Chapter 20

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  • Dedicated to Harry Styles
                                    

Katie's POV

I has been 4 months since I have seen Harry, and to be completely honest, It has been good for me really.

I have recently moved back to Bristol to live in a flat with my friend Carly, who went to school with me in Bristol, before I moved back to Cheshire.

I have also been dating this guy called Brad, we have been on numerous dates in the past few weeks and I decided to invite him over to the flat tonight.

I was sat on the sofa with Carly watching Bad Education when the doorbell rang.

I leapt off the sofa and ran to the door.

I slowly creaked the door open to find a tall man stood there, wearing a red jacket, it wasn't Brad.

"Delivery for Miss Foster." The tall male said to me.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I haven't ordered anything." He looked at me confused.

"Well someone, must have ordered you something then, sign here please." he replied rather forcefully.

I signed for the parcel and the man handed it over, it was quite light, but wouldn't have been able to fit through the letterbox.

I closed the door and Carly looked up at me with confusion over her face.

"Who is it from?" She asked.

"Guess I better open it and find out." I replied.

I opened the packaging, ripping the pieces of paper off as I went.

Something blue appeared, I pulled all of the paper, revealing a book I had wanted to read for ages.

The Fault in Our Stars.

I thought for a moment about who I had told I wanted this, and only one name came to mind.

Harry.

I ran my fingers across the cover smiling, he had remembered. Opening the front cover, I noticed a small post-it note attached to the inside.

"We had our little infinity, now its time to read about someone else's. - H x"

I gasped as I read the note, covering my mouth with my hands, I had read quotes from the book on the internet, and recognized this one.

I turned the post it over and noticed it had more writing.

"I'm willing to take you up on that date now :)"

I smiled at the small piece of yellow paper in my hands, underneath Harry had written his mobile number.

I watched as Carly rose from her seat and grabbed my hand, dragging me towards my room, causing me to drop the book on the sofa.

She walked over to my bedside cabinet and grabbed my iPhone, tossing it onto the bed, in front of where I stood.

"I think he deserves a ring." She smiled.

I reached for my phone, a slight shiver spreading up my hand as I touched the cold device.

"Hi."

"Hi." My hands shook as he picked up the phone.

"I, um-." I stuttered. "Thanks for the book, its lovely."

"I knew you'd like it." I could almost hear him smiling through the phone.

There was a moment of silence before one of us spoke.

"Sorry." I said.

"I'm sorry, I just left you Harry, I didn't even say goodbye to you, we didn't even go on that date, I fucked up big time, I'm so sorry."

"We can go on the date now, don't worry about it. It gave me time to think about what I really want in life, and I realised that I really want you." I smiled at his reply, as butterflies fluttered in my chest.

"I love you." I said, the words slipping from my mouth, me not stopping them.

"I love you, I'll pick you up tomorrow at seven yeah?" We said our goodbyes before putting the phone down.

I turned to find Carly smiling brightly at me, her curly hair like a mane, and her hands stuffed into the pockets of her sweat pants.

"Wey hey, does that mean I get to meet the other four hotties?" She winked at me. I chuckled before lobbing a pillow (from the bed) at her.
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"Hey Kate, how are you?" He smiled.

"Good thanks Brad, you?" Brad nodded

"So, I was thinking.." My voice trailed off. "This isn't going to work." I looked to my feet, my small fingers fiddling with the ties on my sweatpants as he stood at the door.

"I know." I looked up at Brad, a huge smile on his face. "I know you still love him, and I don't think of you in that way anymore Katie." As the words came from his mouth I pulled him into a hug.

"I think Carly likes you." I whispered in his ear.

"I think I like her too." He blushed as we pulled away from the hug.

"Aww, this is so great. You two will be so cute together." I clapped my hands together with glee.

I invited Brad into the flat and took his coat. When I arrived back in the living room he was sat next to Carly on the sofa and they were deep in conversation.

"Yeah, then he ate the balls and nearly choked!" Carly giggled.

"Guys." I said, waving a hand in the air to get their attention. "What the heck are you talking about?"

Brad and Carly turned to face me and Brad smiled. "I'm a Celebrity. Did you watch Joey and Matthew do the bush tucker trial?"

I nodded. "Yeah, was one of the funniest things I've ever seen."

Brad turned back to Carly and smiled, they were off talking again.

I sat down on the sofa across from them and stared blankly at the wall.

To try and pass the time, I pulled my phone from my pocket and flicked through twitter, reading a few tweets and replying to some fans of Harry's asking if we were still an item or if they have a chance with him now.

One girl simply wrote. 'I want Harry's D.' I grinned and was almost tempted to reply to her saying 'I haven't even had it yet love, don't worry' But I decided against it, I don't want people knowing about mine and Harry's sex life.

Our non-existent sex life.

So I simply decided to tweet something else.

'Can someone tell @BradMadMan and @CarlyBDayes to get a room? #PDA,'

That should do it.

"KATIE!" I looked over and saw Carly with her phone in her hand and her mouth agape.

"You want PDA." Carly smirked. "I'll show you PDA." And with that she pulled Brads collar towards her and gave him a full on snog, the both of them smiled into the kiss before pulling away.

"See, I'm a pretty good matchmaker." I stood up and walked towards my room to Skype Harry and ask him where we were going on our date.

(Yayy, I've finally updated x Guys dont forget to follow me on twitter @gottabemarcel and also Have you heard the album? Cause it leaked :) I love it!)

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