Will We Click? [A One Direction / Harry Styles fanfiction]

A Pleasant Surprise

CHAPTER 8

“So I’m guessing you didn’t call me to come over so I can help you pick out an outfit?” I asked as I entered Hanna’s room. She called me earlier in the morning to come over after lunch to help her decide on an outfit to wear to the concert tomorrow. Well turns out she didn’t really need my help because the outfit she was gonna wear was already hanging by her closet.

“Nope, not really.” Hanna said as she sat down on her bed.

“Then why did you want me over?” I asked as I took a seat on one of her beanbag chairs (those are amazing, by the way!!)

“Well it’s just that I got a bit curious, you know.” Hanna started off.

“About what?” I asked unsurely, even though I already saw where this was going. If you still don’t know, we, Aimee, Hanna and I did a video update last night where we basically made fools out of ourselves once again out on the streets. It was fun, just the fun I needed, actually. Which was why Hanna convinced us to do another video, anyway. I came home down in the dumps obviously and Hanna and Aimee wanted to cheer me up (aww). Oh and Hanna mentioned the “we’ve been seeing a lot of depressed tweets” thing at the beginning of the video because she saw Louis’ tweet about Harry. She texted me earlier in the morning (6 am to be exact, an ungodly hour for a Saturday) to tell me that fans have been tweeting Louis links to the video. We don’t really know if they saw it, though.

“Maybe why Aimee’s brother had to substitute for Ethan on our last video?” She asked. Yup, I knew it. If you remember, Ethan and I had a bit of an argument, which was why I was feeling down the other night. I didn’t really tell Hanna or Aimee why I was sad, they let it go because they thought it would just make me more depressed. They were about to ring Ethan for the video but I just suggested that Aimee’s brother video it for us. They both looked at me suspiciously but I just told them Ethan’s at practice.

“I told you, Ethan was at practice.” I told her again.

“Ethan texted me, Becca. He asked why we didn’t phone him to video us. I told him that you said he had practice, and he didn’t reply after that.” Oh. I did not think of that part.

“You going home depressed and somehow avoiding Ethan… I think that clicks Becca. What happened?” She asked me, concern filling her eyes. Why was she making a big deal out of this?

“Why is everyone interfering with my life?” I said, burying my head into Hanna’s throw pillow. I felt guilty (?) after saying that because a couple of seconds later I could feel Hanna’s arm around me.

“I’m sorry.” She said.

“No, I’m sorry Hanna.” I said, looking up from the pillow. “I’ve been acting off lately.” I said as I placed my face in my hands. "Ethan and I just had a little argument.” I sighed. “About me not letting anyone in, you know, keeping to myself, me changing…” I continued.

We stayed quiet for a minute until Hanna spoke up again. “Maybe Ethan’s just upset that you don’t feel the same way?” She suggested, but I doubt it though. “I mean, you’re nothing like that. You haven’t changed much, you’re still the Becca I know, we still tell each other everything, right?” Hanna smiled at me. I tried my best to smile back, and it was hard work.

I’m not the best liar, I’m not the best actress, but Hanna believed me when I said “right.” As I smiled back at her.

“Come on let’s watch some movies and get your mind off this drama,” she said as she walked over to her DVD cabinet. “You and Ethan will be back to normal in a few days.” I wish she was correct.