight for a party. I'd been avoiding their get togethers the last couple of days, not feeling up to seeing Harry. He had tried to call but I had ignored that too.

“Fine! I'll come, but only for you. When do you want me there?” I gave in. It would be nice to see some friends, I had been cooped up in my apartment all week and I was getting sick at myself. Me and my mind shouldn't be left alone together, it never ended well.

“Do you want to help me set up? You can come over after work and I can get some chinese food. I'm guessing that you haven't eaten in a while?” She suggests, knowing me all too well by now. I wasn't a big eater when I was upset, sad, angry... whatever. I guess I'm a happy eater?

“Ha ha, yeah sure! That sounds great. I see you then.” I hang up the phone.

I needed to figure out how I was going to handle this Harry situation, we did have the same friends now. So I should act civil, try to be nice, pretend that nothing ever happened. I could maybe do that for a few hours. Thank god there was alcohol at this party! I wasn't a big drinker at all, but some scenes needed alcohol to get through.





I went home after work, showered and got dressed. I tried to not put too much thinking into what I was wearing. This was nothing special, only a party with my friends. Black jeans and a white t-shirt, that should be great.

I got to Eleanor and Louis's apartment by six and I could smell the food from the hall. It was nice to see them, I realized how much I'd missed them. And the food was amazing, I realized my body needed that! I need to remember to eat when I'm alone. They were so sweet these two, they even avoided the subject I didn't want to talk about, the one with the big H. I realized at dinner how much I had gotten by moving here, these were the best of friends a person could have.

After dinner I helped Eleanor to set up cups, bowls of chips and drink ingredients. Louis made me a very strong drink when we was setting up, he apparently thought that I needed to be drunk tonight. It surely was a cup of alcohol and a splash of juice, but I didn't want to be rude so I drank it. Though making a face after every sip. Eleanor thought it was hilarious. When the first people came I was on my second drink, I made this a little weaker already feeling the effect of the first one. When the third was up, I decided to only take juice, I didn't want to get drunk and embarrass myself more than I already had.

When Harry arrived I was standing pretty close to the door, talking with some people. I locked eyes with him as he came in and he looked pleased to see me. But I couldn't do it. I excused myself and walked away. There already was a lot of people in the apartment, so I could easily ignore him and walk around talking to other people. It worked pretty good, though I felt like a bitch. Every time he came close I ran in the opposite direction, not always so subtle. But I didn't know what to say to him and I didn't want to cause a scene.

“Are you OK?” Eleanor asked me as she filled her cup with another drink.

“Sure, why wouldn't I be?” I asked a little nonchalant.

“Well, you've been running around the apartment like a marathon runner, avoiding Harry.” She gave me a questioning glance. “I though you'd decided to just go with it?” she leaned against the counter in the kitchen.

“Yeah, well that was before I saw him. I don't know how to act or what to say to him.” I confessed.

“Just be normal, you can do it.” She gave me a hug. I was thankful for her words, but I wasn't so sure that I could. I was honestly scared. I've never slept with a friend before. How did people do this and stay friends?




I couldn't run for long though, when I came out of the bathroom he was there, cornering me. I tried to walk past him but he put up his arm against the wall, making it impossible to walk by. I took a deep breath about to say something bitchy when he took a hold on the back of my head and pressed his lips against mine, pressing me into the wall. I was chocked for a second and then my body reacted for me, getting my hands in his hair and kissing him back. I was pulling his hair to get him closer to me, while his hands was running down the side of my body. It felt like I was getting air after holding my breath for a long time. He really was like a drug, all too irresistible.

We paused for a minute, trying to catch our breaths, but still kept our lips only an inch apart. He had his hands on the side of my face and I kept mine on his chest. I looked into his green eyes for the first time and felt my heart skip a beat.

“Let me explain.” He said a little out of breath. I looked deep in his eyes and then nodded. We were interrupted then by someone who needed the bathroom beside us, so Harry took my hand and led me into Louis and Eleanor's bedroom. I sat down on the bed, feeling my heart beating faster.

“Okey... I need to apologize, what I did was wrong.” He started and I was watching my hands while he walked back and forth in the room. “I meant to call you, I picked up the phone like a thousand times, but I didn't know what to say. I'm not good at this! I like you.” He paused and I glanced up at him, standing there across the room. He seemed uncomfortable. “I don't really do these kind of things. Haven't you read the media? I flirt, I date, I screw!” He said a little louder. I looked down at my hands again.

“Yeah, I have. That's why I said it was fine. You don't have to explain. I get it. You're a huge celebrity. You do everyone.” I said, almost a whisper. He walked over and sat down on his knees in front of me, taking my hands.

“But I don't want that. I like you. You're different!” I felt my heart skip several beats. Was this happening? Did I have the one and only Harry Style down on his knees saying I was different from all the other girls his been with? Wow!

I looked up at him, seeing into his beautiful eyes.

“I just don't know how to do this.” He continued, looking a little lost. I put my forehead against his and closed my eyes.

“We can figure it out.” I said with a breath. And I knew that I would do anything to figure this out. I couldn't stay away from him, he was like a magnet to me. The pull was too much.

“Let me take you on a date?” He whispers against my lips. I can only nod before I put my hands on his face to kiss him deeply.

Notes

A little shorter chapter. But I'm feeling kind even though I didn't get to many comments or votes. ;P

Hope you like it!


Comments

Did you make a sequel for this?

Louis_bae Louis_bae
6/30/16

Hey! I am a fanfiction translator! I'm amazed by your story and I really want Russian fans to read an enjoy it too! Would you like to cooperate with me? I would be so greatful. Of course I would give you all the credit!
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SonyaDr SonyaDr
4/25/16

Hej hej igen!
har läst om din historia flera gånger! Men det skulle vara kul om du skrev en uppdaterad "falling hard 2015" eller 2016! Lite mer uppdaterad så du behåller all text men ändrar allting så den är nyare om du förstår! Skulle vara sjukt kul om du orkade/gjorde det! Typ att du beskriver Harry från 2015n Den är fortfarande sjukt populär! Ha det bra :)

I'm addicted to this story!!!!! <3

HazzaBear1234 HazzaBear1234
1/2/16