Wishing Star [Harry Styles]

07 || Untrustable

"Are you guys talking about me?" He widened his eyes. "That's quite uncomfortable."

Tyler

I rolled my eyes at this unknown man sitting opposite to us. He's being a pain in the ass lately. I thought I can handle his personality, but no. He is so cheeky and flirty. Let's be honest, he's quite very attractive but I can sense that there's something more about this guy. I just can't put my on it... yet.

Wishing at a falling star is impossible. There is no way on Earth that a man will just automatically comes out of nowhere. Maybe he's a psycho or maybe he's just a dude out there who likes Jesse and he started to comes up with this I-don't-remember-anything explanations. I find him very dangerous.

I'm really worried about my bestfriend, Jesse. She is so young and pure. Full of poise and beauty. She's only seventeen and turning eighteen this upcoming first of February. I know that she believes at her conclusions about this wishing star and I can sense it. I can't blame her. Maybe her conclusions was true. Just maybe...

This is the love she needs right now.

But we still need to be aware. We can't just talk at random people and then asks if this Harry does really comes out from a wishing star. They will think we're crazy. Right now, I just need to keep my eyes on Jesse. Only for Jesse. She needs it so much at these times. I know she's having a problem about Harry's needs about his living. But, I want her to know that I'm always here to help her.

Maybe I can help her by at simple things. Maybe giving Harry some clothes or maybe offering her to stay at my house. And wait, no no no. I don't like him. And may I remind you, he's not my type. There is no way I'm going to let him be alone with Jesse at her home. I still can't trust this person. What if he done something with Jesse? Or maybe rape her?

Oh my god. Bless this man.

I can tell that Harry is already in his middle twenties. Twenty four? Twenty five? Twenty six? I don't know but yes, he is. I mean, I just can't ask him about his age because obviously he will tell me that he doesn't know and he has no idea on what I'm asking.

I got ripped off my thoughts by a phone started ringing inside the restaurant. I snapped my head towards my side to see Jesse quickly shuffling things on her bag, finding her phone. I noticed that some of the people inside the small building was already watching us. Probably because of Jesse's ringing phone. I mouthed them a 'sorry' as I pinch Jesse's side, telling her to move faster. I can hear Harry chuckling towards us but I don't mind that right now.

"Did you find it already?" I hissed quietly.

"Yes," She says breathlessly as she raise the phone in the air. I nodded at her as she started to slide her small pale finger to unlock it.

"Hello?" She asks.

I let out a tired sigh as I leaned my back flatly at the wooden chair I'm sitting. I cross my legs together as I realized that Harry is staring intensely at Jesse. His brows are knitly furrowed closely together as he seems to study the little girl beside me. His face was full of focus and if you're looking at him. It's quite intimidating.

"Uh-yes yes." Jesse's sweet voice answered through her phone. "I'm here at Mrs. Oakley's restaurant downtown-yes-wait no. I'm not alone-I'm with Tyler right now, You know the usual.-What is it?-okay okay- I'll just excuse myself."

Jesse stood up from her seat as one of her hands covered the speaker of her phone. "It's Louis."

"Is that your boyfriend?" Harry asks with an annoying pitch tone.

"What did he say?" I asks, ignoring Harry's previous question. If I'm a man, I would loved to volunteer for punching this mop of curls.

"Uhh. I will tell you later. I just need to talk to him. He said it was something about you know... his flight." She shrugs. "Hey, I'll be back in five minutes. You know what to do with him."

I mentally roll my eyes as I gave her a fake smile. She didn't catch it though as she immediately rushes to the exit of the restaurant. Great, now I'm here alone with this guy.

"Is that her boyfriend?" He butted. I shot him a glare as I crossed my arms at my chest.

"If I say yes, What will you going to do?" I raised one of my eyebrows, challenging him.

"Beat the shit out of him."

"What?!" My words came out first before I even realized that my voice is quite loud causing some people to shush me. I muttered sorry as I closed my eyes shut, regaining my cool self.

"I said, I'm going to beat the shit out-"

"I know, I know." I sighed, running my fingers into my chalked colored hair. "And why so?"

"I don't know why," He said, shoving a full spoon of salad into his mouth. "Jesse is only seventeen. She can't have a boyfriend. She's too young for it."

Douchebag.

"She's turning eighteen. She's going to be legal soon. And Louis is not her boyfriend. I'm just challenging you and I'm just curious about your answer. So, Louis is her older brother. And may I tell you, he's already twenty nine so if you're thinking about doing something- better think again. Plus, you don't know us that well, meaning you have no rights to tell her what she wants."

"Woah," He laughs, amusement clear in the tone of his voice. "It's not like I'm going to do something."

"I'm just saying." I remind him.

"Like what I say, She doesn't need a boyfriend. She's just too young. And you know what? If she does have one, I'm going to stick at my previous words."

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