Who Won The Girl (Harry Styles)

Chapter 27

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[Ross' P.O.V]

''We are such legends!'' Mai whispers behind the bush and high fives me as we watch Alexis snap at Harry. 

''Harry's reaction, I'm trying so hard not to laugh.'' My voice high, biting my lip. 

Harry slowly walks backwards as she says the harsh words, terrified. He turns around and his face suddenly turns from confusion to humour. 

''Girls and their woman-stuff.'' He laughs to himself, shaking his head. His voice was still quiet, barely audible. 

He thinks he hasn't done anything and it's classic, it's the funniest part about this whole thing. I get up, Mai reaches her hand and I lift her up. 

I feel like this whole plan has gotten me..friends. It's brought Mai and I close together. I guess I've learnt one thing and it's that if you want friends, you have to have the same interests as people. You can't be different in this society or you're instantly judged. Harry's that stereotypical badboy girls seem to run after and I suppose that's why he's always been the one to get girls. My plans are only making his reputations worse but they're working. 

Every time they argue, Alexis comes to me, and in no time she'll be falling for me. She'll finally see who's been here all along.

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[Alexis' P,O.V]

''Harry, for the 5th time, I don't want to talk to you.'' I angry state, rejecting the chocolates he has in his hands. Chocolates won't make up for anything. 

He places the bag on the door step and puts his hands behind his back, his legs crossing.

''I'm not going anywhere until you tell me why you're so angry with me.'' Harry purses his lips together, waiting for a reply. 

''How can you even say that?!'' I yell. ''How can you say that like you didn't say anything to me?''

''The period pun? That was a joke!'' He replies just as loudly. He thinks im angry at him over a joke. 

''No- That wasn't even funny, by the way.'' I manage to fit in. 

''Well what is it then? And yes it was.'' Harry smirks slightly, looking down at his shoes. He finds himself absolutely hilarious.

''No it wasn't. Anyway, that's not the point. I'm just not ready to forgive you.'' He can't even acknowledge what he's done and he's turning up to my house with chocolates. 

''Over what? Tell me what I've done and I'll leave you alone.'' He promises and I give in. Anything to make him leave. 

''You called me that day and you, you told me that-'' I couldn't let the words out, my voice will surely crack if I do anyway.

''I told you what?'' He impatiently says, looking into my teary eyes with such concern  and worry.

''You told me that you don't want anything to do with me and you just felt sorry for me.''

''What?!'' Harry raises his eyebrows, his mouth hangs open. ''When did I ever?'' 

''You were probably drunk, then.'' I try to close the door but his hand pushes it back open.

''Hold on. I don't drink.'' He calmly says and for some reason, he doesn't look like he's lying. 

''Then you said it seriously, which is even worse!'' 

''Why do you have to be so difficult? I never called you and told you any of those things! I swear on my mother's life.''

''I'm the one being difficult? You call me and say all those things, then completely deny it.'' I close the door and he pushes it, again. ''You promised that if I told you, you'd go.'' I remind him.

''What did I say again? In the phone call.'' It was like he wanted me to repeat the words just for my own pain. 

''You never wanted anything to do with me and you felt sorry for me. Happy?'' 

''Wait, wait. That sounds so familiar, when was the phone call?'' He narrows his eyes, rubbing his fingers on his lip, deep in thought.

''Three nights ago.''

''Three nights ago. Three nights go..'' He repeats to himself. ''Wednesday! Mai came over!'' 

''You're going to rub that in my face too? You're pathetic.'' 

''No, no. She came over as friends and when she tried to make a move again..I said exactly those words.'' His face looked like he had finally solved a puzzle. I knew she was a fake, she always will be in my eyes. Just as I thought I'd be friends with her she goes and repeats the same mistake.

''Well, how come you told me that on the phone?'' My voice was slightly softer, I opened the door more, revealing the other side of his face. 

''I must've called you by accident.'' He carefully watches my face, pleading for an understanding.

''Oh.'' I reply. I must've sounded like such an idiot, rambling on about how he's called me.

''Is that what you think of me? A heart breaking jerk?'' 

''No Harry, I- I don't know what you expect me to think. I got that phone call, and heard what I heard.'' 

''Alright. Well, I'll leave you alone now.'' He moves his body to turn and I hold him back, closing the gap between us and pressing my lips on his. I felt a wave of emotion take over me as he cradled my face. It was the something that I felt missing but didn't know what it was. 

''I take it you forgive me?'' He smiles, his dimples on display. 

''I always have to.''