Ditched (a Harry Styles love story)

chapter 4

This is probably one of the longest chapters ever, so it might go by a bit slowly. Sorry. I hope you enjoy anyways :)

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***Harry's P.O.V.***

My stomach was doing flips again as she giggled at my silliness. All my stupid jokes; she actually laughed at them! I was awestricken by Elizabeth's personality, she was just amazing. The fact that she wasn't engaged, or even dating anyone was great news to me. I was fancying her so much that I didn't even mind the whole purity ring thing. she was so pure and clean, I couldn't help but like her.

''So, you're going to be in a hotel for the next month?'' I asked, preparing the major question in my head.

''Yeah,'' she said with a sad sort of smile on her lips.

''That's going to cost a lot,'' I added casually.

''I know, it's a good thing Carson's family is rich,'' she agreed, ''it still doesn't feel right to take money from them though.''

I smirked slightly, my confidence growing to dangerous proportions. ''I have an idea,'' I started. She looked up at me with questioning eyes and waited patiently for me to continue. ''You could stay at my flat,'' I finished.

She glanced at me skeptically and my ego was brought down a bit. What if she rejected the idea? ''I don't know, Curly...'' she said, using the nickname she had come to like. I tried to hold back my nervous smile. ''The scales just aren't in your favor here... I mean you're awesome and all, but I'm a girl and you're a guy, and being alone with you... in your house... that's the kind of thing my mom would tell me not to do.'' Even though I knew that I should be disappointed by her words I couldn't help but mentally smile. Any other girl would have jumped at the offer to stay with me at my flat, no questions asked.

I had to think fast, however, if I wanted my plan to work. ''I could invite Louis to stay with us if you're afraid I'll try something,'' I blurted.

By the way her eyes lit up, I could tell that she trusted Louis immensely. I couldn't help but wonder if she actually liked Louis, as she fancies him. At that thought a wave of jealousy went through me. This wasn't like me, I don't normally get this jealous about girls. ''I trust you Curly, I just would feel more comfortable with someone being there with us.''

''Okay then, I'll get Louis to stay there with us,'' I insisted.

''Well,'' she whispered as if talking to herself, ''I do trust Louis, and Alex did make me paranoid, not to mention he'd like the fact that I was with someone who could protect me.'' I smiled at the last part and she looked up at me, a big grin on her lips, ''okay, I'll stay at your place.'' 

I made a mental note to do a victory dance later.

''Just give me a day,'' she added. I nodded excitedly. Now my charms could make an appearance.

''So, what time should I pick you up tomorrow?'' I asked with a smile, making sure to show my dimples.

''How about six-ish?'' she recommended.

I nodded exuberantly and led her back to my car. I was sad to have to say goodbye to her, but I just reminded myself that so far, the plan was working.

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I dragged Louis into my flat. He wasn't opposed to the idea of staying while Elizabeth was here, but apparently I had woken him from his slumber. His shoulders were slumped, his eyes were drooping, and even his wardrobe seemed muted. Instead of his eye-popping strips or graphic tees, he was wearing a grey shirt, jeans, and a grey beanie. "I just want to sleep, Hazza,'' he complained.