*flashback*
He takes your hand I die a little I watch your eyes And I'm in riddles Why can't you look at me like that?When you walk by I try to say it But then I freeze And never do it My tongue gets tied The words get trapped I hear the beat of my heart getting louder Whenever I'm near you But I see you with him slow dancing Tearing me apart Cause you don't see Whenever you kiss him I'm breaking,Oh how I wish that was me He looks at you The way that I would Does all the things, I know that I could If only time, could just turn back 'Cause I got three little words That I've always been dying to tell you But I see you with him slow dancing Tearing me apart 'Cause you don't see Whenever you kiss him I'm breaking,Oh how I wish that was me With my hands on your waist While we dance in the moonlight I wish it was me That you'll call later on 'Cause you wanna say good night 'Cause I see you with him slow dancing Tearing me apart Cause you don't see But I see you with him slow dancing Tearing me apart 'Cause you don't see Whenever you kiss him I'm breaking,Oh how I wish Oh how I wish Oh how I wish, that was me Oh how I wish, that was me
You heard these familiar lyrics coming from an extremely familiar voice. One of raspy, deep beauty. One from an individual who was no longer a major part of your life, Harry. You were sat in Niall's dressing room,which was right next door to Harry's, waiting for him to get back from getting his hair done for the concert. You and Harry had ended on, umm, not such great terms. You'd met Niall through Harry, obviously, but because of you and Harry's secret relationship Niall was oblivious to this and began flirting with you openly, believing that you were just a good friend of Harry's, which made Harry absolutely furious. You weren't the only one at fault though. Harry had rather publicly made his fancying of an older lady, by the name of Caroline Flack, pretty well known the public.
You and Harry had called it quits because of these two things, with a fairly mutual ending, but not with friendship being an immediate term. Many things were said and exchanged between the two of you,which were harsh and rude,which had made any possibility of becoming friends tough. You and Niall continued to begin talking and becoming more serious friends, while Harry and Caroline had a bit of a fling that only lasted a few months. While you and Niall had begun dating around 5 months ago, you still had a lot to learn about him and a lot to smooth over with Harry since it didn't seem like anytime soon you would be able to avoid each others presence anymore.
Niall still wasn't back yet, so you decided to finally due the dreaded talk with Harry. You walked out of Niall's dressing room to Harry's,whom's dressing room door was closed so you knocked on it. The door in front of you opened just a sliver to expose a curly brunette mop of hair.
'what do you....oh' he said trying to close the door after recognizing who'd knocked on the door. 'Harry, please!' you said stopping him from shutting the door by sticking your hand in between the door and the frame. 'what?' he said nearly shouting causing a few individuals to glare directly at you. 'we need to talk. seriously, honestly, and openly, because babe I hate to break it to you but I'm not going anywhere soon and I can't stand our relationship being one of complete bitterness and hatred' you told him as he opened the door nearly half way, but still making sure you couldn't come in by placing himself there.
'fine, come in.' he said as he sighed a bit, and waved you in moving himself behind the door. You took a seat in a chair across from where he sat, checking your phone seeing you had a message from Niall asking where you'd gone to. You texted him back saying you were sorting an issue out. You set your phone down next to you, seeing Harry staring at you intently.
'so?' he said in an irritated tone. ' tell me why you're still acting so hostile towards me? It's not like we ever made our relationship public,nor told anyone so how was Niall to know that I was taken, it's not like you ever made the effort to tell the boys about our relationship! but you were sure to let the public know about having the hots for Caroline, which worked out swimmingly for you!' you said, making sure to maintain a calm composure, knowing Niall was now sitting in his dressing room right next door and would hear shouting and would race in an interrupt your conversation.
'jesus christ, I forgot how dramatic you are! yes you're right I did do those things! and yes I never told any of the boys, but you didn't tell anyone either. don't you dare bring Caroline into this, that's over and done with and I don't want to hear anymore about it, especially not from you.' he said raising his tone a bit with each word.
'fair point, Styles. but we need to settle our differences for everyone around us.' you told him. 'okay.' he said, gently complying to your request. 'does this mean we're alright now? no more hostility, hatred, or scorn looks from either person?' you asked staring directly at him. 'sure y/n, truce.' he got up out of his chair and was walking towards you as you also got up out of your chair and stepped in his direction. You both hugged, your head resting on his chest in relief knowing you no longer had to do your best to avoid the boy who'd been a part of your life for over a year.
You lifted your head up after several moments, standing on your tiptoes and gave Harry a quick kiss on the cheek, before leaving his embrace to head back to Niall's dressing room. Harry opened the door for you to leave, but as you took a step out into the hall and looked back at him saying 'glad we're frenzies now' in your best Barbie girl voice. He stifled back a smile and laugh as he said ' yes, glad we're frenzies too, y/n. I've missed having your odd self in my life'. You gave him a gentle punch in the arm before stepping back farther in the hallway waving him goodbye as he shut his dressing room door.
You walked back, smiling, to Niall's dressing room. Opening the door, finding Niall just sitting on his phone in a chair across the room. He got up from the chair and walked over to embrace you, then asked 'get everything sorted out?'. You answered 'yep, sure did' smiling as you said it.
