Broken But Still Good//H.S - Chapter Two
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As I began my walk, I immediately put in my headphones and pressed play on my walking playlist. There was something about the way music could make you feel like life was important again and that everything you were feeling was completely valid.
My feet stopped when the first song began to play. Out of all the songs on this playlist…
She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes
A smile slowly crept onto my face as I shook my head, continuing my pace. Kiwi never failed to put a smile on my face. There was just something about the hard beats and Harry’s melting voice that just made me shiver.
As the world begin to drown out, I couldn’t help but break out some subtle dance moves. It wasn’t like anyone was gonna notice. I lived in a college town so everyone was really on about there own business. But much to my dismay, a large hand suddenly grabbed my shoulder, effectively scaring the crap out of me. So much for going unnoticed.
“OH MY GOD! WHAT THE F-” I turned around to face the perpetrator but was met instead with the shit eating grin of Harry Styles.
“You’re really jumpy, you know that?” He laughed.
“Only when assholes scare me.” I argued, pushing his chest back with the little force I could muster.
“You’ve called me an asshole twice since I met you. I sense a pattern forming.” My eyes dipped to his chest which he was currently rubbing. OMG the swallows!
“Well you’ve scared me three times since I met you. I win.” Smiling politely, I turned to keep walking, expecting him to follow.
“I called your name three times.” His long legs reached me quickly.
“I was listening to music.” I shook my phone in his directions, taking the headphones out.
“What were you listening to?” Before I could stop him he grabbed my phone and flashed the lockscreen. My face immediately turned bright red and my eyes grew to the size of saucers.
I dared a glance at him and my heart stopped. His face was graced with the most beautiful smile.
“You like my music?” His eyes sparkled like a kid on Christmas.
“Actually, I love your music.” I admitted.
“What’s your favorite song?” Harry Styles was dissolving into a nervous chihuahua right in front of me.
“From the Dining Table.” It was my favorite song by far.
His brow furrowed slightly at my answer, “Why?”
My cheeks felt warm at his inquisition. Maybe I should’ve said like Sweet Creature of something. That seemed to be everyone else’s favorite. Shit. Explain yourself Marigold!
“It’s real. Soft and full of emotion. Don’t get me wrong I love them all. I think your like super duper talented. I cried when I heard Sign of the Times for the first time and Sweet Creature reminds me of the relationship I have with my youngest brother and I love dancing to Kiwi. And I’m really talking too much aren’t I?” I didn’t think my cheeks could get any warmer.
“Wow.” My head dropped, ready for the barrage of teasing I was bound to get. It’s usually what happens when I talk about my love for his music.
“Can I buy you a cup of coffee or something?” My eyes shot up to his, hoping and praying there was no malice behind his statement. His face was completely sincere.
A giggle burst from my chest, “You want to get coffee with me? After everything that has happened in the past thirty minutes?”
His hand snaked up, scratching the back of his neck, “I mean, yeah. If you want to, that is?”
Before I could stop myself, a snort came out of my mouth and I was laughing like a mad woman. Harry stepped back as I bent over to try and contain my obnoxious cackling. This was too good to be true.
“What’s so funny?” He had a slight lilt to his voice, as if he was seconds away from joining me. Letting out a sigh, I straightened up, wiping tears from eyes, and answered with as much sanity I could muster.
“This is not how I saw my day going at all today. And yes, I would love to get a cup of coffee with you.” The smile that graced his face made my heart melt. Fuck. I’m in trouble.