HARRYS P.O.V

Lillie had no idea she was dancing with him.

He'd worn his hair slicked back with a beanie like her boyfriend Jake always wore.

Harry guessed she liked them, and even though the party was slightly formal, he was out to impress.

Her hands fit perfectly in his, her body coming closer against his chest.

Harry decided not to say anything, just laughing when she said 'No funny business'

If she heard his accent, he'd be dead.

The song felt like it went on forever, just the way Harry had wanted.

It was his request to play John Mayer.

The DJ made him pay 5 bucks because it ruined the 'vibe' of the party.

Knowing the song was dying down, Harry mentally prepared himself to get out his best 'American accent', coming in near Lillie's ear.

"Come out to the garden with me, nothing serious, no hook ups, I just want to talk." He asked, impressed with how capable he was pulling off the American voice.

His Niall Irish impression was horrific.

"Okay" He heard her let out just loud enough for him to hear.

"I just need to tell my friend".

Lillie let go, walking towards Ana who was now eying him down.

He passed the test. She didn't recognize it was him.

Lillie came back with her signature wide smile, pulling him out back into the garden.

Surprisingly no couples were spread out on the benches or in the bushes.

Maybe it was too earlier Harry thought.

Shaking her long hair, Lillie took off her mask swiftly.

"This thing itches, I can't stand it. See my friend Ana thought we shouldn't wear masks because it's cliche but thank goodness we did because EVERYONE has one on and we'd look like fools and who wa-" She rambled, stopping when Harry's hand covered her lips.

"Don't kiss me" She still managed to get out with Harry's palm over her mouth.

He laughed, taken by just how adorable she really could be.

Letting go, Harry told her not to be mad about what he was about to do.

Taking the back string of his mask, he tore it off revealing his face.

Lillie looked blank.

"What" She demanded.

"Want to compare me to Gorilla again, because you look like a baboon's ass" She seethed through her teeth, trying to look 'intimidating'.

Taking a seat, Harry played with his mask between his hands, turning his head to Lillie.

"Lillie I'm sorry. I didn't actually think you looked like a Gorilla, that's ridiculous. I knew Natalie and her friends would laugh and I wanted to make you mad. For some reason I thought you deserved it, like you'd done me wrong. All you did was fool around with your boyfriend in the back of some car and I blew up on you like, I don't know…you belonged to me. It's ridiculous, ya? To be so into someone who you barely know" He revealed, hoping she'd understand.

Lillie looked at him, unsure about what to say.

Placing her hand on his knee, she banged her fists into his shoulder.

"You don't traumatize and humiliate girls you like Harry, were 17, not 5. If you felt that way, it was a delusion. We barely know each other, you know nothing about me. If you did, trust me, you'd run back to England" She said trying to fix the situation.

"Let be try to make it up to you over the break, give me a chance Lillie" Harry begged, placing his hand onto hers.

"You have one, that's it Styles. By the way, I'll be craving a Vanilla Latte tomorrow around 8am, my dorm number's 503." Lillie winked, walking out of the garden leaving Harry behind.

Tearing off the beanie, he felt a strong pair of hands grasping his shoulders.

Louis.

"It worked mate, your in!"