You Belong With Me (A Harry Styles/Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 7

Allison's P.O.V.

Two days had passed since I had spoken with Harry. And I know what you're thinking, I was ignoring him, but no. If anything, he was avoiding me. But I didn't care about Harry, did I? Well, whatever. I was going to spend my day with Zayn.

It was 11:57 a.m. and Zayn picked me up and took me for lunch, which was really tasty. After our lunch date, we held hands and walked through a nearby park. We were actually walking in circles for a few hours but I didn't even notice. Zayn and I then went bowling. He beat me. More than once. He was more competitive than I thought, but Zayn being sweet, bought me dinner. It was quite early for dinner but it didn't matter.

It was after 6 o' clock and Zayn dropped me off at my apartment and kissed my cheek before he said goodbye. I made it into my apartment and only about two minutes had passed, but someone knocked on my door. I went up to the peep hole and saw Harry standing outside. What in the world was that boy doing here? And more importantly, how did he know where I lived? 

"How do you know where I live?" I asked Harry as I opened the door.

"I..err..followed you here," he replied scratching the back of his head.

"What?! You were following me?"

"Well yes, but not the entire time you were with Zayn, just from when you guys left the bowling alley."

"Ok, but why?"

"I..eerrrrr..well...erm..can I come in?"

"Yeah...sure."

I let Harry in and closed the door.

"So this is where you live?"

"Yeah."

"Do you have a job?"

"Yeah."

"What do you do?"

"I'm a waitress at a club."

"What kind of club?"

"What's with all the questions, Harry?"

"Nothing...it's just that I want to catch up after all the time that I haven't seen you for."

"Oh, ok then."

"So how are your parents?"

"Dead."

"Oh ok the- wait what?!"

"They died."

"Oh Allison, I'm so sorry for asking," he walked a little closer.

"That's ok, I'm fine," I lied.

"How about your sister?"

"Prison," I said with no emotion.

"She's in jail?!"

"Yeah, drugs."

I looked at him and when he opened his mouth to say something, I cut him off.

"Ever since you left, Harry, my entire life went downhill! You were fortunate though. You got in to X Factor and ended up in the most popular boyband on Earth right now! What about me? You have the best job ever. Anyone would love to be in your shoes. You even have the nicest friends a guy could have. I don't even have any real friends because my friends are strippers from work who don't even know my last name! Did you think that everyone else has a life as perfect as yours?"

Harry stood there in shock and opened his mouth and closed it, not knowing what to say. I didn't take him on though. I continued with my tantrum and stepped closer and closer to him.

"Why did you follow Zayn and I from the bowling alley? Did you know we were going to be there? And why did you follow me to my apartment? Why did you come up to visit me? If you wanted to talk, why me? Is there something you're hiding?" 

I was so close to him now, that his cologne was the only thing I could smell. Harry still didn't know what to say.

"Why d-" I was cut off by his lips on mine.

I didn't know what I was thinking, but I kissed back. 

He puled away and held my hand in his.

"Would you like to talk about something else?" he asked me, leading the both of us to sit on the couch.

I nodded slowly. I was still shocked. Did Harry Styles just kiss me?