The ODD Couple

29. Unanswered questions

HARRY

"Harry, I'm asking you for the last time, what did you do?"

Niall had been hounding me since the time he woke up and didn't find Sascha around. Like seriously? They all knew she'd be leaving today. But that wasn't the problem.

She left.
Like fucking up and left, without as much as a goodbye to any of us.
To me neither. She very well knew it was our last tour before the big break and she might never see us again. Still?

She slept in the same room as me! Darn it!
And she couldn't even leave a note?
I know she wouldn't want to talk to me after what happened. But this was the least she could do so much before she left.

Right now, I felt like breaking the piece of porcelain in front of me, but no, I couldn't lose control. I had to keep up with the pretence, the façade of composure. Harry Styles doesn't ever behave badly or break things, never ever.

Fuck the reputation. I was still pissed off about everything that transpired right from the kiss to her body against mine. Was it bad that the thought itself could get me a little high?

Get a grip over your 6 feet self.

"Harry speak mate."
This time it was Louis.

"I fucking don't know! I didn't know what time her flight was and I didn't ask Valerie either!"
The façade engraved on my face slipped a fraction and if their faces were anything to go by, it must have been a huge fraction.

"Calm down Harry."

Liam was here too. Surprisingly, the boy had kept quiet during the entire conversation. No head shakes, no sarcastic remarks, nothing. I couldn't help but look at him curiously. His face held a I-told-you-so look but it also held something more. Did Sascha speak to him before leaving?

"I saw you both last night."
I froze.

"What do you mean you saw them last night?"
Louis couldn't help but ask. The boys were seriously worried now. No, they didn't have to know.

"Obviously, we sleep in the same room Liam. Let's move on to better things like contacting her shall we?"
Unfortunately he wasn't buying my diversion, because he shook his head vigorously.

"They were both dirty dancing, weren't they? And didn't you guys leave the club together?"
Liam just continued staring at me intently. I held his gaze for a long time before sighing. All of the previous nights' events played out in my mind. Somehow it did not really help.

It was Louis who finally spoke.
"So......does that mean Harry and Sascha?"

"She was the one who started it. And FYI, I rejected her because she wasn't even anywhere close to good."

They didn't have to know the truth. They didn't have to know that Sascha Brewston was almost successful in finding her way around my heart. I had to play it cool. Instead, I heard loud gasps all around the room. Louis was shocked. Niall looked like he just hit a wall, and Liam? His face was red.

"You did what?"

"Liam? Why does it make you so angry? Isn't that what I am? I can never take any girl seriously then why are y-"

"FYI Harry, you didn't just do that to any other girl. You did that to Sascha! And you better fucking find a place for your grave soon!"

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SASCHA

It was one of those rare moments, when I was cleaning my room voluntarily.
Anything to get my mind off Harry and Derek and anything remotely related to the word called 'trouble'. Mom decided to pay grocery a visit because Dad was coming down. Which was another trouble altogether.