Sweet Mistake

Mr. Styles

Annabelle's POV

"AHHHHH!" I screeched being woken up from cold water hitting my face.

"Wake up you floozy!" Eleanor yelled at me.

"Why are you still here? You said a couple days. Go away!" I pulled my soaked blanket over me. She just laughed and yanked it off of me. I laid there and glared at her.

"You're death stares aren't going to help you choose a boyfriend." She smacked my leg.

"Ow!" I held my leg and stood up. "What time is it?"

"It's 2 in the afternoon you lazy ass!"

"Why are you so mean to me?" I whined.

"Because you need to be toughened up."

"What are you talking about? I'm tough!"

"Sure you are. That doesn't matter. Go shower up. You smell." You pinched her nose and made a sour face.

"I do huh?" I gave her a mischievous look. She knew what I was planning. But before she could run I wrapped myself around her. "How do I smell now? Huuuhhhh?"

"Like shit!" She made gagging noises. I laughed and got off of her and went to my bathroom. I got out and wrapped a towel around me. "Come on we have to get you dressed. Your second lover will be here soon!" I heard El in my room. I walked out and she was going through my closet. She pulled out some white shorts and a flowy lilac tank top and a grey cardigan. I nodded and put it on. My phone dinged.

[Harry]

{Hey be there in a bit. Super excited. x}

I closed my phone and plopped my butt on the couch. I sprawled out while I checked my Facebook.

"Could you lay any less unattractive?" Eleanor raised her eyebrows. I peeked away from phone and stuck out my tongue. I went on twitter and saw Liam tweeted.

"Hey guys, sorry we've been gone. Missing everyone!" Then I looked at the responses. They mostly consisted of "I love you Liam" "I miss you!" and "Follow me".

My doorbell dinged and I got up and opened it. There stood a mop topped kid.

"Hey love." He gave me a dimpled smile.

"Hey let's go before Eleanor comes." I whispered and scurried out the door screaming "BYE ELEANOR!" I heard her feet scurrying across the floor but I closed the door to quick. Harry held my hand and we started walking. After about ten minutes of walking around town we stopped at a little restaurant by a body of water. It was a seafood restaurant. We walked up to the counter where an old man was standing there.

"Hi there, what can I get you?" he gave us a friendly smile.

"Two fish and chips please?" Harry ordered.

"Okay that'll be a minute." The man walked back and made our food.

"So are you excited for tonight?" Harry turned to me and pulled me into a hug.

"Yes. What are we doing?"

"Well, I figured dinner, and maybe some mini golf?" He wrapped his arm around me.

"Yeah that sounds fun." I smiled and the man brought our food. We took it and walked out. We walked around the water until we found a bench and sat and started eating. We chatted and ate. It was about an hour until we finished and then walked to the mini golf course. We got there and got our clubs.

"I'm so going to beat you." I teased.

"No you won't. I'm the master. Watch how it's done." He cocked an eyebrow and rolled up his imaginary sleeves. It was on. We were being all cute and flirty the entire night. He would come up behind me and 'help' me swing the club. At the end of the round I won. Of course. Because everyone knows I'm the coolest person ever. Just kidding. Don't judge me. I saw Harry was pretty butt hurt about his major loss. So I decided to repay him.

"Okay loser, how about I give you something since I'll probably be gloating all night." He looked at me and pouted.

"What?" He asked.

"I've been working on my baking skills." I put two thumbs up. He chuckled and said okay. So we walked to the bakery. Hopefully this time Barbara doesn't bust us. I wanted to show off. Because I was in fact working on my baking. I made Eleanor taste test things. And she said they weren't terrible. So might as well! We got there and unlocked the door. It was like 11 and it closes at 7. So I figured it was safe. We snuck in and scurried to the back. I wrapped an apron around me and started taking things out.

"So what will you be baking me Ms. Parks?" He sat on the counter.

"Well Mr. Styles, I will be making my famous vanilla cupcakes with chocolate frosting." I said in a posh voice.

"Hmmmm, delightful!" He returned. I started mixing and decided to play with him. Because honestly I felt awkward with him sitting there watching me. I took some flour and shouted to distract him.

"Oh my god Sandy! (one of the workers)" He whipped his head to the side and I ran up and threw the flour on him. He gasped and jumped off the counter. He wrapped his arms around me and reached in front of me grabbing flour and threw it in my face. I squealed and wriggled out of his grasp. He started chasing me around as we continued throwing things at each other.

Niall's POV

So hungry. I already ate everything in me and Louis' flat. And they weren't going to take me anywhere. I had to come up with a lie so I could go get something to eat. I sat on the couch watching the tele with the 3 lads. I pulled out my phone.

"Oh hey, Harry wants me to go help at his mum's house." I lied. He's been there a lot. I don't blame him. I wish I could see me mum more.

"Okay Niall." Liam said not looking away from the screen.

"You just wanna check her out." Louis rolled his eyes.

"That's a lie."

"Whatever mate." Zayn added in. I just shook my head and left with one thing on my mind. Food. Food. Food. I started walking to this deli that was a couple blocks away. I pulled my jacket on. It was gettin' chilly. I kept walking until I got stopped dead in my tracks. It was the old bakery that Harry used to work at. I saw someone inside. It couldn't be. No. It's not. I tried convincing myself. But it was. Annabelle. I watched in horror as Harry held her. But oh my god. He started leaning in. Stop. No. That's MY girl! I wanted to start screaming. But I couldn't. I couldn't even move as I watched their lips touch. My heart dropped. I felt the hot tears start to boil in my eyes. I bit my lip trying not to allow myself watch. But I couldn't turn away. How could he do this to me? My best friend. I felt a tear burn down my cheek. Then they separated. I couldn't let them see me. I started running in the direction of my flat. I threw open the door and stood there with the tears falling. I was breathing heavily from running. The boys turned around and saw me.

"What the hell is wrong mate?" Zayn shot up and sprinted towards me. Liam and Louis followed. Zayn gave me a little cuddle and waited for my response. But I couldn't speak. It felt like my heart was ripped in half within a couple seconds.

"A-A-Annabelle." I managed.

"What about her?" Louis looked at me confused. My face was wet and hot as I trembled trying to comprehend myself what I had just witnessed.

"Annabelle and..." I stopped myself trying to utter out his name.

"And?" Liam asked with Zayn still holding me in his arms.

"H-H-Harry." I finished.