Soldier Styles // Harry Styles

Chapter 34

^^^Amanda's POV^^^

What could Louis possibly need Kendall for? I feel like I'm missing something.. I need to go find Louis.

I go by his bunker first, he's not there. I go by the cafeteria, not there either. I re-check the infirmary, nope. I decide to re-check his bunk, I regret that decision horribly.

I don't open the door, because there is a girl moaning- no screaming- Louis' name.

No, thank you..

What is with everyone? Everyone is having sex.

I'll come back later. I start to think about it.

Bitch, no I ain't. I'm knocking.

I walk back up to his door, knocking loudly until someone answers. Soon after, everything stops. A furious Louis and a satisfied Kendall walk out. "What?" Louis growls.

"Why is she here?" I ask calmly.

"The question is: why are you here?" He whines grumpily.

We all know how he acts when he doesn't get to get some.. "I need to talk to you,"

"Then talk," he rolls his eyes. With Kendall still latched to his side, she kisses his lips once more.

"Save that for later," I roll my eyes. "Why?" I say calmly.

"Why what?"

"Why are you doing this to Harry?" I see the smile on Kendall's face grow, making me want to punch her in the face.

"I beg your pardon?" He says sweetly, grinning evilly.

"Why is she a part of your stupid plan? Why are you making her be in a relationship with Harry? Why are you making me make him fall in love with me?" My voice grows louder with each breath I take.

"Why would I make my fiancé do anything?" He emphasizes fiancé with a rumbling voice.

I gasp. "What kind of fucked up shit are you on?" I say in disgust. "What kind of person does this?"

His grin never vanishes from his face."I'm doing this for his own good. Now, you may leave," he says, slamming the door in my face.

His own good? I'm sure.

..

I don't know what to do. Should I tell Harry? I mean, he is the one who ditched me for that bitch. I'll have to think about it..

"Why the long face?" A girl, about my height asks, sitting down beside me.

"It's complicated." I mumble, not looking at the girl.

"You're American? What are you doing over here?" Her thick accent asks, turning to face me.

"It's hard to explain." I say, finally looking up at the girl. She is really pretty. Tall, her hair is two different colors but it goes well together. "I'm Amanda," I introduce.

Her smile grows, shaking my hand tightly. "Brianna."

"Nice to meet you," I say softly.

"Well, why are you outside at three in the morning, sitting all alone on a cold bench?" She asks.

"I have a lot on my mind," I shrug, kicking a pebble to the other side of the sidewalk.

"You can talk to me, I won't tell anyone." She offers. I mean, why not?

"It's a long story..." I sigh.

"It's a good thing I love stories." She smiles, listening intently as I talk.

..

"Wow," she gasps. "Who would he do such a thing?" She asks, making a disgusted face.

"I don't know what to do." I groan.

"Tell Harry," She says slowly. "If you don't tell him, then you will regret it later."

"I guess you're right," I sigh. "I got to go tell him now."

"I'll come with you," she stands. "I want to meet this boy."

"Let's go,"

..

I knock on Harry's door loudly, not caring if he's asleep. He opens the door, eyes widening when he notices it's me. "A-Amanda?" He asks shocked.

"Yes, now, I need to tell you something," I say lowly. "Is Kendall here?" Brianna scoffs.

"No.. She is with her mom." He says. Oh, I'm sure.

"This is Brianna," I almost forget to add.

"Hi.." He says awkwardly. "Come in," he says, opening the tiny door wider.

"Thanks," I mumble. "Sit." I command.

"Why?" He asks groggily.

"Just sit down."

After he sits down, I begin to talk.

"Kendall is Louis' fiancé and they are in this plan. And I'm in it, they're making me fall in love with you-" Harry cuts me off from my rant.

"That isn't true. Louis is my best friend and Kendall is my girlfriend. They wouldn't do that." Harry denies.

"Like hell they wouldn't," Brianna cuts in.

"Thank you for telling me this, but please leave them alone." Harry states.

"You don't believe me? What happened to before I was in a coma? Do you not like me anymore? Because you would've never left me in the curb like you're doing now." I say, tears brimming at my eyes.

Harry sighs, running a hand through his messy hair. "It wasn't intentional-"

"You know how that felt?" I cut him off. "How would've you felt? If you were in my position. You don't even realize that I liked you! If you did, then you wouldn't have been with her." Tears are furiously running down my face.

"Amanda-" he tries to calm me down but I'm not letting in.

"You're just going to get hurt by Kendall. And I'm trying to help you. I'm trying to tell you what Louis brought me here for!" I sob.

"Calm down," Harry ushers, rubbing my back softly.

"You're a dick," Brianna states, grabbing my hand. "We're leaving." She drags me out of his room.

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^^^Harry's POV^^^

I open my door slowly, seeing Brianna rubbing Amanda's back. Why is she crying so hard? It's not like she even cared about me. I mean, if she did, she wouldn't have tried to kill herself.

When I turn back around, I hear Amanda say: "why doesn't he believe me?"

I go back to my bunk, sitting down. I think over what she told me and run back to the door. "Amanda?" I call out, but she isn't there anymore.

"Harry!" A distraught voice yells, running down the hallway.

"What?" I gasp when he snatches my hand, pulling me towards the... bathrooms? "Whoa dude-"

"General Franks.." He starts, gasping for air. "Bombed the factory."

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I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while, I just didn't feel like it.