No More {Sequel to One Direction is My Bully}

2.

I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Harry was here. He was in New York. Not just that, the exact same city as me too.  How did he find me?

I decide my midterm could wait and I ran outside and hail another taxi back home. The taxi pulls up to the curb and I hop right in.

After giving my address I pull out my phone and text Louis that I was coming home. I nervously bite my nails while the taxi swerves through lanes to get me home.

I then try to think logically. Sure, Harry is in my city but it's literally New York City, which is gigantic, so what are the odds that we'll run into each other? Slim to none right? Or maybe Louis just thought he had seen Harry. Yeah, that's it! Harry is back home in London probably smoking a joint and downing some whiskey.

"Here's your stop young lady." The taxi driver tells me while pulling up to my apartment building. I throw my money up to the front and dash out the door and up to the front gates.

"Good afternoon Ashley." The doorman greets me and holds the door open for me.

"Hi, um, so there's somebody here and I would really appreciate it if he shows up that you won't let him up or even let him come near the building. He's tall with long brown kinda curly hair and bright green eyes. Please!" I plead to him while looking around to see if I spot him.

"I will do my best Ms. Ashley." I give him a half smile and he pats my bad as he holds the door open for me to step inside.

I wait for the elevator to come down to the lobby and when it comes down and opens I quickly get inside and and shut the doors. Pressing the button to my floor, I ruffle through my bag and try to occupy my thoughts.

When it lands on my floor I walk to my door and open it wide. We never lock it because we know everybody on this floor but I make a mental note to start locking it.

"Louis!" I yell into the house and set my bag on the kitchen table.

He enters the room and sits down on the couch. "Ashley, I didn't know how to tell you so I just called and I'm sorry if I scared you but I had to tell you." He rambles.

I plop down on the cushion next to him and pull my knees to my chest.

"Louis its fine. I needed to know right? But you're sure it was him and not somebody who looks like him?"

"I know why Harry looks like. Tall, more muscular and longer hair but yeah, it was Harry. I hope he didn't see me though." He gives a nervous laugh and he takes his phone out, probably to distract himself from this whole ordeal.

"I'm scared." I say into my hands and I feel Louis rub my back. I stand up from the couch and walk into mine and Louis's shared bedroom. I walk into the attached the bathroom and run the water over my face.

"It's all going to be fine. He's probably here just visiting or something." Louis leans against the doorframe and we look at each other in the mirror.

I then get an amazing idea.

"Let's look him up online!"

"Woah, no. Absolutely not." Louis laughs and blocks me from not exiting.

"Why not? Maybe we can see what he's doing here!" I get at giddy like a child and jump up and down.

"Fine. Whatever you want." Louis surrenders and I run back into the living room and grab my laptop.

I open it up and type in the name Harry Styles in the search bar. What I saw next shocked me.

'This weekend only! Longtime rivals Harry Styles and Zachary Smith bring it to the cage for this amazing fight!'  The title of the article states.

I click on it and read what it says to say.

'Rivals Styles and Smith have always had a rivalry and fans have been begging to see them duel yet again.

Harry was interviewed last May and was quoted saying "Smith can kiss the boots I walk in." So this weekend, Harry and Zachary are bringing it to New York City to settle it once and for all.'

"Ashley what does it say?!" Louis waves his hand in my face to get my attention.

"Louis, he's a fighter." I say with my hand covering my mouth and eyes open wide.

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