As I walk in the bathroom I'm sweating. Through the whole interview I was blushing because of Harry. I find support in the sink and stare at my reflection. A big smile still on my face. Harry. I close my eyes and just grin by thinking a about him. Things weren't really different with the rest of them, of course they acted like they liked me. But I could see it in Niall's eyes. He still hates me. He still does. My mind goes back to Harry, oh Harry- "What are you thinking 'bout princess?" My eyes open in less than a second. Talking about Harry! He's right here. "Styles, you in the girls bathroom again? Gee, you must really like the girls bathroom." I say with a chuckle. He laughs, "Only if you're in the bathroom." He says. He walks towards me. I'm still bending down, supporting me with the sink. He rests his body against the wall and looks at me in the mirror. "Wow. That polka dotted bra sure is pretty." He grins. I look at myself in the mirror, the bandeau went down a little, my bra is showing and so is my cleavage. My cheeks are practically on fire. Quickly I get up and pull the bandeau up. "Perv!" I say feeling my cheeks burn in embarrassment. "Calm down princess, I just really like how that bra looks on you." He smirks and oh god, this is embarrassing. So embarrassingly embarrassing. I put my hands on my face hoping it'll make the blush go away. "I'm just picking." He says leaning close to me. Slowly he holds my hands and pulls them down. When I look into his eyes, I can feel the redness in my cheeks get worse. Why am I feeling this way? He touches my cheek with his hand. His hand is cold like it was Monday. "You look cute when you blush." He says with a smile. "Harry." I say looking down, yet he puts a smile in my face. "Just telling the truth." He forces me to look at him. "Well you didn't come here to say that you like my polka dotted bra or that I look cute blushing right?" I ask. He laughs, "No. I came here to talk to you." "About?" "Jai." He says, his voice low, not the same cheerful voice like two seconds ago. My smile fades away. Jai! I totally forgot about Jai! "I want you to break up with him." He says. "What?!" "You love me. I know you do. Because you do right? I felt it when I kissed your lips. I feel it when you're around me. I know you feel the same butterflies I do when I see you. I know you secretly smile when you look at me. I just know it." Woah. He know it? Do I make it too obvious? "I can't." I say looking down. He stays quiet. I look at him. Pain in his eyes. Oh Godness! I feel like somebody just kicked me right in the stomach! Seeing Harry's pain hurts so much more. It hurts me more to see him hurt. "You don't love me? I was wrong?" He whispers. A tear escapes my eye and he wipes it, "Don't worry about it. Really. I should've know, Jai is perfect and I know I'm the annoying boy, right? I'm-" "I love you." I blurt out. Did I just?!  Dammit Alana! "You what?" oh my don't make me repeat it again! "You heard me." I say unable to repeat the words. The pain in his eyes disappear, and I can see he happiness in his eyes. "Then break up with him. I'll wait, I will wait for you." He cups my face in his hands. "It's not so simple. We've been dating for almost a year." I say. "So? Alana. You just said you loved me! And I love you too! I truly never got over you. Since that day at the lake, I still can't forget. Forget you." He says softly. My heart and soul fill with warmness. He never forgot me. That makes me content. "I-" before I can answer Harry's phone beeps. It's a text from somebody. Curiosity creeps on me. Who is it? Sarah? Niall? Or maybe some other girl? "It's Louis. I was suppose to be in the bus with them to leave, and I'm ten minutes late." He says. "You have to leave?" I ask in sadness. "I don't want to. I wouldn't if I didn't has to. But this conversation isn't over. Give me your number? Or address?" He hands me his phone so I can put my number in. I hesitate for a minute. Should I really give him my Number? If I don't give it to him who knows when I'll ever see him. I take his phone and put my number in, then hand it to him. He grabs my face and presses his nose on mine and he's about to kiss me when I stop him. "I'm still dating Jai." I say. He sighs. God I wish I could kiss him so bad. I want to feel his warm, soft lips on mine. But I can't because of Jai. He kisses me in the cheek, very close to my lips. Then he grabs his arms around my waist, hugging me tight. I stand on my tippy toes so I can reach his neck. I hug him so tight, like if he was going away for months. "I'll see you later? Think about what I told you." Before he walks away he kisses me on the cheek again. And like that he's gone.