I walk out into the school parking lot wearing my lacy top, a pair of black leggings, a cute beanie with cat ears, and my black heavy combat boots. Warm thermos in hand, I moved straight forward through the parking lot, starting the kilometer walk home. As I make it halfway across the lot, I see a familiar black Porsche pull up in front of me.

'Harry' I groan mentally. He steps out of the car slowly, coming up to me. I made a sour face and began to turn away until he grabbed my arm and flipped me around.

"Nice to see you too, love!" He says happily.

I groan. "Go away!"

"But if I go away, I can't drive you home!" He objects.

"That's actually okay because I'm walking home!" I say cheerily, breaking away from his tight hold on my arm.

He catches up to me and links his arm in mine. Slowly, he steers us back to his car and opens the door. I climb in, realizing that it was way to cold to walk home.

"You coming to my house tonight?" He says casually.

I almost choked on my coffee. "What the hell?"

He chuckles. "I'm having a party!"

I relax. "Okay, I thought you meant..."

"We could do that too..."

I punch him on the arm funnily but also seriously. "Shut the fuck up!" I yell playfully.

"Why not?" He says.

I'm not sure if he's serious or not. "Why would I?"

"Well, I'm hot, cool, nice, amazing, really damn funny. Oh, and modest."

"Not true."

"I bet I can make you laugh." He says.

"Try me."

"Fine, but you asked for it!" He starts to tickle me, and I laugh so hard I can't breathe.

"Stop it!!!" I manage to yell through my laughing tears. Finally he does, and I catch my breath. Wanting payback, I tickle him relentlessly. He does absolutely nothing.

"Hey! That's not fair!" I yell.

"Not ticklish." He says, sitting casually.

"Not even a little?"

"Nope."

"Screw you!"

"Likewise, love." We look at each other for a moment.

"We should go home now" He says, turning to the steering wheel. I nod, and we laugh all the way home.

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"See you at 8" Harry says, pulling up to my house.

I turn to him. "I never agreed to going to your party!" I say.

"See you there" He says, completely ignoring me.

I sigh and climb out the door. "You are a manipulative little shit" I say to him.

He chuckles. "No problem!"

I walk up the stairs to my house, unable to wipe the grin off my face.

Wait, why am I smiling?

Oh. My. God.



I think I have a crush on Harry Styles.

Notes

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I am really in love with you beautiful people right now because last chapter I had 2K views, and this chapter, I have 3.2K.

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