A Public Affair (A Harry Style Fan Fiction)

Running Forever

It was like I didn’t walk out of my room for days but in reality I had just been MIA for 2 days to be exact. Since the day I slept with my best friend and since the day Harry called me. I was still trying to register what happened that night. I didn’t want to confront Caleb about what we did even though he was insisting. I just couldn’t look him in the eyes and break his poor heart again. He didn’t deserve it and I was being selfish for having sex with him. I grabbed my sheets and put them under my chin. I was so messed up and people didn’t seem to realize it. People didn’t need me, I was only adding more chaos in their life and Harry should know it. I should warn him about my habit of fucking everything up. He had the right to know what he got himself into in the first place right. When I received his call, I was least then happy, simply because I didn’t want to make the same stupid mistakes.

*Flashback*

‘’That’s not a way to greet people through the phone, love.’’ He said with an amusing tone in his voice. He said love and my whole body froze.

I bit my nails just because hearing his voice made me weak. I didn’t want to fall for the same bullshit I did. I just wanted things to be normal and by normal I meant, him not calling me. Who was I kidding, I wanted him to call me and text me. I cleared my throat before starting my monologue.

‘’Look, Harry… I don’t have time to play your silly games…’’ I started to say whilst playing with the sheets on my bed.

‘’I’m not playing games Liz.’’ Harry cut me off. ‘’I know I messed up and I’m trying to fix things here. I want to know you better but I’m not going to ask you to join me on tour because it would be a bit too much, yeah?’’ He said to me with a serious note.

‘’You want to know me better like you knew the blond girl you brought in your room?’’ I snapped at him. I was beyond pissed off. Mister wanted to know me better after banging a random woman two days ago. You cheap motherfucker!

‘’I made a mistake and I know it. I feel like crap already so please don’t rub it in my face.’’ He said before loudly sighing. I stayed quiet, not knowing if I wanted to add to his guilt. ‘’Look, I’m taking a risk and I’m putting myself out there because I want to know you as a person. We will have a week off in LA in less than a week and I would really love if you could come.’’

‘’Harry…’’ I tried to say.

‘’No! Just think about it and let me know in two days, yeah? I gotta to go but I’m going to text you and even call every bloody day. Goodbye Liz.’’ He said before hanging up on me. I didn’t even have the time to say goodbye.

*End of Flashback*

I still didn’t know what my answer was. I wanted to see him simply because there was a part of me that wanted to slap the shit out of him and the other part that wanted to hug him tightly but there was also this little voice in my head that said that he would hurt me and that I didn’t need this in my life. The good part in all of this bullshit was that Harry kept his promise, he actually texted me every day since his last phone call and I usually got a good morning text from him. It was really nice actually to receive texts from him. This morning was no exception, because at this very moment, my phone rang on my table near my bed. I grabbed my phone and looked at the screen. I should probably change his name because on my phone his name was ‘’Cheap Shit’’. For my defence, I was pissed at him and I promised myself that I would change it if I ever go to LA.

9:45 AM from Harry: Good Morning beautiful. Xx

9:50 AM to Harry: Hello to you too. :) 

9:51 AM from Harry: Sleep well?