It's always been you (a Harry Styles fanfic)

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'I didn't!' I yelled in the heat of the moment and stood up. 'I had -' i cut myself off when I saw Finn's perfectly shaped figure coming back from the restrooms.

'You didn't what?' His eyebrows were frowned and he looked around him trying to find the answer. No luck because Harry had already found his table and he was now sitting down. A few seconds I just stared at him blankly not knowing what to say.

'I didn't order this water.' I said slowly trying to find the right answer while picking up my glass.

'Yes you did silly.' He smiled. 'A few minutes ago.'

'Oh. Yeah. Right.' I smiled sheepishly hoping he'd buy it. He did.

Our conversation went on. Well, Finn talked, I tried to keep my eyes from wandering off to Harry's table and mentally slapped myself when I did.

'Is everything okay? You seem a little absend.' He softly layed his hand on mine.

'What? Oh, no. Everything's fine.' Again my eyes looked at the small table for 2 a few feet behind ours and again I mentally slapped myself.

'What are you always looking at? Is there something?'

He looked over his shoulder and made me freeze in shock.

'Wait isn't that that guy from one direction?'

'No I don't think so.'

'Yeah he is. Wait his name is Niall no?' I raised an eyebrow at him. 'Okay obviously not. Oh no that's Harry!' He said a little too loud and made a few neigbours turn around.

'Shhht!' I hissed.

'Oh I see, you like them.' His mouth curled up in a cheecky smile.

'No.' I pointed my finger at him. 'No I don't.'

'Okay fine. If you say so.' He held his hands up in defence. 'We should probably go. It's getting late.' He announced while looking at his watch that probably costs more than my entire wardrobe. We asked the check, paid and put on our jackets.

'Wait, there's one thing we need to do.' He took my hand and we made our way along a few tables that had rich and important people eating at them.

'Excuse me.' I heard Finn say before I could even protest or notice where we were.

4 eyes were staring at us and the beautiful green ones looked shocked yet amused.

'I'm sorry to interrupt, but I was wondering if you could maybe sign something for my date. She's a fan.' The wink just made it the most embarrassing thing ever. And there was that smirk on Harry's face again that I hated so much. He felt so important right now, but he really wasn't.

'Oh really Lacy, you could've just asked yourself. I don't bite.' Harry tried to sound nonchalance and actually succeeded.

'I'm sorry do you two know each other?'

'No.' 'Yes.' Harry and i both said.

'Lacy?' The confusion in Finn's eyes broke my heart.

'Finn lets go.' This time i took his hand and led him back to the car.

The car ride was quiet. Too quiet. He seemed annoyed but I couldn't quite figure out why. I didn't dare to ask, though. Something made me close my mouth everytime I wanted to say something. It was probably the coldness in his eyes. After what seemed like forever, we finally arrived at my house and I just had to say something. I turned to him.

'Finn, are you okay?' Stupid question, really.

'Yeah.' He didn't look at me.

'No, you're not.'

'Then why do you ask?'

'Because I was hoping you were gonna tell me what's wrong.' His grip around the steering wheel tightened.

'I just.. How am I supposed to compeet with him, Lacy?' He almost whispered.

'What.' I genuienly didn't know what he was talking about.

'He's Harry Styles. He's a member of the most famous boyband. Probably every girl wants to date him and you know him.' I shook my head.

'Who says i want to?'

'Oh please Lacy, I saw the way you constantly looked at his table. I saw the way you looked at him.'

'No Finn, you're wrong. Please you have to believe me.'

'Lacy i'm not blind nor stupid. I know when a girl doesn't want me in her life.'

'But I do!' My voice was louder but also less steady. I needed him to believe me.

'How am I supposed to compeet with him?' He whispered again. I gently put my hand on his arm.

'You don't have to. He's no competition for you.'