Unpredictable (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 17.

IM SORRYYY. It has been literally FOREVER since I updated! I've been so busy with family and friends, that I just haven't had time to come back to this until now! OH AND THANKS FOR 2,000 READS! IT'S NOT ALOT TO SOME OF YOU BUT TO ME IT IS! So Thank You tons!!!!! Anyway, ignore my rambling, here's chapter 17 :)

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HARRY'S POV.

I layed back in my bed and closed my eyes. It was already about 6 at night. I've spent almost all day today just thinking. Why did I say that to Elle? Of course I had feelings for her. But did I really not want to date her? I had to make up that crap about my friends disliking her. I wasn't really sure how they felt towards her, to be honest. My thoughts were rudely interupted by the vibrating of my phone, signalling I had a text message. It was from Niall.

"Hey, do you want to go out to dinner tonight with the lot?" it read. I texted him back a yes, since I didn't exactly have anything better to do tonight. He sent me the details about where and when to meet. I had about 15 minutes to get ready. I got up out of bed and slipped on my little brown boots. 

As I walked out of my room and out to the parking lot where my car was parked, I couldn't help but think about Elle. How I wished I was going out to dinner with her and not my friends. Sighing, I got into the car and drove to the restaurant I always go to with my friends.

I drove in silence, not even turning on the radio, too consumed in my thoughts. Did I really want to be with Elle. Did I really like her that much?

I parked in the lot at the restaraunt, and went inside. My friends were all sitting at a long table, sipping on drinks. I walked up, and took an empty seat in between Niall and Ashton. 

"You're late," Louis commented from across the table. I just shrugged my shoulders. Bree was shooting me flirty smiles. Sure, I've done stuff with her a few times, but that didn't mean she meant anything to me. 

The waitress came around and we ordered our food. Everyone was talking amongst each other except me, I sat staring down at the table. 

"Harry, you okay?" Ashton asked. 

"Yeah," I mumbled, looking up at him. But something else caught my eye. Walking through the doors of the restaurant were none other than Elle and her good for nothing boyfriend. Elle scanned the room, and her eyes fell on me. We both quickly looked away. I was hoping no one noticed me looking at her. Unfortunatly to my dismay, somebody did.

"Is that Elise Rousseau?" Bree asked with disgust. "With her boyfriend?" The whole table started murmuring about the couple that had just gotten seated across the restaurant from us. 

"Don't you have a project with her?" Brooke asked me. I nodded my head yes.

"Wow. That must really suck for you," Bree commented. 

I felt the sudden urge to defend her. "Look, she isn't that bad."

"I thought you hated her, though?" Niall said. I just rolled my eyes.

I didn't want to sit here listen to these people bash Elle, so I sent her a quick text. It said "Come meet me in the hallway next to the bathrooms." I stared at her from across the room, until she looked up at me, signalling to me she got my text. I stood up from my chair to walk to where I was meeting Elle.

"Where are you going?" Louis asked me. 

"Er, I have to go check something, I'll be right back." I said, rubbing the back of my neck with my hand. I turned and walked to where the restrooms were located. I stood there for a few minutes until a beautiful girl with honey blonde hair walked up to me.

"What do you want Harry?" Elle asked, crossing her arms.

"This." I walked up to her, and kissed her straight on the lips. 

A/N: (again sorry) IM SORRYYYY FOR ENDING IT HERE BUT IM ON A TIME SENSITIVE SCHEDULE RIGHT NOWWWWWWWW!!!!! I need a good ship name for Harry and Elle and Peirce and Elle!! Helle and Pelle just doesn't sound good!! Tell me who you ship in the comments!! And follow me on Twitter: eatdirtstyles ! Thanks to everyone who's been reading!! Vote and Comment!!