My Four-Days Love Story - Harry Styles

11. Thinking About The Bitch Wasn't The Smartest Idea

Song for the chapter: One Direction –Half A Heart
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'Hmm...but where are you?' I mumbled into the phone, waiting on the balcony for Vivek's baraat to arrive.

'Um...I'm-I'm on my way...um...I think you can like, hear the sheh-naais in the um, in the background' Harry answered on the other end. My eyebrows flicked up at his weird over-pronunciation of "shehnais" which was hilarious when mixed with his Cheshire accent. I hummed into the phone. He gave a huge sigh 'I miss you'

'Me too' I almost whispered, smiling to myself. All the giggling and talking behind me locked out by Harry's voice.

'It's just...I've grown so accustomed to getting to see you whenever I want and...' he trailed off when there was a yell.

'Harry! Stop the pyaar ka izhaar right now! Get your arse moving!' ah, Louis.

'The what?!' Harry's deep voice spoke.

'Declaration of love, dammit! I see you haven't learnt a molecule of Hindi all these days!' I grinned, hearing those two argue through the phone. They were adorable.

'Well, I have—' Harry was cut off, though

'Not the carrot one, Harry! Not the carrot one!' I snorted to hide my laughter. Oh what a wonderful moment that was! I waited for them to finish their arguement and finally Louis' voice faded away as he was cursing in French. Wow.

'Um, sorry...' Harry chuckled 'So, yeah? Um...I'm tryina hurry but like, not everything's quite done' I muttered a soft "oh" 'What are you doing?'

'Standing in the balcony, all dressed up and pretty for you' I joked. He laughed that sweet "ha-ha" laughter and my heart kinda fluttered.

'We've become such a cheesy couple' he replied.

'More like creamy. A lot more gooey'

'See, this is why I l—' he stopped abruptly.

'Haz?'

'Nothing, nothing, never mind' he sighed again 'What are you wearing?'

'It's a surprise for when you get here'

'Um...okay...what? Oh' he asked someone and then spoke to me again 'Vivek is saying we'll go straight to the venue. He said that maybe you should tell your mousie...oh it isn't mousie?' he asked someone again 'Oh, sorry, mossy'

'Mausi?' I asked. He groaned.

'I hate you'

'I know...' but then something clicked 'Harry are you on speaker?'

'Yeah, but I gotta hold it near my ear, the sheh-naais are very loud so—'

'Is Vivek there?'

'Yeah, wh—'

'JEEJUUUUU!' I shouted loudly and Harry screamed.

'Abey, dimaag kya Niall nei khaa liya, kya?!' (Oy, did Niall eat your brain?!) Vivek shouted back.

'Cee, I told you it was near my ear!' Harry groaned again.

'Sorry, Haz' I laughed.

'It's fine'

'Of course it is!' I laughed 'Okay, bye'

'Wait!'

'What?'

'MWAAAH! I'd forgotten the big kissy!' he giggled and Vivek cursed, I think.

'Well, you better save Vivek's big kissy for my big sissy'