The Brightest Dark (Harry Styles) BOOK 1

Chapter 39

"Hey Eli! Great to hear your voice after a month!" I smile.

"Ah! Hey Lina! We needa hang out," she squeals.

"He'll us we do!" I exclaim.

"When are you free?"

"I'm a bit busy tomorrow, but I don't think the next day," I answer.

"Ooo, is Harry taking you out?" I can hear the smirk forming on her face.

"Yes and he won't tell me what we're doing," I sigh.

"Aww! He's so sweet! When can I meet this boy?!" She sounds like an actual mom.

"I'm sure very soon because I'm moving in with him," I bite my lip.

"What? When did you two decide this?" She yells, almost blowing out my eardrum.

"Earlier yesterday, we were at his apartment and I was lying on the couch with him and he popped the question," I laugh.

"Don't you think this is fast?" Her time serious.

"A little, but I think this can be a good thing," I say.

"You guys have been going out for only two months. This is crazy," she replies.

"Ill take the chance, life is short and unexpected," I tell her.

"Well I wish you the best. If he ever breaks your heart, I'll be there in a second with my chainsaw," she chuckles.

"You'll be the first one I call," I laugh.

"Yay, it'll be a chainsaw party," she giggles.

"Great, sounds lovely," I sarcastically remark.

"Hey, I'll do anything for my best friend," she says.

"I know and I'm thankful," I smile.

"So your pretty excited about this?" She asks.

"Yea, I think this will be fantastic."

"Just be careful Lina. He's a boy, they can be good at pretending," she quickly replies.

"What do you mean?" I answer frightened.

"I've got to go Lina! It was great talking to you! Hope to see you soon!"

The line goes dead. My emotions heighten and my anxiety decides to hit too. So many thoughts cloud my head and standing here staring down at my phone, bewildered. I trust Harry, and I know he wouldn't pretend at anything. At least I hope.

I walk back inside and sit down next to Harry as before. Liam and Harry both glance at each other then towards me. I look up at them and slightly slump in my chair.

"You okay? You look like you saw a ghost," Liam frowns.

"Yea, I'm fine, just was on the phone with Eliana," I tell him.

"How is she?" His face lightens.

He seems to have a thing for her. They'd be cute together, I can see it. They're both weird and love superheroes.

"She's great, we didn't get to speak much because she was busy," I force smile.

"Why? You like her?" Harry teases Liam.

"No...why, did she mention me?" His eyes beam.

"I think someone has a huge crush," Harry and I smile at each other.

"What? No," Liam frowns.

"Sure, tells us that when your face isn't so red," I chuckle.

"Whatever," he looks away.

"So you do," Harry grins.

"I can fix you two up together," I wink.

"If she wants to, I don't want to do it if she doesn't like me," Liam sighs.

"Trust me, I'm sure she does," I raise my eyebrows.

"She does? Did she say so?" He leans forward.

"No, but every time she talks about you, there's a big stupid smile on her face. Like yours," I point to his face.

"You do the same with Harry," Liam laughs.

"Really? Whenever she's talking to me, she always looks pissed," Harry pokes fun.

"That's just her face. The bitch look comes naturally," Liam responds.

"I can't deny that," I shrug.

We all burst into laughter. I do have a natural mean look, I try not to, but it's just how I was born. Every time I meet someone new, they always tell me, "on, you're so sweet, I thought you'd be a bitch by the way you were staring at me." Yea, nothing new. Probably get it from my mom.

"It comes in handy when a guy tries to hit on her. All she's gotta do is just stare at them and they'll run away," Harry laughs loudly with his eyes crinkling.

I smack his arm and Liam chuckles, but tries to hide it as I glare at him. I must scare away so many people, gosh why do I have to look so mean.

"At least you and Harry fit together perfectly. It's your bitch looks, but teddy bear personalities," Liam stifles a laugh.

"Told you, you're a teddy bear! Ha!" I rub in Harry's face.

"No I'm not," he frowns.

"Keep thinking that," I poke his cheek.

He tries to lick my finger, but I remove it quickly. I glare at him and he just grabs my face and presses his lips to mine without warning. I hear Liam groan and Harry chuckles as he lets go of me.

"That was unnecessary," I fold my arms.

"It was, you looked pissed as fuck. Now you just have red cheeks," Harry pokes my waist, causing me to jump in my chair.

"You both have attitude problems too," Liam interrupts.

"No I have attitude problems and Harry just has anger issues," I shake my head.

"Not all the time," Harry looks taken aback.

"Yea...sure..." Liam rolls his eyes.

"Where's Niall when I need him?" Harry huffs.

"Why?" I ask.

"Cause people usually picking him," he smiles.

"Oh, so it's ok if he gets picked on and not you?" Liam points out.

"He always gets picked on, it's quite funny," Harry answers.

"You didn't answer my question."

"No it's not, but I'm sick of getting picked on," he replies annoyed.

"You have anger issues," Liam snickers.

Harry glares at him, but sighs as he tries to calm himself. I lay my hand out on his thigh, giving him something else to focus on. His hand twines with mine, still on his leg and he nods at me as if notifying that he's ok.

"So Eliana," Liam changes the subject with a smirk.

"Harry, were you like this with me?" I laugh at Liam.

"Uh, a little, but Liam's gone head over heels for her," Harry joins in.

"She's just so perfect," Liam says in awe.

"He's love stuck," I put my hand to my forehead.

"Just get him on a date with her, for god's sake," Harry pinches the bridge of his nose, "more for our sake actually."

"Third wheeling is his perfection," I joke.

"I'm always a third wheel," Liam admits.

"You and Niall would become great friends then," Harry chuckles.

I hit Harry's arm for such a mean comment, but he ends up pinching my arm fat.