Destined [H.S]

I'm your what?!

Emma's POV

Harry stood there frozen for what seemed like an hour. I was about to ask him if anything was wrong, but he spoke up suddenly.

"Felicity?" He asked in disbelief.

Felicity? This name kind of sounds familiar... Where did I hear it?

"Hazza bear!" A high pitched voice squealed and jumped onto Harry, kissing him as if he was her soulmate that was just about to break up with her. She wore the tightest clothes someone could ever wear - I mean, how can she even breathe? She wore a hot pink crop top that slid up every time she stroked Harry's hair, revealing a humongous tattoo on her waist, while her black skinny jeans clung to her short legs.

Felicity is Hazzy's girlfriend, I just learnt, the one who he told me about before bootcamp. He had mentioned he didn't like her that much now. I think I'll have to do something to get her off of him.

I stood up and stood next to Harry. I saw her kissing him like she's seen him after a century. Ugh, gross.

"Uh excuse me, what exactly do you think you're doing?" I asked, tapping Felicity's shoulder. She pulled away from the kiss and looked at me skeptically. Harry took this moment to pull himself away from her and inch a bit closer to me.

"What does it look like?" She sneered.

"Don't talk to her like that" Harry said angrily, gripping my waist, "Emma's my new girlfriend."

What?

I looked up at him in shock.

"I'm your what?!" I whispered to him so Felicity couldn't hear us.

"Just play along, please." He responded. I got his plan and followed Harry's idea.

"Harry! Really?!" She asked in pure terror. There was no hurt flashing across her face, it was just fear. Fear of losing the popular kid as a boyfriend. She wasn't hurt that Harry had chosen me over her (not actually, but to her, he did). She was just afraid that she'll be unpopular again, since Harry's broken up with her.

Harry nodded, pulling me closer to him. I smirked at Felicity and flipped her off. Harry probably saw it and tried to hide his laugh. But I could see that it was getting out of control, and Harry could break his cover any second now.

"We gotta go bye!" I said urgently to Felicity and slammed the door shut on her face. Harry had already burst out laughing and I heard footsteps going away from our room, telling me that Felicity was gone.

"Her boyfriend, are you Haz?" Louis smirked as he got up from the floor and walked to us like a villain in a spy movie would.

"That was just to shoo someone away." Harry said. I nodded and stepped away from Harry's close range.

"Yeah, sure." Liam said sarcastically.

"What did I tell you about being sarcastic? It's. My. Thing." I sneered, narrowing my eyes at him. He ignored me and continued talking romantic stuff with Zayn.

"But it was clear that at some point, you both weren't acting." Niall said, smirking at us like Louis did.

"Maybe our acting was so good that you couldn't make it out." Harry suggested.

"Not 'maybe', Hazzy, our acting is that good." I corrected him. He nodded his head vigorously, indicating that he strongly agreed.

"Hazzy?!" The lads said together in shock.

"That's - that's just -"

"A nickname for him, right?" Niall cut me off. I nodded.

"You already have nicknames for each other? That's cute!" Zayn said, "Liam and I don't have nicknames yet."