Styles Brothers (A Dark Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 17

I spotted some of my close friends inside the senior’s club. The club lights dancing all around the room as it move with the beats of the song. “Hey Eya!” Conarad smiled while his arms were on his girlfriend’s shoulders.  They’re so sweet, meanwhile, a girl wearing red dress and high pumps stole my attention, it was Daphne.

“Hi girl!” She greeted me.

“Thanks again. I bet these are all expensive.” I chuckle a bit.

“Nah. Don’t thank me.” She winked.

“Why won’t I?”

Her eyes shot on the side, I followed it to where it was darting at. The Styles’. Hazza met my gaze, but a seconds after, he return his attention to Harry. I know he’s sick and tired of me, he didn’t even wasted his time standing up and walking in front of me and saying ‘hi babe’ like he usually did. I miss him even it was just almost 3 days that I didn’t felt his presence.

“Eya?” Daphne stopped my realizations, and I soon return my attention to her.

“Sorry. What was that?”

“I’m asking you if you want some wine.” She smiled.

“Eh, I’m fine with juice.”

“Ok then, wait for me there, I’ll get you.”

I nod at her and stayed at my position. The beat of the song went slow, the rhythm was sweet, couples started to dance. I decided to sit on one of the empty chairs so I won’t be a stupid girl standing in the middle of the dance floor. My fingers played the ruffle on my skirt, and thinking of other things while waiting for Daphne.

“Can I dance with you?”

My head tilted up, I found Hazza standing in front of me, he’s so attractive the way he look tonight; white polo buttoned up to his collar with black bow on it, black blazer served as his outerwear, and his curls flopped neatly. His left hand stretching on me, without any doubts, I gave my hand to him. He walked me to the middle of the dance floor. His right hand moved on my waist, while the left was still on my hand, he intertwined our fingers, my free hand rest on his shoulder.

“So do you like my gift?” He smirks.

“What gift?”

“Those.” He looked at me starting from the bottom up to my face. At first I was puzzled but now I got it.

“It was you?”

“Do you like it? Cause for me I really really like it.”

“I thought it was Daphne.” I frowned.

“She helped me though.”

“By lying?”

He nodded at me then smirks.

“Not funny. Uhm, but thanks.”

He spins me and sways as the music flows.

“Uhm. Hazza.”

“Yeah?”

I slowly moved closer to him and stooping my head down, “I’m sorry. I was…”

“Was?”

“Jealous.” I whispered. I felt Hazza’s hand removed on my waist and cups my chin, he gently shifts my head upward, meeting his green orbs. I swallowed all my pride and continued, “I was jealous because the last time you and Daphne were ta—“

“Do you love me?” He interrupts me.

I put a silence between us, but we still continue to dance. I already know what I will answer; I’ve been thinking of this since yesterday. My head flutter on every sides of the club, and I found that there’s no one dancing except us, and now they’re looking at us. Hazza spins me again, and this time, he pulled me closer to him, a lot of probability that when I speak, my lips would brush on his.

“Do you love me?” His lips brushed.

“Yes… babe.”

Hazza stopped. He puts his hands on my waist and pressed his plump lips on mine. My hands travelled up on his neck and wrapped my hands around it. All I can feel is we’re the only couple dancing. It feels that this is the happiest night of my life. I never thought that my all-time enemy will be my boyfriend.

“Your lips are so sweet, can I taste them again babe?” Hazza smirks.

“Shut up babe, it’s very awkward now. I guess we should eat?”

Hazza pouted on me, I chuckled on him then his stunning smile appeared. My finger poked his dimple before I disjuncts my hands on him.

I turn my back on him, Hazza grip my arms. When I tilted my head on him, he ran his fingers on mine and intertwined it once again. “I forgot to say, you’re so hot babe.” he winked at me and he lead me to the food counter.

**

Hazza opened the car door and aided me inside. The surroundings were so quiet that it’s able for me to hear my boyfriend and Daphne talking.

“Take care of my best friend, Hazza ok? If she really got into a trouble I’d be the first one to kill you.”

“I’d take care of her… always.” He smiled.

Daphne peeked on the car window and she waved at me, I waved at her back, then she call for a taxi and settled out of the place. Meanwhile, Hazza came on the car, then he smiled at me.

“Hi babe.”

I chuckled at him before answering, “Hi babe.”

Hazza leans closer on me, “Your seatbelt.” He reached for it and locked it. Unexpectedly, he kisses my cheek, then returns to his driving position.

The driving filled with silence, maybe we still find it very awkward to talk. But, I still caught Hazza looking at me, and he catches me looking at him too, which makes us both chuckle. After a while, we reached my house, “Stay there babe.” He commanded. He opened his car door and run towards the side of his car, he opened it and reached his hands for me.

“Thanks.” I spoke.

“No problem babe.” He kisses my lips before closing the car door.

He was about to return when I hugged him tightly. His hand reached on my hair sweetly caressing it.

“I love you babe.” He whispered.

A smile formed on my face, “I love you too babe.”