Chapter 9

                                    

                                          
Harry Styles
                          
It's time for me to see her again. I was happy that I knew I made the decision and came over to her to tell her what I've always wanted to say. 
                          
I saw her walking towards me where I was sitting on a bench and she came and sat next to me.
                          
"Hi Harry." She looked down at her shoes 
                          
"Hey Sam what's up? You look worried?" 
                          
"No nothing just a bit nervous that's all." 
                          
"Don't be I wanted you to come so we can talk and say the things we've always wanted to." I put my hand on hers and she looked up into my eyes
                          
Her eyes were a deep blue like the ocean and I felt a smile creep on my face. Now I'm coming clean and telling her everything.
                          
"Sam I want to be honest with you I want you to know everything."
                          
"We don't have to do it all now even if I want to because I want to come clean as well."
                          
"You want to go first?"
                          
"No still piecing it all together you can go." 
                          
"Okay so that day when I was over at your house in the backyard playing football with Louis and I saw you sitting on the hammock reading a book, I don't know why but I just felt like that's what I wanted to see everyday." I took a breath and made sure I kept looking at her eyes
                          
"Seeing you focused and just so interested in the book and it was the one book you loved, it was called 'Snow White Must Die' I remember how you said it's about murder one guy was blamed for a death of his ex girlfriend and he came out of prison 11 years later and history was repeating itself but the truth started coming out and they realised that it wasn't him who killed his ex but it was his drunk friends and a jealous girl." 
                          
"I can't believe you remember that." 
                          
"How can I forget? After that day I just couldn't get you out of my head I stayed up thinking about you, your smile, hobbies, the way your face lighted up whenever your favourite band started playing. Everything about you made me happy but I was afraid that you didn't feel the same way, so I didn't come around as often as I used to. I was afraid that I might just walk and give you hug and then kiss you."
                          
"You were afraid that you'd hurt me and Louis would hate you and you'd lose your best friend."
                          
"I was a coward and I shouldn't have been so scared to be honest about the way I felt." 
                          
"Hey." She put her hand on my cheek, "You're not the only one that was a coward I was a coward to." 
                          
"You're not I mean you told me about Dina even though you knew that I'd react that way but you didn't care because it was hurting you, I was hurting you." 
                          
"You might have been hurting me but when I saw how happy you were I knew that I couldn't lie or hurt you. I had to tell you the truth."
                          
"What do you mean lie to me?"
                          
"That night of the date, I was planning on lying and saying she's horrible you'd be better with someone else but then I saw the two of you and I couldn't do it." 
                          
"You should've said that because then she could go and marry her fucking fiancé without making me stay away from you for two weeks because I hated that I hurt you."