Text Messages ↠ Harry Styles

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| 11 | ~ Olivia |

Tuesday, 9:29 P.M

"H-Harry?"

"Hey babe," He stands there, his lips moving with every word as they drip with a heavy British accent, one I have come to love over Skype. His long hair is messy, but no doubt sexy as the light just above his head makes his skin glow.

"I-I..." I stammer, unable to form words as the wind blows his hair into his face, resulting in him having to brush his hair out of his face with his hand. That's when I notice he's holding a phone in his hands, as if ready to play something.

Looking at him, I'm about to hug him but he shakes his head and presses a button on his phone, resting it down on the ground on top of some speakers and grabbing a guitar. His blue and black flannel blowing in the wind while he leans down to turn the speakers on a low volume.

Harry turns back to me, and then gives me a cheeky smile as I cover my face with my hands, blushing hard. Suddenly music fills my ears and I uncover my hands as he says, "This is the song I was working on at 3 A.M., for you."

Down to Earth
Keep 'em falling when I know it hurts
Going faster than a million miles an hour
Trying to catch my breath some way, somehow
Down to Earth
It's like I'm frozen, but the world still turns
Stuck in motion, but the wheels keep spinning 'round
Moving in reverse with no way out

Tears fill my eyes at the beauty of his voice, looking straight into my soul while his fingers blindly strum the guitar. He starts singing the next verse, my heart pounding in my chest while dropping my bad and standing there, unable to do anything else but listen with wide eyes.

And now I'm one step closer to being
Two steps far from you
And everybody wants you
Everybody wants you

How many nights does it take to count the stars?
That's the time it would take to fix my heart
Oh, baby, I was there for you
All I ever wanted was the truth, yeah, yeah
How many nights have you wished someone would stay?
Lay awake only hoping they're okay
I never counted all of mine
If I tried, I know it would feel like infinity
Infinity, infinity, yeah
Infinity

I start to walk towards him but he holds his hand up to stop me as if saying, "Let me finish." Happy tears fall down my face as I brush them away, wrapping a hand over my mouth to stifle some sobs.

Eyes can't shine
Unless there's something burning bright behind
Since you went away, there's nothing left in mine
I feel myself running out of time

And now I'm one step closer to being
Two steps far from you
And everybody wants you
Everybody wants you

"Harry I..." I say, my hand no more helping as sobs escape and I quickly take a tissue, dabbing my eyes. He flashes me a breathtaking smile, making my knees weak as he strums the strings once again continuing his song, the drums and other instruments coming from his phone.

How many nights does it take to count the stars?
That's the time it would take to fix my heart
Oh, baby, I was there for you
All I ever wanted was the truth, yeah, yeah
How many nights have you wished someone would stay?
Lay awake only hoping they're okay
I never counted all of mine
If I tried, I know it would feel like infinity
Infinity, infinity, yeah
Infinity
Infinity, infinity

How many nights does it take to count the stars?
That's the time it would take to fix my heart
Oh, baby, I was there for you
All I ever wanted was the truth, yeah, yeah
How many nights have you wished someone would stay?
Lay awake only hoping they're okay
I never counted all of mine
If I tried, I know it would feel like infinity
Infinity, infinity, yeah
Infinity

He rests the guitar back on the ground and I run into his arms, wrapping my arms and legs around his neck and waist. Harry smiles and holds me tight, kissing my hair while I try to stop my sobs. "T-Thank you, Cheeky Cheshire Cat," I giggle and Harry laughs, his body radiating heat into mine.

"You're welcome, Olive," The way the nickname leaves his lips has goosebumps appear on my skin and Harry notices, picking up his phone, guitar, and my bag. I get the hint, taking my keys from the top of my bag and unlocking the door.

I walk in, Harry following me in and putting his stuff down, "Wait... you don't mind me being inside right?" He asks, nervously yet sexily biting my lip and I shake my head, "Not at all, Haz, do you want to eat something? I'm starving."

"Yeah sure, I can help you?" He suggests and I nod, smiling and taking his hand. I tug it, leading him to the kitchen where I take out broccoli, tagliatelle, chicken and my ingredients for cheese sauce. "Broccoli tagliatelle?" Harry asks and I nod, starting on it as I get them on the stove.

I turn around only to be met with Harry standing in between my legs, pushing me up against the counter and looking deep into my eyes. Getting lost in his dark green, forest-like eyes, I lean back against the counter and suddenly his hand snatches past me.

He succeeds in stealing a piece of chicken from the pasta without burning his hands and I blush, embarrassed that I actually thought he would kiss me. I sigh silently, turning around to take the pan off of the stove, switching it off.

Harry sets the table while I sit next to him after putting the pan in the middle, and he immediately attacks, taking a whole heap of pasta from the pan and onto his plate.

I giggle and fish a spoon full of chicken and broccoli out for him, "You mostly miss the chicken while taking the pasta so here." I smile, and he grins back, "Thanks babe."

"No problem," I smile and get my own serving, a smaller one than his and push the pan away to be able to look at him. It's not that I wanted to be a creep and watch him eat, but I find it annoying trying to look at someone with an object in between.

We eat in silence, sometimes interrupted by Harry moaning at the taste of the food, making me laugh. I finish before him, resting my cutlery on the side together, just as the etiquette says you must do when you're done and in no need for more.

Harry chuckles and finishes a few minutes later. I smile at him and stack up the plates, going to wash them off but he gets up, "I'll do that, you can go shower or watch t.v. or anything."

"Okay, thanks," I smile at him as he takes the dishes from me and goes to wash them. I rub my arms, feeling cold as I walk out to my backyard, looking up at the stars.

After a few minutes I go back inside, walking up the stairs and to my room to get a hoodie or anything warm. I find one, walking back out of my room in to the dark hall way, about to unfold the jumper and pull it on when I am roughly pushed up against the nearest wall.

"I don't think another layer of clothing is needed, babe," Harry's raspy voice says teasingly, and suddenly his lips find mine in the darkness of the room.

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Hiiiii again (: OMG THE FEELS HUH? Infinity is too damn amazing I am officially addicted :o Anywayzzz what do you think huh? -wiggles eyebrows-

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