Falling Hard

“HEEEY, did he call?” Eleanor was yelling at me on the phone. I had just come back from a walk in the park and was confused by her question.

“Did who call?” I put the kettle on the stove to make some tea.

“Harry!” She was still shouting at me.

“No? Why would he call?” I got a teacup from the cupboard and sat it down on the counter waiting for the water to boil.

“I gave him your number, I wonder why he didn't call.” She sounded deep in though. “I should ask him.”

“What? No you shouldn't! If he didn't call, he didn't want to call.” I said but felt a little disappointed. Why hadn't he called if he got my number? Maybe it had been a drunken thing. He probably wasn't interested. Who am I kidding! I've only met him once, why would he be interested?

“Okey, fine. I won't call him.” She said but I could here in her voice that she didn't mean it, but I didn't had the strength fight with her about it so I let it go.

We hung up not long after, but when I sat down on the couch with my tea I was a little mad at her. She had gotten me to think about him and now I couldn't stop. There had definitely been something about him that I couldn't forget. His gaze had made my heartbeat quicken and his presence had made my core tingle.

I tried to forget about it by getting the book I was currently reading, Jane Eyre. It was a book I had read a few times and really liked. I had just gotten into the book when I got a text.

From Eleanor
We're celebrating St. Patrick's day with a barbecue. Come over?

I smiled a little when I read it. Her intension was very clear, since it was St. Patrick's day tomorrow. I could bet almost everything I had that a certain guy was invited too.

To Eleanor
Sure, what time? Don't think I don't know what you're doing though! :P

From Eleanor
Noon! You love me anyway! :D

That girl was crazy! It was going to be awkward tomorrow. Shit, what should I wear?

The next day I put on one of my favorite pair of dark green jeans and a white T-shirts with a green triangle on it, which would fit perfectly with this day. I added a cardigan and my black jacket and was finished. I felt a little nauseous when I took the bus to Eleanor and Louis's apartment. I hoped she hadn't said anything to Harry about the call, that would be so embarrassing.

I took a deep breath as I walked through the door to the backyard of their apartment building. It was a pretty big yard with several seating arrangements and it was very well taken care of with flowers and bushes. The gang had put together a few tables and chairs and I could see that three grills was going. The first person I see is, of course, Harry who was standing by the a portable chest freezer full of beverage. With his brown wild hair hanging on the side of his face talking to someone. I got a knot in my stomach. Thankfully I spotted Eleanor next and went over to say hi. She was standing with Danielle and Perrie. I met these girls at the party saturday and Danielle was really sweet, but I hadn't talked too much to Perrie.

“Hi girls.” I stopped beside Eleanor giving her a hug.

“Hi. I'm so happy you're here.” Eleanor kept an arm around my waist. “Have you seen him yet?” She was insane this girl. Could she not think about anything else?

“No and please stop talking about it.” I said laughing at her. The other girls giggled.

“Fine.” She pretended to be mad but failed horribly since she couldn't stop smiling. But she did stop talking about it and Perrie started telling a story from a show she'd done. I was happy to be out of the spotlight for the moment.

A few moments later I was looking over to the grills and found Harry looking my way. He had a sexy smile going on his face. It's the hottest smile I've ever seen and I can't resist to smile back at him, somehow feeling like we had a secret together. Weird! But I had to turn back to the girls before I lost myself fully. How could this guy have so much affect on me? I guessed that I wasn't the only one though. I knew the guys had thousands of fans and I think there was mostly girls. But who could blame them? All the guys looked really good – very handsome men.

When it was time to eat Eleanor was ordering people around and of course she sat me and Harry next to each other. I walked over to the seat she said that I should sit at.

“Hi.” I said a little shy to Harry who stood by our chairs.

“Hi there.” He gave me his best grin pulling out my chair for me.

“Thanks.” I laughed a little. Sweet gesture, but a little corny.

There was a big commotion when the food was brought to the table and everyone was talking. Louis made a speech about St. Patrick's day and some joke about it, being the kidder he is. But a while after we started eating I decided to take courage to me and talk to Harry whose present I felt beside me. I guessed he was as shy as I was.

“So how long have you guys been singing together?” I asked not really knowing what to ask him, I didn't want to be totally obvious in my question. But it was hard coming up with something to ask that I didn't know the answer to. Much about them was on the internet by now and I knew more about them than I wanted to admit.

“A little over three years now.” He leaned closer to me when he talked. “It's been a while, feels crazy long. But they are my boys you know.” I smiled at him, trying not to stare at his mouth. I took a bite out of my potato trying to come up with another question. This was hard.

“How come you moved here?” He suddenly asks me and I thankfully answered.

“I don't really know. I knew I wanted to try out living in England and not in a big city, and somehow I ended up finding this place.”

“Well it was a smart move. We're glad to have you.” He nudged my arm and I felt a tingle where his elbow had touched my skin.

When we had gotten a few beers in us the conversation started to flow and I laughed hard at the silly things that he said. He was very funny, even when he didn't mean to be. In the middle of one of my laughers I locked eyes with Eleanor across the table and she mouthed something to me that I didn't get. I looked confused at her before she waved it away.

After dinner I went to the bathroom to clean up and when I got back some of the guys had started a fire in the big fireplace in the middle of the yard, so I went to stand by the fire to warm myself a little. People were standing in several groups all over the yard. It was a little chilly tonight, so the fire was a welcome sight. Harry then came up beside me and handed me a beer nudging my side. I laughed a little and said thank you, but then we just stood there in silence and it wasn't a bad silence. It was nice.

Some other people came to stand by the fire, one of them Eleanor who pushed me aside a little to, of course, ask how it was going.

“Sooo?” She looked questioningly at me. “How is it goooing?” She added a little to exited.

“It's going fine. Stop asking me all the time, you're making me nervous.” I said pushing her arm a little.

“Okey, I'm going to try to lay low.” She stretched out her tongue at me. “Just wanted to say that you two look cute together.” She added quick before Louis came up to us and put an arm around both of our shoulders.

“So ladies, how is everything here?” He said in his sweet british accent.

“It's wonderful now that you're here.” Eleanor said and kissed his cheek. He then put both his arms around her and kissed her nose. They are so adorable.

“You two are too much.” I said and laughed.

“Ehh, you are just jealous.” Louis said smiling and kissed Eleanor again. I chuckled before I took a sip of my beer looking into the fire instead of at them.

“What's going on?” Harry came up to us and put an arm around my shoulders. I felt my cheeks heating. His proximity was intoxicating in every single way. I honestly felt a little faint.

Eleanor's eyes got huge and the smile on her face couldn't get any bigger. I tried to ignore her and listen to the conversation that Louis and Harry had. It was something about a trip, but I missed the beginning of it due to my beating heart. After a while Harry let go of my shoulder to hug a friend goodbye. I felt a pang of sadness, it had been so nice to have his warm arm around me. I hadn't had any close contact with someone in a long time, more than a fleeting hug with a friend. But when those people had gone, I felt Harry sneaking up beside me again, this time he was stroking my hand with his finger while talking to Louis. And all my sensation and concentration was called to my hand. It was such a wonderful feeling. My hand felt all tingly and warm where his hand was stroking it. How could one touch affect my whole body like this. I stretched my hand and he swiped down his to eventually braid our fingers. I felt a thrill go through my body. We both tried to act like nothing special, he continues talking to Louis, but at the side of my vision, I saw that he was smiling too.

I didn't want to go home. I dragged it out as long as I could. But when everybody else was gone except the guys who lived here and I saw Louis yawn, I knew that it was time to leave. We where seated in chairs around the now dead fire. Harry was in the chair next to mine keeping his leg next to mine, ensuring that they were touching.

“Well, it's time for me to go home so you guys can get to bed.” I stood up from my chair as Louis yawned again.

“Yeah I'm getting kind of tired and I guess you're the only one left.” Louis laughed after he looked around only seeing me, Harry, Niall and Liam left. Even Eleanor had gone to bed.

The guys stood up and started packing down their things in the bags they had.

“I'll walk you out.” Harry said as he stood up and I felt a thrill go trough my core.

“This was nice.” I said as we reached the gate, turning towards him.

“It was.” He took my hand. “I'll call you later and we can hang out.” He leaned towards me and kissed my cheek. I felt like I would pass out. I realized that I was holding my breath and let it out.

“Sounds great. Bye!” I opened the door and walked a few feet before I stopped and leaned against the wall, knowing that he couldn't see me. Holy cow! My knees felt week. Thankfully there was a cab not to far from where I was standing. I called him over and very pleased hopped in the car.

It was late, nearly three in the morning, but I couldn't sleep. I laid in bed watching my roof. My mind was all over the place, it felt like someone had given it ten cups of caffeine.

I knew myself, I had a ability to fall fast and hard for a guy. I needed not to do this time. This was Harry Styles, enormous pop star. He probably had a different “girlfriend” in every country. No way that he was interested in me in that way, it was surly only a fun time he was interested in. And I could do fun. Right? Argh! I turn on my stomach burying my head in my pillow.

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