She's so Mean(A Harry Styles fanfic)

Trouble in Whatever this is (chapter 28)

Harvy.

Harvy was sweet.

He was also very clumbsy.

He had spilt drink all over me, then apoligised 100 times.

We'd gone out twice one other time since our first date.

He had been a disaster.

Did that make us offical?

I hadn't heard from Harry much these days.

Should I expect to.

I didn't know.

It had been 13 days, 7 minutes and 49 seconds since I last spoke to him on my front doorstep.

I asked Zayn about him.

He had changed the subject.

Should I expect anymore?

"Vicky", Harvy spoke up, dragging me from my thoughts.

"Uhh, what?"

"I asked, will you be my girlfriend?"

What? Me? His girlfriend? NO WAY!!

"Sure", I said, forcing a smile back.

"Great", he exclaimed, leaning in to kiss me.

I turned my cheek on him, and his lips slapped my smooth skin.

The doorbell rang, saving us from enduring the painful awkward silence I knew was to come.

"I'll get that", I said bounding from the bed, and leaving the small of my room.

I gasped when I ripped open the door.

Standing there was a tired, helpless looking Harry. He had stubble on his chin and all up his jawline, his curls were a mess and his eyes dull.

"Vicky...I need to speak....", Harry was cut off by Harvy entering the kitchen.

He came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"So,,;how is MY girlfriend", Harvy said, emphasising the words my.

Did he seriously just say that? I shook my head hopelessly.

A low growl escaped Harry's lips, and he turned on his heel.

Stalking away, he punched the fence on his way out.

I slightly jumped in Harvy's arms, and his arms tightened around me.

It didn't do any good.

How was it possible Harvy made me feel so unsafe when there wasn't even any danger?

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