Found (Harry Styles) #Wattys2017

Chapter 6

Songs:

(You Drive Me) Crazy: Britney Spears

I'll Be There For You: The Rembrandts

Keep Ya Head Up: 2Pac

Blue: Eiffel 65  

Boyz-N-The-Hood: Eazy E

Harry's POV

It was nine forty five when, Louis and Niall decided to head over to Dallas' dorm room. I really hated that we had to go over, well, Niall didn't. He was going willingly, that traitor. I had tried every excuse in the book so I wouldn't have to go, but no one was having it. They were making me go, if it was the last thing they did. It was annoying how none of them ever took my side on things. And I hated that we had established the voting system when we first got together, it really sucked, especially now.

Both, Niall and Louis knocked on the door of her dorm room. I looked around, noticing that there really wasn't other rooms around. After a few seconds the door flew open, revealing a very happy, smiling, Dallas. Her smile almost reminded me of Liam's; her cheeks seemed to take over her face, her smile reaching up to her eyes, making them disappear. She actually looked beautiful. She pushed back her short hair behind her ears, making her full cheeks more visible. I wonder why I had never noticed how attractive she was. Fuck, what the hell am I saying.

"Welcome gentlemen. Harry." She clearly made an effort to make a distinction between the two.

"Hey," they both greeted, the three of them making comments on the jersey's they were wearing. "Who is your ankle?" Niall asked.

She lifted her right foot off the ground, twirling it around in front of her. "Feels fine, actually." She smiled up at him. "Like nothing ever happened."

They exchanged a few more words, letting us all know that there was breakfast ready in the kitchen if we were hungry.

"Ugh, of course," she rolled her eyes at me as she looked at my jersey.

"What the hell does that mean? Packers are a hundred times better than the Steelers." I commented, seeing which team she had picked. I thought she was smart, but I guess it was fine, I wouldn't have to share my team with her.

She waved me off, walking deeper into the dorm. I followed, seeing most of her friends and mine already sitting and eating breakfast. Even, Liam was already here, I wonder what time he got here. As I looked around, I noticed that this was not an ordinary dorm room. It was a fucking apartment, spoiled brat, I knew it. Sure, our dorms were large enough to have two of us at a time and a small living room, but this was twice the size, or larger, it even had a fucking kitchen.

I followed the directions I got to the kitchen, just because I didn't like her didn't mean I wasn't going to eat. I served myself a little bit of everything, annoyed that it smelled amazing, making it harder for me to decline.

"Can you hand me the little cupcake liners please?" Dallas asked, pointing to somewhere behind me.

I turned around, finding what she wanted before tossing it to her while she wasn't looking. I had expected for her to get scared and yelp or just get pissed, but she just caught it. Thanking me as she opened the package and lined the three trays with the thin paper cups.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, I don't know why.

She huffed, scooping something brown and crumbly into the little cups. "Mini cheesecakes and brownies for later."

I stood there watching her as she scooped cheesecake batter into the trays quickly before she popped them in the oven. Once she finished that, she began cleaning the small mess in the kitchen, maneuvering around me with ease since I decided not to move, just to irritate her. Which, again, didn't seem to work.