The Trust Bar (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction) (on hold)

I Knew You Were Trouble

I'm updating! Who's happy? I am. I have nothing to do this summer meaning updates EVERY week. For EVERY book I can possibly do. But I have a propisition. For every update for this book, I want 5 votes and 5 comments for every chapter unless I say otherwise. Alright? I think you guys handle it. What about you? Alright here's the long awaited chapter that those of you who actually read this probbaly have been waititng a long time for.

Harry's POV

  Ever since I had that moment where I was laughing like an idiot, and having a blast, I haven't been anything but upset. I wanted to call Taylor, but what if she didn't want to talk to me after I just ran out like that? I wish she would call me. But then I wish she wouldn't because it would be weird and it'd make me seem a bit desperate and bi-polar. And that'd be awkward for both of us. And I don't need that. And ever since Liam mentioned the "special guest" on Mike at Nine, that's all anyone is talking about. On Instagram, Twitter, even around here. Everyone is wanting to know who the special guest, and after a while...I want to know now too. Even on the commercials Mike won't say who it is. It's just the same "We have a very special guest coming to preform this Saturday. It's a surprise."

 Then I go on Twitter and everyone's all "I wonder who it's gonna be" and "What if it's One Direction". I know for a fact it isn't us. I would've known about it before now if it was us. And we would've made an announcement about it too. Everyone I'm with, meaning Danielle, Perrie, Eleanor, Liam, Niall, Louis, and Zayn are all talking about it. They want to know who it is, But something tells me they already know. And even though I'm getting sick of hearing about it, Liam is making me watch it with them all on Saturday which is now in three days, And I'm terrified. I don't know why, I'm just terrified of who it could be. Like...what if it's Taylor Swift or something? That'd just be weird. But then again if it was Taylor Swift Liam wouldn't be forcing me to watch it.

"So Harry, do you have any guess as to who it would be?" They didn't even have to tell me what they were refferring too anymore, I automatically knew what they were talking about. That's how bad it's gotten.

"I don't know Dani. I hope it's Frankie Standford, Cher Lloyd, or Ed Sheeran," I told them lamely, not even paying attention, just scrolling through my mentions on Twitter.

"Frankie Stanford doesn't sing...does she?" Eleanor asked, looking at Louis confused. I rolled my eyes.

"Yes Eleanor. She does. She was on X-Factor with us. Wasn't she Liam?" I asked, confusing myself as well. Dear God.

"I DON'T KNOW SOMEONE GOOGLE IT!" Louis yelled, causing us all to jump. My eyes widened at him.

"Louis why are you so damn LOUD!" Niall yelled back, covering his ears. I smirked at the two. Even though the yelling was beginning to get annoying. This is what I live with. Yelling. And no children are involved even though all of us could be considered children at moments.

"YOU'RE DAMN LOUD TOO MR. LEPRECHAUN!" Louis retorted.

"BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP! Jesus!" I yelled, causing everyone to get quiet. "Thank you! Took you long enough. Damn."

"Well what got up your trousers this morning Styles. Gosh." Louis muttered sarcastically. I rolled my eyes, not bothering to answer that question since everyone obviously knew what happened to make me so moody lately. I hated being mean to my mates but sometimes I just can't control it. This is one thing me and Zayn have in common.

"Bad question. My bad Haz," Louis said.

  I sighed, "It's fine Boobear." He smiled at his nickname. I smiled back at him. I love his smile for some reason. It's just bright and heart warming. His smile can make anyone smile. That's just how Louis is. He's special.