"I..umm...feel on my face yesterday." I told Harry.
"I know your lying Mila. Whatever I don't care, but I want to know why you weren't there at Starbucks today? Am I really that bad to hang out with?" He asks with hurt flashing in his eyes, but anger immediately replacing it.
"Harry you don't want to know. I know you're mad about Starbucks yesterday, and I really am sorry. You don't know what happened and I don't want to cause a scene right now."
"I deserve an explanation right now about why you weren't there." Harry says with the sound of anger rising in his voice.
"Fine Harry you want to know. I was dealing with a selfish prick of my ex boyfriend who wants to get back together just because I'm good in bed and just wants me as his sex toy. So sorry that I couldn't make it to Starbucks because I was dealing with him." I snapped at him. I told him somewhat of the the truth just not fully. Hopefully he doesn't asks any more questions about him.
"Did he hit you? And tell me the truth because I can tell when you're lying."
"No he didn't. I just got in a fight yesterday. To let all my anger out." I tell him. If I told him that he really hurt me. I don't know what Harry would do, but I should keep him away from anything bad about me.
"Oh."
"Yeah. Well, anyways gotta go cause Samantha's mad at me cause of it, and I want her to forgive me."
"Wait do you think you can hangout with me? Like I can show you to the other guys, so we can all be friends?"
"Umm... sure."
Harry's POV
Why did I just ask to hangout with her. I don't like her, and Oh wait I did until yesterday because she ditched me. Like really I can tell she was lying about the fight thing, but I'm not sure about the Ex-Boyfriend thing. I meet her in less than a week and I'm already falling for her.
From Harry: Hey are the boys at our flat? -Xx H
From Louis: Yea why? -Boobear
I'm bringing over a friend that I want you guys to meet. Is that okay? -Xx H
Yea as long as she went come between us. Right Hazbear? -Boobear
Yes Boobear she won't come between us. Just don't freak her out with your wierdness. -Xx H
WEIRDNESS?!? YOU WILL NOT TALK TO THE QUEEN LIKE THAT YOU FILTHY PEASANT!!! -Boobear
But Boobear I thought I was your knight in shining amour. Fine then, I'll just go to my Irish Leprechaun. -Xx H
NOOOOOOOO. I'M SORRY HAZBEAR PLEASE FORGIVE MEH? -Boobear
Fine, but nevermind. Besides you saw this girl at the previous concert. I told you Styles gets his way. But btw this convo. is getting out of topic. Anyways bye BOOBEAR. LOVE YOU -Xx H
BYEE. HAZBEAR LUVS YOU TOO. -Boobear
"Who are you texting Styles that is so important not to unlock the door?"
"Oh just Boobear." I say after she gave me a mild heart attack.
"Louis??? OMG LARRY STYLINSON ALERT!!! Wait I mean that guy with the red pants?"
"Ohh... so you're a fan? Why aren't you fangirling and fainting while talking to the Harry Styles?"
"Because I can control myself, and yes I'm a fan."
"So do you think Larry Stylinson is a bromance or a romance?"
"Nevermind, so where are we going?"
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They Don't Know About Us
FanfictionMila is a 16 year old girl who's been through a lot. You know she's been through gangs, drugs, and maybe a prositute, but the only thing she has never been is a lover. That changes, she mets 1/5 of the most famous boyband One Direction's Harry Style...
