Maybe (harry styles fanfic)
chapter 10
"you like it" harry says bitting his lip. "cause i heard girls like this sort of thing."
i smile and nodd my head.
he returns my smile and looks down at the gound. "i dont know if you noticed, selena but im not good at this sort of thing"
his comment makes my grin wider. i spread my arms and push myself into him. i run my fingers through his curly locks. i curl one around my index finger feeling its soft touch on my skin. i squeeze my eyes shut enjoying the warmth harry is giving to me.
"your doing fine" i whisper into his chest.
he lifts his hand off my lower back entiwning it with my small one. he lowers his head, his nose brushing onto mine.
"good" he says in his raspy voice.
he takes a step back keeping his large hand locked with mine. we start to walk through the large crowds of people. his tall frame sheilds mine from the figures around us.
i spot a fairuswheel a couple yards away from us.
"harry can we please go on the wheel" i say.
he bites his lip and considers it a moment.
"of course, love."
we walk to the wheel. the man stops us to wait our turn. he looks to be in his mid-forty's, his blonde hair showing grey. harry gives the man money for two tickets. the man smiles opening the gate to the wheel.
"you two kids have fun" he says.
harry leads me to a open seat on the large wheel. we take our seats. a male who looks about my age makes his way to our cart. his long-light brown hair and grey eyes looks familier to me. as he approches us his familiarity makes it hard to not take a notice. he belts harry it first. the tempation grows stronger, though i try not to stare. he catch my eye as he buckles me into the cart. i feel my cheeks heat and turn away. i glance away and see that harry is clenching his fist in his lap. he is holding his jaw tightly. i start to feel scared.
i smile and nodd my head.
he returns my smile and looks down at the gound. "i dont know if you noticed, selena but im not good at this sort of thing"
his comment makes my grin wider. i spread my arms and push myself into him. i run my fingers through his curly locks. i curl one around my index finger feeling its soft touch on my skin. i squeeze my eyes shut enjoying the warmth harry is giving to me.
"your doing fine" i whisper into his chest.
he lifts his hand off my lower back entiwning it with my small one. he lowers his head, his nose brushing onto mine.
"good" he says in his raspy voice.
he takes a step back keeping his large hand locked with mine. we start to walk through the large crowds of people. his tall frame sheilds mine from the figures around us.
i spot a fairuswheel a couple yards away from us.
"harry can we please go on the wheel" i say.
he bites his lip and considers it a moment.
"of course, love."
we walk to the wheel. the man stops us to wait our turn. he looks to be in his mid-forty's, his blonde hair showing grey. harry gives the man money for two tickets. the man smiles opening the gate to the wheel.
"you two kids have fun" he says.
harry leads me to a open seat on the large wheel. we take our seats. a male who looks about my age makes his way to our cart. his long-light brown hair and grey eyes looks familier to me. as he approches us his familiarity makes it hard to not take a notice. he belts harry it first. the tempation grows stronger, though i try not to stare. he catch my eye as he buckles me into the cart. i feel my cheeks heat and turn away. i glance away and see that harry is clenching his fist in his lap. he is holding his jaw tightly. i start to feel scared.
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