Wanna Win Your Heart (A Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 3 - Shoved It In There

Hannah POV:

After art I had P.E. Ugh. Except, it was the only class I had with Harry. Anyways, I had to stop at my locker to grab my gym uniform and grab my cleats since we were going to be playing football (soccer), but when I opened my locker a piece of paper decorated with little red hearts floated out.

It read:

I've never been the type to say what I feel

So basically I keep everything inside

And with you it was no different

I want to tell you, believe me I've tried

But there's part of me that just can't take that chance

So I doubt that you'll ever know

Which may be fine with you, but it's hurting me

I choose not to show it though

I guess I'm your secret admirer

That name seems to fit just right

I don't know what I like about you

But you're on my mind, day and night

Maybe it's the way you look

So beautiful I can't get enough

Or how you make me feel when you come around

I instantly forget all other stuff

Maybe it's the way you say my name

Or maybe it's the way you smile

Then again it might just be everything

Getting to know you seems worth my while

But I guess I'll never know what it is

My true feelings I could never reveal to you

I'll just admire you from a distance

I'm not sure what else there is to do

-Your secret admirer xx

Well this is different...but somehow really cute.

My smile faded as I thought who would to be my secret admirer.

Harry POV:

Okay, fine. I was the one who left the note in Hannah's locker. But, I realized that after I shoved it in there—that's what she said. Ok ew—I realized I shouldn't have. She can't know it was me. We've been friends for 7 years. It would totally ruin our friendship. Right? Damn, this is complicated. Anyway I was just chilling by her locker trying to divise a plan to get that note out before she came...until I saw her come around the corner.

"Shit shit shitty shit shit," I mumbled, sprinting around the opposite corner. I watched her as she opened her locker, saw the note, read it, and then smiled. But that smile soon turned into a frown. Oh gosh...did she already know it was me? Maybe she was frowning because just remembered she forgot her paintbrushes in art? No, she never forgets those. Maybe she forgot her lunch money? Nah, it's not even lunch yet she wouldn't have checked if she brought it yet. If she does know it was me however, how am I supposed to dig myself out of this hole?

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A/N:

OH SNAP HE THINKS SHE KNOWS. I'm listening to Thrift Shop.

GOODBYE MY CUPCAKES I SHALL UPDATE TOMORROW OR THE NEXT DAY SINCE I HAVE NO SCHOOL

VOTE and COMMENT if you think what Harry did was adorably cute :)