My way

Li Húa's Pov


Did he just ask me out? Did I just say yes?! Oh my god. Why would I say yes! I don't even know him. Well, I am in his car. And then again, the whole point of a date is to get to know someone better. But why would I say yes. I have no interest in this guy at all. Okay, so maybe he is sweet, and nice, and incredibly attractive. He still poured coffee on me. I'm so mean. He said sorry. What's wrong with me?! An insanely good looking celebrity just asked you out, and you are having doubts?!

"You there, Love?" He snaps me out of my thoughts and I'm a bit confused. Did he just ask me something? Crap. "Huh?" I say confused. "I asked you where do I go" he states, and I look and we are at a sign. "Take a left" I say and we shift over turning onto the street lane. "What were you doing?" He asks and I think of something to say. He can't know I didn't want to go out with him. He will be upset. "Uhh.. Just thinking" I utter and and he glances over at me. "Thinkin' about me?" He smirks and I roll my eyes. "In your dreams, Styles" I comment laughing and just looks at me. Staring at me blankly and my eyes widen. "Styles. Styles! Stop it!! HARRY!!" I scream and he continues to laugh as I am in shock. We almost crashed into God knows what. "I hate you so much! Why would you do that?!" I whimper and start to sob. "What? What just happened here...?" He asks. I don't exactly cry, and I shed a few tears. I cry too much. "Babe, what's wrong?" He puts his hand on my shoulder. Still driving. I flinch away, and he pulls over to the side of the road. "I'm sorry. I didn't think you would get this upset" he tries to look at me in my eyes and I just refuse. "My dad died in a car accident, you jerk!" I shout folding my arms sniffling my nose and looking down. "I'm sorry. I am a jerk. I'm the biggest jerk" he says still trying to get me to look at him. "Forgive me" he asks holding my cheeks and wiping the remaining tears off with his thumb skimming over my skin. I nod and he smiles. I really do cry too much though. Even as a child I always cried a lot. Especially when I didn't get my own way. I get everything I want. Everything. Not sure why. Anytime I want something, I get it. Only two people could refuse me, and that was my parents. I once got out of homework for the semester.

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