Indecisive 2 (Sequel)

Chapter 13: Hidden From View

Ending scene has been rewritten seeing as I had no back up copy to go off of when it got deleted. 

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Whitney POV: 

Stepping out of the car I can feel his heavy stare on me, maybe I should have listened and got the red one. 

Now that it's not just Harry and I, I'm regretting the non existent length of this dress. As much as I thrived on the confidence it gave me from his admiring and lustful eyes, I still felt more exposed than usual considering it didn't even come to my fingertips.  

"Are you cold?" Harry asks as after I cross my arms in front of me. 

"A little," I mumble, trailing by his side as we cross the lit street. 

"Come here baby." 

Harry snakes his arm around my waist, pulling me into his side. 

His hand traverses the curve of my waist, brushing my arm to provide me a little sense of warmth. 

I tilt my head enough to smile up at him. 

His eyes are fixated elsewhere. 

"Harry?" I gently nudge his side as I step onto the curb. 

"Yeah?" His head jerks down to meet my gaze. 

"What's wrong?" I nod towards the direction he was staring at just moments earlier. 

"Nothing," he flashes a quick smile, leading us up the sidewalk. 

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Harry POV: 

That couldn't be him, could it? 

I was pretty trashed that night but I could have swore- 

A familar coice breaks my thoughts. 

"Hey man!" 

"Niall and..." 

What the hell was her name? 

Tallie? Terrie? 

"Tara." The girl next to him finishes for me. 

"Right, right." I quickly nod. 

"I see you two are still together." Whitney beams glancing between them. 

"Five months." Tara says just as Niall says "Six." 

They exchange puzzled glances before breaking into laughter. 

"The month you spent getting up the balls to ask me out does not count," Tara laughs. 

"Says who?" Niall challenges. 

"Oh please," Tara teases. 

"Just because we weren't official doesn't mean it doesn't count," Niall defends, the subject turning more serious. 

Tara rolls her eyes, turning to my left where my arm was still gently resting on her side. 

"Whitney, how long did it take Harry to ask you out again?" 

The room somehow seems to draw silent even though in reality the music is blaring from the speakers. 

"C'mon spill." Tara presses. 

I can feel her gaze on me, everyones shortly following. 

"Is that Liam?" I attempt to change the subject. 

"Where?" Niall jerks his head around to scan the room. 

"EY I do see em', Liam!" 

He shifts on his feet heading towards the bar.