Make It Work (Harry Styles)

Chapter 7

"W-what do you want? Why are you doing this?" I stutter under the circumstances - a small pocket knife being held do my throat.

"I have a proposition for you."

She did scare me a little, but I'm still bigger than her. She looks to be about 16, standing only 5'3-5'4. Very small in comparison to my 18 year old, 5'11 stature. But I wasn't going to risk anything. "I'm not agreeing to anything with this knife held up to me."

"Fine." She sighed, removing the knife allowing me to relax a little. "Now listen. You're going to get Harry to date me."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. He will be mine." This chicks crazy.

"How do you expect me to do that, Evelyn."

"Oh, have we dropped Evie now? I thought we were friends." She said maniacally, lightly brushing my cheek over with the blade. I don't appreciate her dark sarcasm. "You're going to make him hate you. Do anything it takes. Push him away. And when you've broken his heart, I'll be there to pick up the pieces. Understood?"

"Or what." I'm not the kind to put up with abuse.

"I'll kill him."

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It didn't make sense to me. If she liked him so much, why would she threaten his life? How could you intentionally hurt someone you love? Even the thought is tearing me apart. No matter what I do, Harry is going to get hurt. Either I break his heart, or he gets stabbed in it. I'd rather lay in a pool of cockroaches and scorpions than inflict pain on Harry. He's been nothing but good to me.

"Evie is such a sweet girl, babe." Harry says breaking me from my thoughts. "Don't you agree?" It's not until I go to face him that I realize I'm crying. "What's wrong?"

"Oh it's nothing."

"You're a terrible liar, Jenna." He tries to wipe my cheeks, but I jump up from the bed.

"I'm fine. Leave me alone." I don't want to be harsh. I'd rather tell him everything. Let him fix it. Let him protect me. But this time it's him that needs protecting. I need to push him away.

"Have I done something wrong?" He sits up on the bed, looking concerned.

"Just forget about it."

"Where are you going?" He asks as I head out of the room.

"To sleep on the couch. Goodnight, Harry."

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I wake up to find Harry gone. Which I'm quite thankful for...I don't want to deal with hurting him. Not the second I wake up.

Normally I'm not the kind to take long showers, but I need it right now. I let the water just run over me for a good twenty minutes before attending to my hair. Even rinsing out my shampoo and conditioner was extensive. Taking 10 minutes for each. Once I'm clean I spend a little bit longer sitting on the floor, the water just flowing onto my head, my hair becoming a wall around my face, allowing me to relax a little more. I could have stayed that way for hours if it weren't for the cold water kicking in.

"Jenna?"

"Zayn, what the hell!" I shout turning off the icy needles being thrown to my skin. "Did you flush the toilet?!"

"I didn't realize you were in there! So sorry. Do you need a towel?"

"Please." I say with my arms covering everything possible considering I'm in a glass-door shower.

"Here." He says handing me a towel without looking, afraid of what would happen he actually saw something. "Sorry again."

"It's ok." I say stepping out of the shower, the towel tightly wrapped around my body.

"Anyway, the reason I'm in your hotel room...I was gonna ask if you wanted to come shopping with me?"

"Why don't you take one of the boys?" I've helped Zayn pick out outfits before, but out of his wardrobe. Not from a store. He's never asked me to go shopping. He usually takes Liam or Louis.

"You have better taste. Plus they're all busy. But you're funner anyway. And maybe you could beat the shit out of any girls that try to touch me eh?" He play punches my shoulder.

"Jokes over, pretty boy."

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"Alright. Lets check all this crap out." Zayn said as we walked back into my hotel room. We spent a whole 5 hours shopping in the ridiculous heat of Miami. "I can't believe I bought these." He said puling out the matching tshirts we had made.

"Why?! They're so cute." I gush.

Mine said 'My main bitch' and had an arrow that pointed to the right, and his said the same, but pointing to the left. We wanted the world to know how truly classy we are.

"Managements gonna kill me."

"You've worn shirts that say 'fuck', Nialls worn naked chicks, and Liam has destroyed every shirt he owns to make tank tops to handle the heat of the states. I think you're good."

"I guess you're right." He laughs.

"I think other than the shirts, this beanie is the best thing we bought." I say pulling out a dark galaxy beanie that he picked out.

"Yea that's cool. But I think this jumper is better." He held up a charcoal pullover hoodie that had an alien throwing up the 'west coast' sign on it. Which I picked out. "I told you your taste was better than mine." He says.

"Agree to disagree."

"Go try on that dress I bought you!" I groan at his excitement. He made me try on about 8 different dresses, and even though I liked them all, I didn't want him to buy me any of them.

I pull the tight fitting red dress over my head. It ends up about mid thigh, with a sweetheart neckline. The sleeves being the kind that are only about an inch wide and go off the shoulders, ending up at the very top of my biceps. The woman in the store suggested that - of the 8 - this one would be the best, saying red brings out hazel eyes. If Zayn hadn't overheard it would've been my last choice. Red is Harry's favorite color on a girl.

*incoming text*

From: Evie

I hope you're holding up your end of the deal, love. Wouldn't want anything bad to happen. Xx

I throw my phone onto the bed, not even wanting to deal with her right now.

"Holy shit, Jenna. You look amazing." Zayn says as I step back into the living area. "Twirl?"

"The back has to be zipped up. I couldn't do it all the way."

He chuckles as he gets up from the couch coming to help me. "There you go. Now twirl?"

I spin slowly, keeping both hands at my side.

"Damn. I know how to pick em. That dress looks so good. And the lady was right. Your eyes are popping. Harry's gonna fall for you all over again in this dress."

"When will he be back? Do you know?" I ask, a plan brewing in my mind.

"Well him and Niall were headed to the pool last I heard, but that was about 3 hours ago. I'm sure he'll be home soon."

"That's too bad." I say walking my fingers up his chest.

"What are you doing..."

"I was hoping we could have more...alone time." I brush my thumb over his cheek, running it along his chiseled jawline.

"Jenna. You're not thinki-"

"Shhh." I put a finger to his lips, inching incredibly close. My left hand on his chest as the right one goes to the back of his neck. "Kiss me." He follows what I say, his lips meeting mine as he wraps his arms around my waist. I deepen the kiss by tilting my head as I wrap my arms around his shoulders, moving my hands up and down his back. A low chuckle vibrates onto my lips as he squeezes my butt.

"What the hell is going on?!"

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