Summer Love (Harry Styles)

Summer Love- Chapter 8

"Is that Emily stuff true?" I asked Lou as we walked.
He had taken me to the park and we were currently strolling around the beautiful area.

"Honestly, I don't know anymore. They dated for a bit, but things got complicated with touring and then she had to be in America this summer." He answered truthfully.

I swallowed hard, that's not the answer I wanted to hear.
I started to play with my necklace; I always did when I was worried, nervous, or even when I was upset.

"What's that?" He asked pointing to my necklace, stopping in his tracks.

"Jake...he...he gave it to me..." I answered.
Wow that sounded stupid coming out of my mouth.

Louis took my hands, "Why do you wear it, love?"

"It reminds me of all the good times I had with him..." my voice cracked as I held back the tears.
I knew I had to get rid of the necklace, but I didn't think I could.
"We were best friends..."

Louis led me to a pond in the park and gave me a look, indicating he wanted me to throw it.
I understood what he was saying.
I need to get rid of it if I want to move on....
I began un-hooking the back of the necklace and held it in my hands. Taking a deep breath, I remembered when he first gave it to me.
Things were so simple then. We were in love, we were crazy about each other.
I snapped back to reality and whispered to myself, "He never really loved me."
Then I winded up my arm and threw it far out into the pond with all my might.
It felt...good!

"See, doesn't that feel great?" Louis asked, putting an arm on my shoulder.

"Uh, yeah!" I exclaimed.

Louis put his arm around my waist as we continued on our trail.
"You know, there's something I've been wanting to tell you." Louis spoke up.
He looked nervous. He was actually beginning to sweat!

"You can tell me." I said to him, "We're close, it's okay."

Lou stopped walking and took my hands, looking deep into my eyes, "Okay, I...Payton, I really-"

"Louis! Payton!" He was interrupted by a cameraman.
He caught our attention with his loud voice, and we turned in his direction as he snapped tons of pictures.
"Are you two in a relationship?" the guy asked, still taking pictures.

"Wait, what?" I responded.
We aren't dating!

"Oh my God! Louis!" some girls screamed.
Then a group of girls started to come towards us. There was so many of them!
When they got about 5 feet from us, we bolted! As we ran, they started screaming for Louis, following us close behind.

"Wow, do you do this often?" I asked while running beside him.

"At least once a week." He laughed.

We tried to out-run them, but nothing we did worked! Finally, we were able to turn a corner, ducking behind a wall. The screaming fans and paparazzi went zooming past us just as we ducked down to the floor!
After a minute or so, the roar from the crowd died down, leaving us laughing on the ground.

"Wow that was crazy!" I exclaimed, catching my breath.
Louis and I breathed heavily, trying to return our breathing to normal.
"So, what did you want to tell me?" I asked after I caught my breath.

"Oh, nothing...forget it."
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Louis and I returned home and walked through the door, happy to be in the cool air.

"Hey, guys..." Zayn's voice trailed off, "Wow you look horrible."

"What happened to you?" Liam asked.

"Oh, nothing major. We just almost died!" I replied.

"What?!" Liam and Zayn said at the same time.

"We got chased..." Lou answered, whipping the sweat off his forehead, "A group of girls, paps, the whole shabang!"

"Good Lord, you guys look awful!" Niall told us when as came down the stairs.

"Gee, thanks..." I replied.

"Where's Harry?" Louis asked curiously.

"He's on the phone in his room." Liam answered.

"Who's he talking to?" I asked.

Zayn and Liam looked at each other as if they were saying, "Don't tell her."

"Oh, I don't know. Probably his mum." Zayn lied.

I rolled my eyes. I knew it was probably this Emily girl everyone seemed to know about...BUT me!
"Right." I mumbled.

Lou and I trudged up the stairs and headed into our separate bathrooms to take a shower. Before I got into my shower, I heard Harry talking on the phone from his room. I decided to walk by Harry's room slowly as if I was going to my room.
"No, you have to quit telling everybody!" he was saying into the phone.

Telling everyone what?! That they were dating! Huh, pig!

After hearing what Harry said, I was happy to take a shower! I needed to wash away my troubles.
After I finished, I stepped out and wrapped a towel around my body. It wasn't the biggest, but it's all I could find. Niall must have been doing laundry.
I un-locked the door and stepped into the hallway. On my way to my room, I bumped into Harry who was walking the opposite direction.

"Sorry." He muttered, checking me out as I kept my head down low.

Once I reached my room, I closed my door and got dressed for bed. My phone started to ring, right as I was putting my shirt on.
"Hello?" I answered, without looking who it was.
I put it on speaker while I was looking for my shorts, I couldn't find them anywhere!

"I miss you." Someone said.

I looked down at the phone in confusion, it was Jake.
"What do you want?" I asked annoyed.

"I want you back, what I did was wrong and I love YOU! Not her!" he replied.

"Jake, what's done is done." I answered, "You did me wrong and I don't think I could ever forgive you for that."

"Payton, I love you. I know you still love me too."

I crossed my arms in disgust, "Maybe I do, but I don't need you and I most certainly don't want you. I deserve better!"

Over the phone, I heard a door shut and keys clanging against each other. "Hey Jakey." A girly voice cooed through the speaker.

"Who's that?" I asked angrily.

"What? No one..." he replied quickly.

"You're a scumbag!" I yelled.
Then I hung up as fast as I could, and threw my phone at the window. As my phone hit, glass flew everywhere! A few pieces flew towards me and pierced my arm.
"Shit!" I cried out.

"Payton!" one of the guys screamed and they all rushed up the stairs.

Niall was the first one to enter my room. "Payton!" he screamed and knelt beside me.

"What the hell did you do?!" Harry yelled as he examined my arm.

Louis came over to me and helped lift me on my feet.
I was boiling with anger!
"Pay, shhh calm down. What happened?" Lou asked, holding me up by my waist.

I tried to speak, but I words didn't come out. Instead, I made this weird mumbling sound. To this they all looked at each other, not knowing what I said.

"Here, let's get you downstairs." Harry finally suggested.