Darling [h.s]

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Song For This Chapter:

"Darling, I know
'Cause you remind me every day
I'm not enough, but I still stay"

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Harry's POV:

"Darlene and you had matching costumes...now who's idea was that?" Caleb questions as he throws a solo cup into the bag I'm holding open for him.

Post party clean up is always the worst, I don't know why we're doing it. This is a job for the freshmen, not the seniors. 

"Funny how you know that when I didn't even see you at the party once" I respond casually, adding a hint of accusation in. Clearly people have been speaking.

"Zayn told me"

I didn't see Zayn either. You can't say or do one thing in this frat without everybody knowing.

"She wanted to do coordinating costumes, it was part of a deal we made" I inform, ignoring his previous statement. I really don't feel like playing a game of telephone right now.

But if I'm being honest I probably would've done a couples costume anyways, it's a easier way of showing people to back the fuck off.

Caleb just nods his head, leaning down to pick up a few beer cans on the ground. He drops them into the bag, it making a slight clinking sound as the cans hit each other on the way down. 

I expect him to turn back towards the mess but he just stares at me, seeming like he wants to say something but his mind is in debate. After the silence has gone on for far too long I speak up,

"Dude"

He finally snaps out of whatever trance his racing mind had put him in, allowing him to look away for a second before his gaze falls back to me.

"Is it true?" Caleb asks hesitantly, a bit of judgment laced in his voice.

"Is what true?" I respond in confusion, trying to push down the impatience I feel right now.

I'd be lying if I said his question didn't make my stomach drop a little bit. I hate when people are so vague, just lay it all out, it saves everyone unneeded stress.

He huffs, diverting his gaze again. The fact he's struggling to keep eye contact with me already tells me what he's about to say might set me off.

"You know what it's stupid, there's no way it's true" He says giving out an awkward laugh, his face changing into a forced calm expression.

Why the hell did he bring it up then? 

"Caleb?" 

"Yeah?"

"Say it" I state, raising a stern eyebrow at him my voice unwavering.

Caleb just sighs, "Is it true that you're dating her?" 

The simple question already raises my anger. These were the exact people I was trying to avoid telling for as long as I could. They already constantly give me shit about how much time I spend with her. 

How the hell did they even find out?

"Who said that?" I question, making sure he sees that I'm not in the mood for any bullshit.

"I was the last to hear about it" Caleb immediately spews out, throwing his hands up in surrender, "Noah told me"

Without another word I shove the garbage bag into his chest. I begin to walk going on my way to find Noah. He's around here somewhere.