A Change At Heart

Layla

"c-can I p-p-"

"Stop fucking stuttering" I pinched the bridge of his nose with his finger and thumb..

"Can I please have some food" I whispered as my tummy growled.. He looked at me and brought his hand up... I reacted by squeezing my eyes shut flinching waiting for a blow to my face.. But nothing happened.. I peaked open to find him staring at me running his hands through his beautiful curls..I just wanna run my hands through them just once...I looked at his face he had confusion in it.. He was so cute with his nose scrunching up.. Beautiful eyes... If he treated me different I Problably would have liked him.. But even as he treats me like this.. I like him.. I Lo-like Harry styles..After two weeks of being here everyday I get a little excited/nervous when the door opens knowing I'm going to see his beautiful eyes.. I didn't even notice that my right hand slowly found its way up to his hair and ran my shaky fingers through it... He closed his eyes for a second .. It actually looked like he enjoyed me doing this..he snapped them open and snatches my arm..

"What are you doing?" he gritted his teeth and his eyes showed confusion..

"I-I-I"

"Stuttering" he worned

"I just wanted to feel your hair" I said and put my hands up blocking my face...

"Why?" he whispered shaking his head... I didn't know how to respond to that so I stood quiet... He snapped his head towards me and grabbed my forearm harshly.. I winced and he stood up

"Why!" he shouted

"I don't know" I cried.. He pulled me up with him and slammed me against the wall..

"Why Layla!" I've never heard him use my name before.. "WHY!"

"Because I like it!" I sobbed

"Like what" he furrowed his eyebrows ..

"Your hair" I whispered.. He let go of me and stepped back a few steps.. I slumped to the floor and pulled my ones to my chest... He kept a stare in me before walking out..

-Harry-

When her soft gentle fingers ran through my hair I closed my eyes.. It felt .. Nice... I loved it.. That's when I snapped my eyes open and snatched her arm... After I yelled at her and pushed her against the wall she sobbed,

"Because I like it" I furrowed my eye brows..

"Like what?"

"Your hair" she whispered.. I let go of her and took a couple steps back.. I watched as she slumped to the wall and brought her knees to her cheat.. Her wavy brown hair covered her beau- eyes.. I felt my stomach drop to my ass..I walked out of the room and started pulling t my hair... What the fuck.. Why did her words and actions affect me? I grabbed a plate and put 2 slices of pizzas on it.. I let out a long sigh and walked in again.. But I guess she didn't hear me because when I opened the door her back was faced to me and she wa rocking back and forth singing a song...

"I don't like you.. But I love you
seems that I'm always thinking of you

oh woah you treat me baadly
i love you madly

youve really got a hold on me..
youve really got a hold on me..

Baby.. I love you and all I want you to do is just

hold me..

hold me..

Hold meee..." she sniffled every few words.. Wow .. She has such a beautiful voice.. But as she finished she started sobbing again.. I fully opened the sort and her sobs stopped..

"eerm here.. You.. Uh said you were hungry so yeah.." I handed her the pizza and she whispered a thank you.. I nodded and stood there watching her as she ate.. Wow she ate that fast.. I guess two weeks without eating makes you hungry.. I walked out of her room and locked the door.. Her lyrics hit me hard..

Was she talking about me?

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