The Player's Girl - Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 15 - Just Keep Breathing.

 Anna's POV

"Harry!" I said, fast-walking to catch up to him. He didn't stop but instead had the nerve to increase his speed. To say I was mad at the moment was a complete understatement. Our shoes squeaked as we ran through the tiled floors.

"I have to go!" He replied in a tone that made me want to kick him in his throat.

"HARRY!" My hand almost connected with his shoulder but he started zig-zagging and fast walking. Oh this boy is going to be in for it when I catch up to him. As the two of us went through the almost vacant halls, the few people that were there moved out of the way, muttering curse words under their breathes. I didn't give them the time of day, as I was too distracted chasing a very stubborn Harry Styles down.

"HARRY EDWARD STYLES" Yes, I pulled the full name card but in that moment, I didn't care. His body visibly tensed but otherwise, he didn't slow his pace. What a little wanker.

You see, before these stupid games, Harry and I were engaged in a very delightful conversation consisting of us laughing and joking around. I took a chance to ask him about 'us' since he was in such a good mood. Right after bringing it up, he made up an extremely idiotic excuse that made me question his intelligence.

His excuse? 'I just wet my pants'

He then briskly stood up, the sound of his chair scraping against the tile floor sounding loud. The sound was over just as quick as it came. Harry made a mad dash for the door, thus leading to the scene right now.

I am not the most fit person in the world. I can run, but not at the same pace as Harry for that long. Except for now. This energy I was running on? Adrenaline. I need to get that boy before I go all ghetto on him.

Harry's arms slammed into the metal doors, opening them but not slowing down. I was hot on his tail so I didn't have to open the door. The smell of the outdoors and chilly air hit me like a ton of bricks. Whoa there.

Temporarily losing my balance, Harry unlocked his fancy schmancy car from a distance. I groaned, seeing his car back up and out of the parking slots. Stupid Harry.

That was the final straw. I've tried and tried so many times that now, I'm just the weird, clingy girl that plans out the next ten years of life with someone just because of one peck on the lips.

Well that girl? That girl will go down six feet under and never come back. I need to stop this 'crush'. And that time? It's now. My inner demons will come out and by the end of this, Harry will regret not manning up. I'll make sure, with everything in me that he will never forget the next few weeks of his life.

 "Really Lou? Really?" Louis chuckled as I gave him a dead look.

"Why not? You'd look fit in it..." My arms came up from being limp at my sides to connect a hard punch to his arm. He instantly put a hand over the spot, rubbing it a couple of times up and down. This time, it was my turn to laugh.

"Perv."

Just as Louis was about to retaliate, a woman looking about in her 30's and a bit chubby, reached out in front of him and grabbed a mini dress off the rack. He scrunched up his face while crossing his arms.

"Uh, excuse you." He said, looking down upon the woman who didn't seem apologetic at all.

"Oh, I'm so sorry lad." She chuckled and turned around slowly, getting back to shopping.

"Oh you shop in the teen section...with your size? How cute." He muttered while smirking at the back of the woman's head. She whirled around on her foot and scowled at him. I gasped, smacking him on the arm gently while trying to hold in my laughs.