*Holly's POV*
When Harry left I didn't know what to do. I looked up to meet Niall's eyes but he wasn't looking down at me. He stared at Harry walking towards the door, I saw how Niall smiled like he had won something. I saw how it looked like Harry was going to cry and I saw how Lou grasped for Harry's arm but Eleanor took his hand instead. Looking at Harry, smiling and nodding, giving him permision to leave.
I didn't like this so I ran out after Harry, I stalked him all the way to a bakery. I guess he knew someone there cause he stepped in. I didn't want to be THAT much of a stalker so I took a cab home.
When I got home Baily was all over my face asking questions about mine and Niall's relationship. I just ignored her and walked into my room and laid down on my bed. I think I fell asleep because the next thing I heard was my phone calling.
I looked at the date and it was two days after when I fell asleep. Damn I must have been tired, anyway it was Harry that was calling. I answered the call.
"Hello..?"
"Hey love, what you up to ?"
"Not much, just woke up. I've been sleeping for two days, haha."
"Two days, seriously.. that was when we told everyone about our pasts..."
"Yeah I know, I left after you did. I saw you went to a bakery.."
"Stalker much, haha, bought a cupcake. Like I always do when I'm feeling low..."
"HAHA yeah I know.. Why where you feeling low ? Was it because the hug ?"
"Uhm.. yeah, I like you. I mean like like, as more that a friend. Or well I think so, I don't like it when you are with Niall."
"Oh, I gotta go. Bye Harry..." I never hang up tho
"Love, I mean Holly... I know it's weird but we need to talk about this, I gotta have the same chance as Niall to show my love for you. Please Holly. Text me love"
I hung up and threw my phone onto the bed as I walked to my giant wardrobe and picked out a pair of grey harem pants and a red Obey tank top that i took on. I made a high ponytail with my messy hair and walked down the stairs.
YOU ARE READING
You have to choose between me and him
Fanfiction~everyone can have a dark past right, even the one you least expect~ This is a stroy about a girl and some big choices she needs to do [Niall Horan or Harry Styles story]
