That's Just Us {A Harry Styles FanFiction}

Chapter 1

Alyssa's P.O.V:

I silently groaned in a aggregation of the voice behind me.

"What do you want now Harry?" I spat to my ex best friend. Yes, Harry Styles from the worlds biggest boy band One Direction. And yes, EX best friend. Why? Because, during and after The X Factor it's like he had no clue I existed. He forgot about me and moved on with his world famous life. I was left heartbroken. It all made me feel worthless, as if I didn't mean anything to anyone. I know, it all sounds cheesy, but it's true. I was in love with him and he obviously didn't feel the same.

"I need to get by." He replied to my question mocking my voice. Hesitantly, I stepped aside letting him through knowing that if I put up a fight with him he would just turn to his flirty side and be all 'you like me. You just wanna keep looking at my face don't you'. I know he would be that way. I've known him long enough to know the REAL Harry Styles.

The fame has gotten to him. He isn't the same anymore which gives me another reason to hate him. I miss the old Harry. Where no matter who and where you were he would protect you and make you feel loved. He would take care of you, act silly with you, smile with you, laugh with you, create memories with you, and sometimes even cry with you. He hated to see anyone hurt. But now? It's different. He's always gone out with the boys at parties, Out with girls, touring, clubbing, rehearsal, etc. .

Wanna know the sad part? . . .

I still love him.

Harry's P.O.V:

God, she's so stubborn. Sometimes I wonder what I did to make her hate me so much. We used to have it all. We were never apart. I miss those days. I miss the old her. We would always create memories, act weird, be immature, and just have so much fun together and now she's rude. She's stubborn, ignorant, and pissy.

But honestly . . . Why does she hate me so much? Is she jealous of my fame?

There's times is our, well I don't even know what to call us now, where she can be sweet and sensitive like the old her but that's rare. Now when I look at her her eyes are full of hate . . But it's also full of something else. I ask myself is she loves me but then I snap back to reliably remembering how we act now. She doesn't love. It's the complete opposite. She hates me.

Wanna know that sad part? . . .

I'm in love with her . . .

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Chapter 1!!!! I hope it's good so far!!! Thanks so much for reading the first chapter! I have so much more to come!!