The Love Game (Harry Styles)

Chapter 26

*Jane’s POV*

I stomped out of there and went down to where the Jeep was. I had a copy of the keys already so I hopped in and sat down. I didn’t start the car though. I sat there in the driver’s seat thinking. I put my head onto the steering wheel and sighed heavily. MY best friend told my boyfriend one of my biggest secrets. I even told her before, if there was any chance that I had to tell it (if the case EVER came up) I would have told them myself when I was ready. What made her break that promise?

A knock on the window made me lift up my head and snap me out of my thoughts. Harry was outside the car, looking at me worriedly. I open the door, hop out, and hug him tightly. He wraps his strong arms around me as I began to hiccup. For some reason I hiccup when I’m really upset.

“Jay, I’m sorry if I did something wrong. I really am.” He says.

“No *hic* it’s not your fault. I’m *hic* just really *hic* mad at Marie. *hic*”

“She didn’t mean to do any harm…” I shake my head and he trails off.

“Can *hic* can we stop talking about it. And can I stay at your *hic* flat for a while?” Harry sighs and nods. He kisses my forehead and I jump into the passenger seat. He looks at me oddly.

“I can’t *hic* be there. Please can we just *hic* go home?” I begged. He nods and he jumps into the driver’s seat. He pulls out his phone and sends a quick text and then starts the engine. I didn’t have to see his screen to know that he texted Liam that we were leaving early.

We drove to a Starbucks and went inside for a coffee. Harry put on his beanie and sunglasses and waited in line to order our drinks. I went over and sat down in a booth by the window. I check my phone and see that it had a lot of texts from Marie. I just opened her box to get the phone to stop reminding me and quickly closed it. I then went through the voicemails and listened to each one by one. Some were quiet hilarious especially since it was just Harry droning on about how bored he was and things going on around him.

“Here you go m’ lady.” Says Harry cheekily as he hands me my drink. A tall Caramel Mocha. I squealed and started to dink the warm sweetness. We stayed there for a while talking. I noticed that he tried really hard to bring up Marie in the conversation but I quickly changed it. I wasn’t angry anymore, just upset. And I really didn’t want the hiccups to come back in the middle of a Starbucks.

We finished our drinks and dumped the cups on our way out the door. My phone began to blast the annoying ring tone. I look at the caller ID and I press ignore.

“Shouldn’t you answer that?” he asks. But I quietly shake my head as we enter the car.

We arrived to his flat in no time and I flopped down on his couch. The sun was just setting, mixing the sky with pretty purples, pinks, oranges, and blues. Harry sat on the coffee table across from me.

“Now tell me what happened that night. Marie gave me a basis on what happened but I want to know why it hurts you now if that happened a couple of years ago.” He says seriously. I sigh heavily. I knew I couldn’t avoid it any longer. I sat up and told him everything that happened that night with detail. His face turns in disgust once I reached the end of the horrid memory.

“And the thing was, I was head over heels in over with him back then. I’m not now, but how he betrayed me like that hurt me the most. That I never got over. I guess I was just so scared that if I ever fell that hard ever again, I’m just going to get hurt. I never thought he never got over it either.” I sigh.

“And why did the paparazzi catch a photo of him kissing you?” he asks, his voice lacking emotion. I knew he was angry that another guy try to make a move on me, but I told him over and over again that I didn’t feel the same way about Geo anymore.