Her Cousin **ON HOLD**

Jessica's POV

"Please talk to me..." He whispered.

I backed away. Backed all the way till I hit the side of a car. It was cool and smooth against my burning skin. I have no idea what to think..or do. I'm incapable of words at this point.

"Just say something Jess. Please." He repeated.

"Don't call me that." I snapped. His head shot up and a smile formed at his lips.

"Whatcha gonna do about it Jess?"

I groaned and and stepped to the side, trying to wiggle away. Something about his persistence was captivating, but it was also infuriating.

Harry lifted his arms and rested them on both sides of me.

Why is he doing this. We barely know each other. "Get away from me!" I yelled.

He didn't seemed phase by my yelling, and only moved closer. I feel captured...but allured at the same time. Is that bad?

But I also have to realize who I am....and this is not me. Standing outside with him is against my morals...especially when I'm with someone. But still, I don't like him. I hate him.

"It's been over a month! Let's just move on!" He said, voice steady. His hands traveled down to mine and were gently resting upon them.

Just from that gesture, my mind clouded and I became fuzzy. I don't know I if it's the fact that he's attractive or if it's him affecting me...but I can't like it.

I have to break away from this.

Cause these feelings are so overwhelming that I am starting to like it....even if I'm going against myself.

"No! Just go home!" I yelled again. His face began to drop, and sadness were evident in his eyes. The street lamps reflected off of them, making them a bright emerald green. "This is not a fairy tale! A 'sorry' and begging isn't going to help at all. I'm not going to fall for your act! This act your putting on is....is....pathetic! Now just leave me alone!"

"What act?"

"This! One day you're a complete jerk and the next you're all touchy and soft! It makes my head spin sometimes!"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Of course you don't. Cause your Mr. Harry Styles who gets everything he wants!"

He smirked and shook his head, curls falling in his face. I don't know where all of that came from, but it's the truth. This boy...he's making my head spin in different directions...and it's too much.

"I don't get everything. Or at least everything I want." He remarked and inched closer. If I could, I would just slip away and run inside, letting warmth take over and making me forget about him. Alice and I would sit on the couch and watch movies all night...just enjoying our time. Not his.

"Yes you do. Don't be more of a dumbass then you already are."

"I don't have you." He said, and pressed bus forehead to mine. I stood straight up, completely stiff and tense.

"Of course. I lead myself into that one." I said to myself. "Harry let go of me now or I swear to god I'll hurt you."

He immediately stood back, releasing me. I stepped around him and began to walk inside. Fuck him. "This crappy, mushy stuff isn't gonna work on me. So just run back to Kendall or someone." I called over my shoulder and made sure to bend all my fingers down except for the middle one before entering the entrance. Leaving him out there. Alone.


Alice's POV

Like. Like means you feel something strongly for him/her.

Love was completely different. Love. Love means that you are attracted to him/her. Forever. Your heart is set on them and only them. You want to spend the rest of your loves together. No. You need too.

Love is a strong word. God knows how many times it's thrown around with no meaning. This just adding to it.

Niall doesn't love me. He barely likes me. He just feels pity....nothing else. I get him, I do....but...this is just feeding me the bait and then yanking it away. I don't want that.

I'll never be someone like that.

I was always remembered as the 'heart breaker' in high school. Mainly because I hated the fact that eventually we'll break up and I'll get hurt. It was fun when it all went smoothly, but I knew when that fire died down, and I was fully prepared.

The door slammed shut, cutting of the shock in my body. Then....I relaxed. I know he doesn't love me. Why stress?

"He's outside." Jess said. Her face was cold and hard. Niall stood there nervously, staring at me intensely, his blue eyes only focusing on me.

"Great." I stated. "Let me have a little chat with him."

I turned and walked to the door. I could feel Niall's eyes never leaving me....and I didn't care.

I looked through the peephole and saw Harry standing by the curb with his head bowed down. Still. So still that he looked dead.

I opened and shut the door quietly and sat in the steps, burying my head in my hands. "What's the matter with you?" He asked and sat down next to me.

I shrugged and lifted my head up. "Niall."

"Jessica."

His arm wrapped around my shoulder, and my head rested on his shoulder. I can tell both people have troubled us. Us. There's just us right now, fighting these....feelings..situations...at the same time. Together.

"What am I going to do?" I whispered. "It's the pity he's feeling."

"I doubt he's feeling any pity for you. You're most strongest and prettiest girl I have ever met." He assured me. I chuckled and picked at my cuticles.

"And you're the most annoying and hottest jerk I've ever met." I replied. He chuckled and squeezed my shoulder.

"They always thinking I'm hot." I could practically feel the smirk he had displayed.

Silence filled our ears, except for the night sounds. I don't know if the feelings I'm experiencing are...well, I don't know. They're foreign and the ones I try to avoid.

"Do you think they'll always be problems every corner we turn?" I asked breaking the silence.

Harry took a minute to respond, breathing in and out steadily. "I don't know. It's life I guess."

"But don't you ever wonder what it would be like if there was no troubles?"

"Of course. All the time I do. But that's what life is right now...so just buckle up and enjoy the ride!"

"You're so cheesy." I laughed.

He laughed lightly and sighed. "If there were no problems...everything would be perfect. Needless to say, nothing in this world is perfect. It's just incapable."

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