The Secret

eleven

<a couple weeks after the party, Luke and Bailey have barley spoken since>

harry pov

"Harry!" I heard Niall yell. "You still never told me what exactly happened at the party." I sighed.

"There's a video on YouTube."

"The video doesn't explain everything, Harry. What the hell did Zayn do?"

"He tried to have sex with Bailey." I paused. "And she didn't want to."

"Do you mean he was gonna-"

"Yes. He was gonna rape her." I put my hand through my hair. "I was the one who pulled her off him. Calum beat him up."

"Why do you seem to tensed?"

"I haven't talked to Bailey in weeks."

"Why does that ma-"

"You know how Zayn is!" I growled. "He's not gonna stop, you know this! Why are you acting so stupid, Niall?" I looked up at him.

"You never cared before. Why is this different? Why is she different?"

"Because I didn't care about anybody before."

"What makes her different?" He asked leaning down eye level with me.

"She didn't treat me like I was Harry. Yes, I helped her get away from that fucker, but she didn't treat me like I was the Harry Styles. Some girls would just ignore what just happened, as if it didn't, and would just talk to me." It seemed like realization hit his face.

"What's the problem in that?"

"You know what I mean."

He sighed and leaned back. "You like her." I shook my head and stood up.

"I have to talk to her." I grabbed my keys and opened the door.

"You don't even know where she's at, let alone where she lives!" Niall called out for.

I turned around and threw my hands up in the air. "I have to find her!"

I got in the car and pulled out of the driveway. I turned on the radio, to get my mind off Zayn. I was listening to Twenty One Piolets when I saw a particular red head walking on the side of the street.

I rolled down the window, to get a better look at her, seeing she was just the red head I was looking for. I pulled up next to her, slowing myself to her pace. "Need a ride?" I said when I rolled down the window. She jumped back, before taking a good look at me. "Didn't mean to scare you." She smiled.

"It's fine." She smiled.

"Need a ride?" I asked again. She nodded. I unlocked the door which allowed her to get in.

"Thanks." She smiled.

"Anytime." We started driving down the road again. I chuckled, "I was actually looking for you," I started.

"Oh really? Why?"

"Do you want to get something to eat?" I asked turning to look at her when we stopped at a red light.

"I don't want to intrude on your time,"

"Nonsense. I'm taking you out for lunch."

"Are you sure?" She asked looking at my like I looked at her.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

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"What were you talking about in the car?" Bailey asked me when we got our drinks.