Over Again [Harry Styles FanFiction] (Sequel to Everything Has Changed)

Chapter 12

I closed my eyes shut and prayed that the scene in front of me wasn't real. There weren't four boys standing in front of me, and they hadn't just heard everything I had just said... especially the green eyed angel.
I reopened my eyes, only to be disappointed yet again at the sight I was looking at. There, in reality, were four boys standing in front of me, who had all most definitely heard everything I had just said... specifically the green eyed angel. Who, by the way, looked beyond pissed.
"Hey guys..." I spoke up after a few awkward moments of silence. An awkward grin broke out onto Niall's face as he waved at me from where he was stood. In the next moment, three of them started walking towards the counter and grabbed seats on the stools placed underneath and then hesitantly, Harry followed too.
"Hey Daina, we just thought we'd stop by an..." Liam started but was cut off by a huge, heavy object slamming into his side. In shock, all of us turned to see Shania hanging on to Liam like a monkey to a tree bark. Instantly, Louis burst into laughter causing the rest of us to begin as well.
"Who's your friend D?" Louis asked, between giggles.
"Guys, this is Shania. Shania, this is.. um... One Direction?" I started and as soon as I spoke, Shania let go of Liam, to his relief, and started glaring at me. "Yeah... I might have forgotten to mention that I knew the One Direction boys..."
"In the two years that we've been friends, you could have mentioned to me that you were friends with the band that we adore and constantly talk about!" She whined and crossed her arms over her chest, alongside darkening her glare.
Me and Shania had a few classes together in college, and we saw each other around sometimes (especially while I made her lattes), but I wouldn't go as far as saying we were 'friends'.
"So you talk about us then, huh?" Niall asked, wiggling his eyebrows in that Niall-y manner.
I turned to look at him and rolled my eyes. I didn't talk talk about them. I only talked about them once in a while as if they were some random boys you heard on the radio or read about online.
"Not much. She's a silent fangirl-er." Shania piped in, instead of me.
"That doesn't even make any sense." I begin but she within seconds cuts me off.
"Sure it does. You don't talk much when I mention them but I know secretly, you fangirl on the inside. I know because I've seen the look love appear on your face..." She states and shrugs. The boys start 'oohing' and 'aahing', causing my cheeks to heat up.
"You don't know what you're talking about." I tell her and turn away.
"Then tell her." A voice says from behind me, and I turn as it continues. "Now that all the secrets about your secret hidden life are coming out... tell her everything." Harry says, with a smirk on his face.
My face heats up as I realize what he's talking about and inside of me, I can feel the anger beginning to seep in.
"No, I don't think that's anyone's business except for mine."
"And mine. And I get to decide whether I want it out or not, right? Well I've told loads of people about that 'thing' and I want to tell your lovely friend here too." He says, before turning to face Shania and giving her a flirtatious wink.
I instantly feel my blood boil inside my body and I start seeing red. He did not just say that like it's a casual conversation topic.
"Are you kidding me? Is our relationship a joke to you?"
In answer to my question, all Harry does is laugh and from that, I know I've gotten my answer. Tears pool at the bottom of my eyes but I hastily turn away to avoid them from being on display to everyone. Harry has already managed to embarrass me enough for one day. I wipe away at my eyes before turning back towards the crowd, awaiting my reaction. I turn to look at Jacob, who seems to have a confused expression on his face. I realize I might be giving him mixed signals due to my reaction to Harry and his words, so I decide to give him a shy smile, hoping it will help remind him that he's the one I have feelings for. In all honesty, I hope it helps remind me that too.
Let Harry say what Harry wants to say. He and his words don't hurt me anymore. We used to be a thing but now, it's over and he's made it pretty clear that he never considered what we had as a real relationship. The realization that I ignored all the signs before we started our thing, and put myself into this mess, brings tears to my eyes once again but I manage to push them back. He can't hurt me anymore. He doesn't deserve to be the one to hurt me anymore. And I don't deserve to be hurt by him anymore.

HARRY'S POV.

"Come on Harry, just get out of the car, will you?" Louis whines, yet again, even after I told him I'm not going. They thought they could put me in a car and drive me here, and they'd manage to change my mind about today. Dumb fools.
"No Lou, I told you I'm not going to go inside." I reply coolly, and lean back into my seat with my arms folded in front of me.
"Harry you're making a scene. People are starting to stare." Liam says from the other side of the car, as he holds the door open.
"Yeah mate. You know we can't be caught." Niall chimes in. I know they're right but it's their fault for being so dumb and bringing me here, thinking I'd actually go inside the stupid Starbucks to see Daina.
"Then get back inside, and let's go home." I reply, giving Louis a blank stare.
"You know that's not going to happen."He gives me one back, in return. After staring at each other like that for what seems like a gazillion years, I finally give up and sigh in defeat.
"Fine." I smack my hands down on the leather seat, on either side of me. I push myself out the car door and start walking towards the short building and hear a set of doors being shut behind me. Bastards.
"It'll be fine." Niall says and squeezes my shoulder as he walks towards the building and overtakes me.
We all silently enter, in hopes of avoiding attention and immediately I spot a familiar mop of brunette hair. My heart blows up upon spotting Daina but in an instant deflates just as quickly when I see who she's with. She's holding hands with a boy not much taller than her and is leaning in towards him, as she speaks. That must be in the infamous Jacob. Jacob fucking whatever. My already pissy mood, begins to darken even more- if that's even possible.
"I'm starting to think this may not be the bes-...." Liam starts saying to the three of us as we walk towards the customer counter, when he's interrupted by someone else talking. We all turn, thinking the dialogue is directed towards us, but, listening carefully, not only am I disappointed, but my whole world shatters around me.
"I don't want Harry, Jake. I only want you." I heard. She was using the soft voice she once used with me. The voice that always made me feel special. Special because I once thought that voice was reserved for me. Just for me... for us.
I could feel three pairs of eyes on me from my side but my mind was completely unable to register the things around me... it was too busy showing me all the memories I had of Daina and I, together.
I could feel the rumble of the earth as the ground shattered in front of me and pulled me in. I couldn't believe the words I had just heard coming out of her voice. The other day when I finally revealed how I had felt these past couple of years, I had seen this look in her eyes. This look that seemed so familiar to the one she gave me every time I hugged her, or every time I kissed her. That look, that night, it had given me hope. Hope that there could be something left between us even after all this time. Hope that the amount of how much we loved each other could heal our relationship. But today... all of this had been, in an instant, stolen from me. By him.
What felt like years later, someone cleared their throat, and Daina finally turned to look towards us. Her eyes connected with mine and I saw thousands of emotions swim through her eyes in seconds. She broke eye contact and gave a nervous laugh as she gave us a little hello.
The boys took seats and for a second I felt, almost betrayed. I had thought, after they witnessed that scene, they would have been on my side and we would have all left. I still wanted to turn around and walk away but my body seemed to disagree with me as I slowly took two steps and took a seat alongside my 'buddies'.
Daina and her friends made small talk but the entire time, I zoned out of it, and chose instead to stare at the guy who had stolen my love from me. Was he the reason why she never tried to contact me in the last two years? Had he filled her mind with crap about me and my love for her? Had he convinced her to drop me, so that he could get into her pants? That son of a ...
"Harry?" Louis whispered harshly as he nudged me. My head snapped to my left to look at him and I raised my eyebrow at his rudeness.
"You're staring at the kid. He's noticing. Stop it. Now." He growled and turned back, to pretend as if nothing was happening.
My best friend, everybody.
Ignoring Louis, I turned back to look at the Jacob kid, and noticed that Louis' words were right. This time, Jacob was staring right back at me. As our eyes connected, he raised her eyebrow at me, almost in a threatening manner, urging me to do something. I could feel my blood boil for the thousandth time that day and in that moment I knew. I just knew. No matter what, I had to pull Daina out from underneath this fake, and bring her back to me.

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