Give Me Love (Harry Styles/Leigh Anne Pinnock story)

Chapter 3

Harry's POV

"Harry watch out!" Liam shouted right before I bumped into someone and heard a soft thud. "Ouch," I heard a familiar girl voice cry. I quickly turned around to see Leigh-Anne on her bum.

"Watch where you're going Curly," Leigh said smiling as I helped her up. I laughed then wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her into a friendly hug.

When she stood on her toes to wrap her arms around my neck I took in her scent. She smelled like peaches.

"It's so good to see you," Leigh Anne said as we ended our hug. "It's good to see you too and I like the hair," I told her as I tried to touch it. Leigh Anne ceased my actions by knocking my hand away.

"No touching the hair," Leigh Anne said waving her index finger. I put my hands up in defense. "Okay I'll put that in my book of 'Leigh's no-nos for me'," I joked than bent down to Leigh Anne's ear.

"I have a feeling I'll be adding a lot while you're visiting," I whispered and I could see the shivers on Leigh's exposed skin. I smirked to myself then pulled away.

I like playing with Leigh even though I know she won't go for my antics. She's a smart girl and a good challenge, I like both of those.

Leigh glared at me but smiled."You're such an arse," Leigh said making me laugh a little.

I examined the light skin, older girl in front of me as the boys walked over. Greeting her in friendly hugs and hello's.

She had on her white tank top that said Fresh Ego Kid in red and black on it, bleached washed skinny jeans rolled up past her ankles, and white low top Converse.

Her hair was in its new puffy light brown dip dyed hair and she had on black eyeliner, red lipstick, and I could tell she had on that powder or liquid stuff that mixed in with her skin. I think it's called foundation. Leigh Anne is a beautiful girl so sometimes I don't understand why she wears make up. I would just rather see her in her natural state.

"Where's Perrie?" Zayn asked looking around. Leigh-Anne opened her mouth to speak when we heard Perrie's voice. "I'm here, I'm here!" Perrie yelled running into Zayn's opened arms. We all smiled at the pair and I looked at Leigh Anne. She had this look in her eyes that made me feel bad for her.

Leigh Anne's POV

As Perrie and Zayn hugged I couldn't help but feel a sting of jealously. Zayn had his arms wrapped securely around Perrie and Perrie had her arms wrapped his waist with a huge grin plastered on her face.

I want to be held and loved like that again. All of a sudden these memories of Jordan and I came rushing through my head like a flood. I sighed then adjusted my shirt in an attempt to stop staring at the couple before me.

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"Yeah Jesy the place is beautiful," I said looking out my hotel room window into the streets of Vancouver. A bunch of the boys fans were below waiting in front of the hotel doors.

"Oh you have to send loads of pictures," Jesy said making me laugh a little. "I promise," I told her as I waved to some fans that had somehow noticed me. "So what's Perrie and Sam doing?" Jesy asked on the other end of the phone.

"Sam is at the arena talking to the boys' managers, I think and Perrie and Zayn are in his hotel room," I told Jesy.

"Oh they're making up for lost times, eh," Jesy said. I busted out laughing and nodded. "I think so," I said laughing. "What if they have sex on the bus and you guys hear it?" Jesy asked and I heard her mum in the background yelling at her for her naughty comment.