The Singer (A Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter 13

GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS!!!!!!...........hi.............. Okay, so I'm kinda bored right now so I figured id update the story! K.

-Kayla

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The next morning, I woke up to see Bridget, still asleep beside me. I reached for my phone to see I had 3 missed calls and 4 texts, from Harry.

I got out of bed and walked outside to the front porch as I called Harry.

"Hello?" I said when Harry answered.

"Marlie." Harry sounded alert and excited as he answered.

"What Harry?" I asked.

"What's wrong with you? You sound short." Harry replied.

"Are you kidding me?" I asked, annoyed.

"Uh. Yeah." Harry replied.

"You leave me. Completely! You never called, you never texted me, you just left!" I said angrily.

"Look. Babe, I'm sorry." Harry said.

"And I know you're famous and all and you're pretty busy but, Harry, you just left." I said.

"Marlie." Harry said.

"What about goodbye!? You didn't say goodbye." I replied, going from anger, to sadness, just like that.

"Marlie. I'm sorry. You're aunt and uncle told me, they never wanted me to be with you ever again. I didn't want to disrespect them." Harry replied.

"So you're gonna come back to me?" I asked, softly.

"Uh. Well. Not exactly." Harry replied.

"What do you mean, 'not exactly'?" I asked.

"Well. I uh, I need a favor." Harry replied.

"Harry. What do you mean, 'not exactly'?" I asked again.

"Marlie, can you just meet me at that pizza place at 6?" Harry asked.

"Answer me!" I said angrily.

"Fine. Marlie, I'm dating Taylor. Okay. Me and Taylor are a thing now." Harry replied angrily.

"Swift?" I asked slowly.

"Yes. Now just meet me at the pizza parlor at 6." Harry replied.

"Okay." I replied slowly as he hung up.

I hung up as my home screen came back up, a picture of us on the night he left. The best but worst night of my life.

I leaned on the pole of the porch as I watched the small kids in the front of their neighbors yard play. A little boy ran around with a little water gun, squirting a little girl as she squealed an he giggled. I smiled as my thoughts began to wander.

"Marlie." Bridget's older brother said as I jumped, my thoughts escaping as I spun around to face him.

"Parker." I said as he walked and stood beside me, his hands in the pockets of his gym shorts.

"What are you doing?" Parker asked as he looked at me, his hair blew from the wind.

"I had a call and I didn't want to wake anybody." I replied.

"Oh. You wouldn't have woken me. I was already awake." Parker replied.

"At 6 in the morning?" I asked.

"I couldn't sleep." Parker replied.

"Why not?" I asked.

"It's a secret." Parker replied.