He Was My Best Gay Friend (A Larry Stylinson Fanfic || on hold)

Ch. 3/ Harry's POV

He Was My Best Gay Friend (A Larry Stylinson Fanfic)

Chapter Three- HARRY'S POV.

-Louis' POV-

"This was all my fault!!!" She cried. "Why did I even think this would work?!"

"Hey hey, please calm down!" I begged her with concerning eyes. "This wasn't really all your fault."

She looked up at me, with crystalizing navy blue eyes. Jessica was sitting on the floor for hours when we got to my flat. She was crying, worrying, whimpering, oh God I couldn't stand seeing her like this! I need to calm her down...

"Eleanor's gone, and it's all because of me! I never really meant to trick her like this!"

This is awful. Everything just quite tore apart, you know. What should I do?!

Firstly, I never thought that Eleanor would be so perfectly beautiful. Secondly, I also didn't know that she never even actually knew a tiny bit about this whole Blind Date thing.

Facepalm...

Jessica look terrified. I need to make her calm and better, with all my very best.

"Jess, it's okay" I said softly, and I wrapped my big arms around her.

"She'll come back. Let's just give her some time to make up her mind,"

"But-but-" she repeated. "What if she'll never come back?"

I cocked an eyebrow in disbelief, in a playful sort of way, then I sat on the left side of her, with my right arm still around her.

"Yes she will," I reassured her, looking deep into her eyes.

"I promise."

Her narrowing eyebrows then turned back to its normal ones again. Slowly, she half smiled to me genuinely. Showing those cute deep dimples. I smiled back in return as usual.

"Okay Lou," she hoped. "Well, I hope she will..."

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-Harry's POV-

I was back at my flat in London with my new girlfriend, Clarice. While looking for the door keys, Clarice placed her hands on my shoulders massaging it teasingly and spoke in a teasing tone, "Harry did you missed me when I was in Australia? Did you, Hazzy?"

"Well course I did babe," I said in her ear and nibbled it slightly, and with my hand holding up her amazing arse under her blue cocktail dress. She giggled, I giggled, we both love this. It made her feel so hot that she let out a sexy moan.

"Damn Harry,"

Her fingertips then dug into my shoulders. Since she's in front of me; she started kissing my lips uncontrollably.

"You fucking bastard. Always know how to turn me on," she growled against me.

We started making out in the front porch. I kissed her roughly against the cold hard wooden door. She lets me lift up her sexy toned leg while rubbing her breast on the other. We didn't really care if someone sees us. It's already 3 a.m in the morning anyway.

While snoging, I started picturing Jessica in my head...

"Jess," I breathed heavily. She quickly heard what I just said and quickly pulled away, breaking the kiss.

"Excuse me? What did you just say Harry?" she asked narrowing her eyes at me. Her voice full of confusion and sadness.

"Urm, uh, nothing," I cleared my throat, bitting my lower lip lightly.

"Don't you dare say nothing to me! Tell me the truth." she demanded pulling herself far from me, waiting for my response.

"Listen babe, I...I gotta go," I excused uttering. 

"Go?! Go where?" she asked placing her hands on her waists. 

I stroke my fingers through my hair and replied, "To the, uh, Starbucks. It's open 24 hours, so yeah.... I'm just gonna buy ourselves some cold delights." I lied.  

"But it's 3 in the morning! God damn it, fine then. Well, I am a little thirsty though." she stated and simply rolled her eyeballs.

I nodded and turned on my feet. I slowly made my way to the bushes while looking on my shoulder to see if she wasn't looking. And she wasn't, she was busy opening the front door.

"Dammit, why was I picturing Jessica lately?!" I started asking myself. "That's strange."

A/N: Hey guys sorry if it's short! I'll updape soon x :) TFR!