It doesn't matter who we are. ~Harry Styles.

Chapter 8

Yes.

I was looking right into his gorgeous eyes and my heart was literally hammering against my chest. We were right in front of eachother and I could feel his warm breathe on my neck, and my blue eyes were still full of shock.

It was crazy. He looked exactly the same, but he had matured a lot. He was so much more handsome and grown up, and just staring at him made my heart flutter with joy. His messy curls were laying perfectly on his head, and a smile was tugging on his lips. I didn't know if I was imagining things but I swear, I could've seen some happiness in his eyes.

I didn't even know how I got here in the first place. Everything seriously went so fast in a flash, and here I am looking into the most stunning pair of eyes you could imagine. They're just like I remember.

When we arrived, there was already a mob of girls inside. We waited for a few mins before the show started, and then the screaming got hectic. My jaw dropped when I saw him on stage, a huge sheepish smile on his lips as he began singing his melodies. After that.. I remember them going off stage and giving everyone a thank you. I'm pretty sure then we left to the parking lot, a few tears were rolling down my cheek because I hadn't seen him in forever, and that resulted in my mascara to stickily pour down my cheek. I then had to lazily walk back to the girls bathroom.

I really can't remember anything aft- Oh wait, now I remember. Let me say that again; I then COULDN'T find the girls bathroom. Mina and Coralie were waiting inside the car, which left my clumsy self to find the bathroom. I remember walking into a gigantic black glass door which lead to a room full of speakers, microphones and all that crap.

My clumsy self tripped over a wire on the floor and the only thing I remember after that was a strong arm grabbing me, pulling me up to meet him.

Yeah, so here I am. Standing right in front of the guy I used to love the most in my whole life. I was heck worried he wouldn't remember me, and my brain began panicking. But all my nervousness died down when he decided to make my heart beat even faster.

"Skye." He whispered.

"H-harry?" I whispered back, my breath getting caught. Unlike him, I wasn't cool and calm. I was literally stuttering, and I probably looked like I was staring at a sereal killer. No joke, I was shocked. S-H-O-C-K-E-D.

Then he did something that made my heart skip a beat.

He smiled.

I gulped. His smile hadn't even changed! It was a weak smile though, so fortunately for me, his dimples didn't appear. Fortunate for me? Well, if his dimples had appeared I probably would've died of a happy heart attack if that is even possible..

Then he did the unexpected. He slinged his arms around my back and pulled me close, engulfing me in a warm, sweet hug. My eyes widened and my mouth was in the shape of an o form. I couldn't do anything but wrap my arms around his back and enjoy the hug while it lasted. "I've missed you so much." He muffled.

It felt awkward, not being able to do anything but just simply hug. If we were together, we usually shared a short peck or he either did something extremely cute. Right now, it was nothing but a friendly hug.

"I've missed you too." I sighed, enjoying the warmth of his body. I missed his hugs, and that was a pure fact.

Unfortunately for me, he pulled back. "You actually came to one of our concerts." He mumbled, a grin playing on his lips.

I held my hands against my back and nodded. "Mina and Coralie forced me to, though."

"Oh, I remember them.." He awkwardly smiled, shifting uncomfortably. "So um.. how have you been?"