We accept the love we think we deserve.
Erin
“Sheila, I told you, it’s no big deal...” I said, walking down the sidewalk. It was really chilly outside and I really wanted a sweatshirt. I tried crossing my arms to keep warm.
“No, this is serious! I mean, he could have a wicked big crush on you too! You guys just need to sit down and talk this out and-”
I grinned and shook my head. “No, it’s really not that simple.”
We were talking about Harry Styles. THE Harry Styles. The guy who we were fortunate to have already in our school. Ever since Liam, Niall, Zayn, Louis, and Harry decided to start a band, the luckiness of having them in our school hit. And I just thought that Harry was attractive before. Now I knew that he could sing amazingly well. Smokin’.
“Well, you guys are kind of friends, right?”
Were we? “I don’t know.”
Sheila gave me an incredulous look. “Whaddaya mean, you don’t know? Don’t you talk to him?”
“Well, yeah...”
“Then go! Make the first move! You can’t just wait for him to come to you, ’cause that obviously ain’t happenin!”
I laughed at my friend’s straightforwardness. “Honestly, I don’t know why you even care.”
“I’m your best friend.” As if that explained half of everything.
Suddenly, we heard footsteps behind us. “Wait!” someone called. We stopped.
I looked back, and almost had a heart attack. It was Harry Styles.
“Now’s your chance!” Sheila whispered, as she smiled smugly. I groaned.
Harry caught up with us and stopped to catch his breath.
“You okay there?” I said, smiling.
He nodded. “Hi.” Harry said, still panting.
“Hi.” I answered.
“Hey!”Sheila added happily.
“Hay,” Harry said(still breathing hard), “Is for horses.”
I laughed. “So, what’s the hurry? Is there a fire Lassie?”
Harry barked ten times. “That means no.” he said.
I was taken off guard and I laughed really hard at this. Sheila laughed along, eyeing us.
Suddenly, she said, “I have somewhere to be, I, uh, I gotta meet up with Liam, so bye!”She ran off without a backwards glance.
I pouted. “I thought we were going to hang out. Now I’m lonely.”
Harry smiled warmly at me. “I could hang out with you. I mean, if you want...”
“Sure. Where do you want to go?”
