I'm "That" girl

Chapter seventeen

"Why can't you tell me?" I blurt out.

Louis and Rebecca both turn and look at me. I wanted an answer. Why couldn't he say it in front of me? Was it really that bad?

"Is it really that bad?" I ask, and I'm pretty sure they noticed the sadness in my voice. I wasn't crying, I was just sad.

"No, no. Of course not. It's not bad. It's just that... It's private." Louis exclaims comfortingly.

"Private?" I ask.

"Yeah. Private as in he, um. He didn't even want to tell me. Yeah."

Louis didn't seem very convincing. But I didn't want to seem annoying by asking heaps of questions, so I just nodded. My stomach was still churning because I know something isn't right.

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I was home alone now. Rebecca went out with Louis and Aubrey was still with Niall.

I still couldn't stop thinking about Harry. I give Louis credit for trying to make me not worry, but it just made me worry more.

I took a deep breathe and let out a loud sigh. I ran my hands over my face and looked around the room. Then I looked down at myself and I was still in my pyjamas.

I decided to get up and go change. I decided a pair of black leggings and a casual blue and white stripy top were good enough for a day like today. I left my hair down as it was still straight from yesterday and decided to put on some makeup. Not much, just enough to make me feel girly. So I put on some powder, filled in my eyebrows a little and then put on some mascara.

As I was putting on some deodorant, there was a knock at the door. At first I thought that it would have been Aubrey, but then I realised she would have just unlocked the door with her key and came in. Maybe it's Rebecca? I don't know.

"Coming!" I yell.

I walk out my room, to the door and I open it.

And there stood Harry fucking Styles.

"Hey." he says.

I smile, but I'm still unsure whether it was real or fake.

"Hi." I greet back.

He smiled at me and I returned the favour again.

"May I come in?" He asks politely.

I just nod.

He walks in and I shut the door behind him.

I sit on the couch and he does the same. It was a little awkward for a few seconds and the room was silent.

"Emily, I'm really sorry if it seemed like I was ignoring you. I wasn't. I promise."

I'm not sure if I was expecting that or not, either way, it was nice.

I give him a smile, "It's ok." I tell him. I didn't really know what else to say.

"I just. I was just in a crap mood because of Louis. I didn't mean to take it out on you."

I bite my lip and look at my hands in my lap.

Once again, more silence.

"Wow. I'm a pretty shitty person aren't I? I'm really sorry. I always piss people off and now I've seem to do it to you too. Why do I always fuck up everything."

Ok, now I know I was not expecting that.

I look at Harry and he is looking at the floor and he just looked generally sorry. Now I felt bad for choosing to not answer him.

"Harry I'm not angry with you. And you are not a shitty person and you definitely don't always fuck shit up."

He looks up and his eyes meet with mine, and he smiles.

"I'm sorry." Is all he says.

I get up and go sit next to him, I wrap my arms around him and sit my chin on his shoulder.

"Stop saying sorry." I say, laughing a bit at the end because he is just such a gentle giant.

He pulls away a little just to look at me and I when I spot those dimples I know everything is ok. I smile back and he wraps his arms around my waist and I do the same but around the back of his neck. I felt him moving his thumb against my back as he hugged me tighter and I just felt so safe in his arms.

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Harry spent the rest of the day at my house. We watched our favourite movies and ordered pizza and it was just a perfect day.

But it came time for him to leave because he was having dinner with his father at 7pm and it was 6:10pm.

At the door he hugged me so tight and asked if I'd like to go the pool tomorrow because they have recently gotten a huge water slide there. Obviously I agreed, who would turn that down?

We said our goodbyes and I watched him leave in his jeep.

Even though I was so happy that everything with Harry was sorted and fine, I still had one question stuck in my head,

What was it that Louis couldn't say in front of me?

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-Emily xx