[Trouble’s POV]
I’m still awake when Jaz gets back from the boy’s place. I’ve been glued to YouTube for these past few hours. I really didn’t know how popular these boys were. Maybe because I don’t really listen to their type of music. But I must admit they have good songs. Jaz slams her bedroom door shut and I get up to go check on her.
“Go away Scarlett.” She’s lying on her bed just staring at the ceiling.
“No Jazlene.” She sighs as I sit next to her on the bed. “What happened?”
“Nothing.”
“Stop lying. You don’t just walk in here slamming doors if nothing happened.” I push but I know it will take more for her to budge.
“Freaking Liam happened!” She raises her hands in the air and I feel my cheeks get red.
“What happened with Liam?”
“Oh god! Not what you think. No offense Scar but I’m not taking your sloppy seconds.” I hit her arm and she laughs.
“Shut up. So what happened? I’m guessing he asked you not to dance?”
“How’d you guess?”
“Because they call Liam daddy direction. He’s like the responsible out of the group...” I trail off when I see Jaz’s confused face. “Sorry. You can learn a lot about people from YouTube and Twitter.”
“Wow. The less I know the better.”
“You do realize that we will be there dancers for a month right? You’re going to learn more about them even if you don’t want to.”
“Ugh I know.”
“So what did Liam talk to you about?”
“What do you think.” She says flatly.
“Niall.” She nods and rubs her face with her hands.
“He told me Niall likes me.”
“Yay! Now you two can...”
“We can nothing. He’s still our client.” I sigh this time.
“So what? He likes you and you like him. Just go out.”
“No.”
“You are one of the most stubborn people I’ve ever met.”
“I’ve been told that a few times.”
“So what’s your plan when he calls you to dance for him.”
“I haven’t thought that far ahead yet.”
“Well you need to figure it out.” I slide off her bed and get up to go to my room.
“Scar?”
“Yeah.” I turn and see she’s biting her lip which means she’s thinking about something and the tears that are welling in her eyes.
“I do really like him.” She opens her mouth to say more but stops herself.
“I know Jaz.” I give her a smile before going back into my room. I watch another old Video Diary before going to sleep.
~Next Morning~
I’m downstairs watching the tv when our phone rings. I get up to answer it and am shocked with who’s on the other end.
“Hello.”
“Hey Scarlett. It’s Harry.”
“Hi. What’s up?”
“Um I was wondering if you would want to come over tonight?”
“Yeah. Tonight is my off night at the club so I will be there. What time?”
“Around 10:30.”
“Ok. I’ll see you then.” We hang up and get this feeling in the pit of stomach. Nerves. I’ve danced in front of guys before. Hell I slept with Harry. So why am I feeling nervous all of a sudden?
[Harry’s POV]
~That Night~
I’m pacing in the living room of the flat. The boys left so I could be alone with Scarlett. I don’t know why I’m so nervous. Oh yeah that’s right. I’m going to tell I could have possible feelings for her. But maybe she will have the same feelings for me too. Wouldn’t that be something? Just then there’s a knock and all those nerves return. So much for wishful thinking. I answer and see Scarlett.
“Hey Harry.”
“H... Hey Scarlett.” Smooth move Styles. I let her inside and ruffle my hair, like I always do when I’m nervous.
“You can call me Scar if you want.” She smiles and I do the same.
“Ok. So how have you been?”
“I’ve been ok.” She sits on the couch and pats the seat next to her. I take the seat and smile. “I’m guessing you didn’t call me over to dance huh?”
“Well I was actually...” Just then her lips meet mine and she sits on my lap.
I don’t respond at first but then I get into the kiss. Our lips move together. Neither of us fighting for dominance. I pull away first to catch my breath and she smiles.
“I actually wanted to...” She moves her lips now to my neck.
“I know what you wanted to do Harry.” She speaks in between kisses. I let out a moan before pulling her away.
“No. I didn’t want this.” She looks confused and I move her off of my lap.
“What do you mean?”
“I wanted to actually talk to you.” She looks down in embarrassment.
“Oh.”
“I’m sorry. It’s just... After that night, you’re all I’ve been able to think about.” I smile and so does she for a brief second before it vanishes.
“Yeah well that was a fun night.”
“But that’s not what I meant. I think... I think I like you Scar.” Her eyes go wide and she stands quickly.
“You don’t like me Harry.”
“What do you mean I don’t like you?” It’s not like she’s in my body and can tell what I’m feeling.
“I mean we had sex so you have this whole lust thing for me. You shouldn’t confuse the two.”
“I think I know what I’m feeling. And trust me it’s not lust. I do like you Scarlett...”
“How? This is the first time we have ever talked to each other.” Her statement is true.
“I don’t know how I know. I just do. You know when you are nervous but excited to see someone? And when you dream about them? Or when you wonder what they are doing all the time? Well that’s how I feel about you.”
“I gotta go.” She grabs her things and walks to the door.
“Scar.” She leaves before I can finish my sentence. Obviously wishful thinking is never a good option.
(A/N Haz like Scar!!!! But did she really have to storm out like that! FAKE!! Lol!! Xx)
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Maybe? Maybe Not? (One Direction Fanfiction)
FanficAnd it all started with a Strip Club
