Harry Styles, I'm Not Your Puppet (Harry Styles Fan Fiction) (On Hold for Now)

Ch. 18 "Crazy Encounters"

―Louis―

I’m out at Walmart with Niall and Terrence. Terrence is wearing a suit and I swear I told him to wear something casual.

“They have to know that you are protected.” He reasoned.

I gestured to our baseball caps and sunglasses. “You’re attracting attention.” I laugh. “Look.” I nod to a girl with her mom looking at yarn. I smirk, looking away from her wandering eyes.

“I’ll…go buy some casual clothes.” He says, stepping away almost unsure.

“See you in a bit, T.” I look at Niall and ask him why we’re here.

“Video games?” Niall looks at me confused. “What else?”

I look around the store at the endless amounts of merchandise. “I don’t know. Food?”

“Exactly, but video games first.” Some things just go right over his head don’t they?

“Have fun buddy.” I pat him on the back and walk away from him.

“Where are you going?” He asks to my back.

“Calling Eleanor,” I pull out my phone and go into an abandoned aisle.

“Hi, Louis,” someone says to my back.

“Gah!” I drop my phone on the floor, shattering it into pieces. I direct my attention to the source of the voice. My jaw clenches as I see it’s none other than Cray-C, otherwise known as: “Hey, Charlotte.”

“I knew it was you guys.” She smiles, showing me her braces. Her overly wide eyes makes her teeth all that bigger. “Especially when you said you were calling Eleanor!”

“Shhh!” I whisper at her. “Stop screaming.” I was afraid she’d alert the whole store that One Direction is in the building.

“Oh!” She screams. “Sorry,” She whispers.

I nod, annoyed.

“I was going to talk to you guys at that McDonalds. I had no idea that you’d go there though! It was like fate. I was meant to see you guys there.”

I scratch the back of my neck, eager to get away and to Terrence. “How did you know where’d we be?” Might as well have her tell me what she is doing.

“Oh!” She screams again, then whispers: “I have the inside of Kim’s phone. Oh and what happened between her and Jake Oliver tonight? My friend told me she ended it early. She’s more of an Oliver fan…I, however, am full One Direction. All the way. Directioner forever.”

“Wait- Wait- you have the contents of Kim’s phone?” My eyes widen, thoroughly creeped out. “As in, you have all of our numbers?”

She nods, seeing nothing wrong.

“That’s illegal, Charlotte.”

She nods again. “But how am supposed to keep in touch with you guys?”

I just walk away briskly, grab Niall, tugging him by the collar away from the videogame case, and walk to Terrence who was holding up a pair of green shorts for us to critic.

Ugly.

“Take us back. Now. I’ll tell you in the car.”

―Kim―

I hear a slight tap on the door a few minutes after I've collapsed on the bed. “Go away Aria.”

Again the tapping. “I said go away.” I hear the tears in my own voice.

“It’s not Aria.” It was Harry’s voice.

I get up and walk to my door, opening it and staring at him. “What do you want?”

“To talk to you.”

For some reason, this amuses me. I laugh. “Come on in,” I gesture at Aria’s bed, but he goes and sits on mine. I go and sit at the end of Aria’s. “Come to tell me what a bitch I am?” I fold my hands under my chin, placing my elbows on my knees.

Harry’s adam’s apple goes up and down his throat, a sign that means he’s nervous. He shakes his head.

“Then it must be to gloat about what a horrid date I had, hmm?” I glower.

Again, he shakes his head.

“Then what Harry?”

“I love you.” He says hurriedly.

What?! “What?” I say my thoughts aloud.

Stupidly, he repeats it again, “I love you.” He stands up, nodding as if he’s understanding it himself. “Yeah, I love you.”

I close my eyes and put my face in my hands, rubbing it as I look back up at him. He’s drunk, he’s making fun of me, he’s teasing me about my bad date…he’s doing something to get after me!

“What’s the catch Harry?” I hear the acid in my tone, this time I don’t cringe. I want him to know I mean it. “You act like a complete douche-bag and come to my room, and tell me you love me? Are my feelings funny to you?”

His eyes widen, taken aback. Good.

“This is a new low…even for you.” I feel as new hot fresh tears pool down my cheeks, betraying me. I don’t stop. “You know how much I liked you. You know that! And you come up here, and tell me you love me? That’s cruel, especially after all the mean things we’ve done to each other, after all that you have the nerve to come and tell me you love me? Really?”

He stares at me, mute.

“I don’t understand. Do you like seeing me cry?”

“No, Kim.” He takes a step toward me, touching my arm quietly as he crouches in front of me. I don't notice it, because I'm wiping away the tears on my cheeks.

“Then what?” I snap.

His hands grab my face and he kisses me. I count the seconds, 3? 4? Why does it feel as if it's an eternity. Should I slap him? Should I push him away?

“I love you.” He says again, simply.

I nod, mouth agape, looking at his face. And then I kiss him again.

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Hope you liked it ;) Irresitable by 1D played a major inspiration for this chapter. <3

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I'm getting back into the swing of things. I graphed out the next few chapters in my head, you're in for a treat (I think it'll be one at least) NEXT chapter :) Thanks for readingggg, love you <3