Falling for styles

Chp. 3 Blondie

( 4 Months later )

Alex's POV

These past months have been great. Me and Harry went on a lot of dates but we're not dating. We're just really good best friends. lol that sounds stupid cuz it looks like we're together but we're not. it's weird.

I remember when he told me " I know we've only met but let's pretend it's love?" and so we did. We got to know each other more and we hung out a lot and he's just so perfect.

I went to go check my mail and in my box I found a few magazines and there on the front cover it read...

Harry styles and a new Blondie !

Did he pump and dump the brunette?

The magazines dropped to the floor and all I can think is Wow.

~

( the night before )

Harry's POV

" Hey wanna dance?" a blond chick says.

" No thanks " I slur , I'm drunk .

" Come on just one song " she said with a puppy face .

" Fine , one dance and one dance only "

Wtf did I just get myself into. My heart belongs to Alex she just doesn't know it yet.

One song turned into like 18. I decided to go home. I finally realized I was walking out with the blonde and the paps went crazy. Fuck! I ran to my car almost tripping. I was gonna drive off when I noticed the blonde get into the car.

" What are you doing? get out !"

" I thought you wanted more?" she said leaning in .

I pushed her back and pointed my finger towards the door .

" Get the fuck out!" I slur

" Fine your loss , dick "

I honestly didn't get a fuck. Alex is the only one that matters.

~

( present day )

Alex's POV

Wait why should I care what Harry does. I mean where not even dating but I feel like we are. He's means a lot to me and I don't want to lose him.

Harry called me moments later and asked if I could come over so I do.

We're sitting on the couch watching tv

And cuddling . He moved his foot and under a book were a bunch of magazines , like the ones I found inside my mail box.

We both just stare at the magazines not saying a word. Harry put he hands to his face and starts to shake his head. I however just get up and gather the magazines and book and just put them back neatly on the coffee table. Harry is surprised when I do this . I go back and sit on the couch.

He looks at me worried , nervous, and scared.

"Why don't you just ask if you want to know what happend?" he says. Damn this boy knew me too well.

I shiver and face towards him . I'm about to cry.

" I want to know the answer , I just don't know if ill like it. so maybe i'd rather just not know." I say then turn back to the tv.

" Are you sure your okay?" he asks getting closer.

" No , the way I feel right now it's the kind of heartache that you can feel in your bones." I say pouring my eyes out.

Harry rushes to me and picks me up in his arms bridal style and my face is buried in the crook of his neck. I shift until I'm comfortable with my head on his chest when he sits down.

" Baby no shh shh don't cry" Harry says.

How can I not . I was hurt .