Over Again ( Sequel to My LOVE to a 13 year old A Harry Styles Fanfic )

Chapter 23: I don't wanna play this game.

CHAPTER 23:

I don't wanna play this game.

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His arms are still around my waist and it's impossible to get out of his grip. It's now been 7 months we've been together and we both enjoyed it. I haven't seen or heard from Brandon after all the arguement. But beside Harry, he actually kept contact with Natalie that pisses me off. He checks upon her sometimes just to see if she's okay, but don't tell me what they talked about. I feel like I should know. His ex keeping in contact with my boyfriend? I shake my thoughts out shutting my eyes to have it reopen again by an angelic touch that cam from Harry.

"Are you awake?" he asks looking over.

"Yes but just thinking,"

"Thinking? Is that bad?" he asks worried.

No it's ju-" I get cut off by Harry's phone. He looks over at his phone running away with it.

"Who is it?!" I shout.

"Natalie!" he shouts back and my blood boils with anger. Of course, Natalie. Sometimes I just wish Harry and I wasn't together, or... I wish I never moved here in the first place. They obviously spend on the phone together more than Harry and I hang out. I walk downstairs sitting down in the kitchen while Ganton turns around and sighs.

"Is it Natalie?" he asks and I nod. He gives me water while I sip alittle.

"I'm sure nothing is really going on between them, Mrs.Styles," he smiles

"Ganton, I told you, I'm not 'Mrs.Styles' just call me Cat," I shrugged.

"I call you that because, I know someday, the famous Harry Styles will ask your hand in marriage,"

"Yeah sure," I chuckle.

"Babe, you wasn't in the bedroom when I got back!" Harry says sitting down next to me.

"While you talk to Natalie, I'll talk to Ganton," I say.

"But he has work to do. Plus he must be boring, he probably just talk about food," he says rudely.

"Actually he's not, isn't Natalie annoying with her crying on the phone asking for you to take her back? Or to have a secret 'hideout' like his we used to have?" I say with my hands in a fist. He done it, he broke me, I'm going to explode.

"Well, she doesn't say that and we have no 'hideout'" he chuckles.

"Then why don't you tell me what you guys talk about?"

"It's because... It's none of your business," he says and I bang my fist against the table and walked out of the kitchen and grabbed my bag.

"Where are you going? We're not done talking," Harry says walking behind me.

"It's none of your business," I say walking out of the door and shutting my phone off knowing Harry will call and text. I need to calm down.

••• Harry's POV •••

"Shit," I mumble and sit down with Ganton.

"She answer?" he asks getting out the chocolate ice cream Cat and I bought.

"No, she's super mad at me now,"

"Well I wonder why," he says sarcastically.

"Hehe, very funny," I roll my eyes and Ganton laughs.

"So, why are you talking to Natalie, again? Don't you know you have a girlfriend? Natalie tried to sleep with her ex but did it already," he said. What the fuck?!

"Can I ask you, how do you know that?"

"Cat,"

"Why would she tell you that?" I'm obviously annoyed at her actions.

"She's an very emotional person, Mr.Styles. She has no one to talk too. So I'm like her counciler," he smiles handing me the bowl of ice cream.

"May you be mine? Like now?" I ask mad he nods while we go to the living room.

••• Cat's POV •••

I swing on the swing set watching the leaves blow in one direction and little kids begging for money for the ice cream truck.

"No Daniel," the little boys mother said. I turn my head to see a little boy crying. I walk over there and he looked up at me frightened. I handed him $5 dollars.

"What's this for?" he asks.

"Ice cream,"

"Miss, please you don't have too," his mother said.

"I insist," I smile and walk away. I couldn't help it, I had too. I turned my phone on and my LockScreen got exploded with notifications of Harry calling and texting me. This wouldn't happen if I haven't move to England, this wouldn't happen if I seen Harry, this wouldn't of happened if I had that stupid dre-

"Can you watch where you are going?!" I say looking up to see Natalie.

"Oh, Cat... Nice to see you aga-" I cut her off not wanting to her her fucking voice.

"I'm not in the fucking mood so, move," I say but then get run into someone again. But this time my head hurts, it aches. I hit something harder, and it wasn't Natalie.

"Cat," a familiar voice breathes out. Just to meet the familiar green eyes. Harry. He drops the 2 water bottles and I just realized. Natalie and Harry. And something I haven't expected, Natalie had a bump.