Gotta Be You (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 18

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~~Will’s PoV~~

Well that worked better than planned… But I’m sort of surprised he didn’t punch me, weird. Normally if you tell someone that kind of news they’re most likely going to hit you.

The second those four words left my lips; I knew that this plan was going to work extremely well. He was literally seething with anger, I could almost see smoke coming from his ears. As I said before, I’m shocked he didn’t attempt to punch me, but instead stormed out of the store.

As I walked out of the store, I pulled out my phone and punched in Sara’s number. The plan worked perfectly fine without her, so why do I even need her anymore? She didn’t do anything, she doesn’t need anything. She’s out of here. I pressed the ‘call’ button and waited for her to pick up.

“Hello?” she paused and I heard her voice again, only muffled, “If one of you drown, the rest gotta drown also!” I couldn’t help but to lightly chuckle.

“Hey Sara, is this a bad time?” Oh yeah, pretend to care, classic.

“Not one bit just at swim practice. What’s up?” It’s time to drop the bomb.

“Oh nothing just the plan worked,” I easily unlocked my car and slid in.

“Oh great! What’s next?”

“oh nothing, it’s done.”

“Wait, what? You sa-”I started it.

“Yeah, I know what I said. I’d say sorry but I’m not. It’s done, it worked better than planned. Goodbye!”

“You’re an as-” I quickly hung up and slid my phone back into my pocket. Now that’s over with.

~~Alli’s PoV~~

I sat my bag in the backseat and slammed the door closed and waddled to the driver’s side. I slowly sat down, and shut the door while tugging the seatbelt across my torso. Starting the car, I rested my head on the steering wheel and tried to hold back the tears. But I can’t let myself cry again… I’m the one who made this decision to leave. He’s the one that can’t trust me. It’s me who trusts too easily.

**FLASHBACK**

 I slid on my black and red stilettos, to match my tight, short and black dress for tonight. It was Will and I’s one year anniversary and he said that he had something special planned and that I should dress up for tonight. Wear something hot. I glanced at the clock, it read 6:47, I know that I would be at least an hour early but that could allow for some other… festivities.