Shades Of Styles

The Other Man

I'm so excited to be at this New Year's Eve party. I'm so glad my girlfriend Vanessa invited me, we've only been dating for a couple months now and this is a big party full of a lot of different celebrities. 

She works in the film industry so she's friends with a few directors and celebrities. She said she goes to parties with them all the time which is actually crazy to me. I don't see how she would want to date some random ass person like me, yet here I am, at this huge party. I think she said this was Mandy Moore's party but she listed a lot of celebrities she knew when we were talking about it, so I could be wrong. 

"Vanessa! Hi!" A tall woman exclaims as she sees us. Vanessa pulls from my arm and wraps them around the woman as they share in excitement over seeing each other. 

"It has been too long! When are you going to come work on the show again?" The woman asks her. I stand behind them awkwardly waiting for either an introduction or for them to part ways. My eyes begin to wander over the crowd of people, my eyes landing on a few celebrities that make me gasp but I hold it in. I can't embarrass Vanessa. She was willing to bring me to a Hollywood party, the least I could do is play it cool.

Even though, Dylan Sprouse is standing 20 feet away from me right now-I'm cool. I take a quick look back to Ness and she's still talking to her tall friend. The longer I stand here, the more awkward I feel. 

Finally, Ness turns around to look at me and I can tell by the look on her face that she forgot I was here. Her eyes widen and then she grabs my hand and I smile at her as she turns to her friend. 

"Nicole, this is my girlfriend, (Y/N)." She finally introduces me. I reach out my hand to Nicole and we exchange a quick handshake as Vanessa introduces the woman as Nicole Steinwedell. She explains that they met on a tv show Nicole is in a few years back. The two talk for a minute or two longer, Vanessa only brings me into the conversation once or twice before Nicole gives us her goodbyes and disappears into the crowd. 

"Im so sorry about that (Y/N), sometimes I just-I don't know." She sighs and then gives me her classic puppy dog look and pouts her lip. "I'm sorry." She apologizes as she takes my hand, gently caressing the back of it. 

"It's okay." I tell her. She knows just how to make me smile again. "Just introduce me first, before you completely forget I'm here." 

"Will do." She states and pecks my lips once. She leads me to the drink area and pours me a glass of my favorite drink before handing it to me. I take a sip before looking down at my phone to read the time. 20 minutes till midnight. 

She pulls me around the party for a few more minutes before I get distracted by a person that I believe to be- 

"Harry!" She gasps and she lets go of my hand. I turn my head around quickly to look at the person she sees and my eyes widen. Theres no way, that's who I think it is. Harry fucking Styles. Yep. Of course it is, I haven't seen him in well over a decade. Not since we broke up. Fuck, that was so long ago but seeing him again, after everything- its bringing back some old memories that I thought I buried. 

"(Y/N)! Come here." Vanessa calls to me, Harry's head does the same thing I did just seconds ago, looking in my direction, his eyes widen and his mouth falters slightly. I reluctantly make my way to my girlfriends side as she happily talks to my ex and now I regret ever walking in here. I have actual butterflies in my stomach and I feel sick. Harry and I dated so long ago. It was right before he went on the X-Factor. He was my first love, we dated for nearly a year and he took my damn virginity for fucks sake. I know we were just dumb kids, it was puppy love in most peoples eyes. It was destined to fall apart from the start. 

I didn't watch him while he was on the X -factor, I couldn't. After all, that was the reason we broke up. It only took us 2 weeks away from each other to realize it wouldn't work out. I was torn to shreds after the phone call. I cried for weeks and I hoped that he would come back to me after everything but then he just kept getting bigger and bigger and I never saw him again. I never had any closure from the relationship. I slowly started to get over him and I haven't even thought of him in 10 years-not in that way at least. I mean, it's pretty hard to ignore the biggest celebrities of our generation when he's on pretty much everywhere.