Who Won The Girl (Harry Styles)

Chapter 35

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Christmas holidays are coming up so i'll update moreee.

[Harry's P.O.V]

I walk in to the living room, sit on the couch, placing my legs on the coffee table. Gemma joins me a few moments later.

''Did Ross get a ticket?'' I question and confusion takes over her face.

''For the baseball game?'' She doesn't know. He hasn't told anyone. I debate whether or not to tell her, before coming to a decision. 

''No, he parked his car in the way earlier.'' It wouldn't hurt to explain a mistake. I won't tell her about Molly ditching him, to save him the humiliation. 

''Numpty.'' She insults playfully. 

''No, I didn't get a ticket.'' Ross' voice gets louder as he comes down the stairs. ''You should ask me stuff more face-to-face.'' He suggests.

Face to face? That's ironic since I found out about this ''plan'' through someone else.

He's threatening me, and he's getting fed up. I can tell. His whole life is a cycle of trying to find someone he can relate to, like a teenage girl Ross craves for someone all the time.

''Lucky one.'' Gemma's humourous tone looses up the tension every time.

''Yeah.'' He takes a seat next to Gemma. His cheekbones were a light pink, usually that way when he cries. His eyes were swollen, and appear even smaller because he isn't wearing his glasses. 

''I feel bad for you.'' My tone soft, I hope it didn't come across as rude, I want it to seem caring. 

''Why?'' His question surprises me. ''Do you only feel bad now? Or did you feel bad when you humilated me on the playground in year 6? Not to mention, when you pushed me right in front of Dani?'' Ross' voice was rising. 

''Um.'' Gemma shifts on the sofa uncomfortably. 

''Wow.'' I widen my eyes. ''You're bringing everything I've done, keep in mind tonight wasn't entirely my fault, so don't use it in the same sentence.'' I'm not lying, though. I might have contributed, but it's not entirely my fault. 

''You're right.'' He nods in defeat. I didn't think it would be this easy. He remembered the plan, I assume. 

''I know.'' 

''I thought this would end in a fist fight,'' Gemma laughs. ''although that would've been entertaining, thankful it didn't.'' She smiles and leaves us both in the room. 

It would've. I'm trying not to let his little notebook get to me. 

''Ross?'' I break the silence. 

''What?'' He turns to face me. 

''You know how you think I steal your spotlight to make you miserable?'' I ask. I'm saying how he thinks because it isn't all that true. He already has the spotlight most of the time.

''Yeah..'' His tone doesn't see where I'm going. 

''Well it wasn't the same with Alexis.'' I confess. 

''What do you mean? It seemed like you weren't interested until you realised I was.'' He rolls his eyes. 

''I was just shy.'' I admit. ''I'm not usually that shy. It was different with her.'' 

''Okay.'' 

''Just thought I'd let you know.'' I add in. 

''Yeah well I have Molly now.'' He starts. ''Had, I mean.'' Ross corrects himself. ''So don't worry about it.'' 

''What do you mean don't worry about it?'' I sigh. Despite all that he's done to me, I felt slight guilt towards my brother. 

''Just, don't.'' He cracks an unconvincing smile. ''What is there to explain about that?'' 

''To be fair, I'm just jealous of you.'' Our conversation is so open even though we're basically doing things behind eachother's backs, ready to attack any second. 

''Why would you? You have a perfect life.'' 

''In what way? And don't say looks, because we look exactly the same.'' I joke. 

''I wasn't going to,'' He reassures. ''you're just generally not socially awkward, like me.'' 

''I'd rather be socially awkward than flop at school.'' Ross nods at my truthful statement. 

''They come hand in hand really.'' He tells me.

''What's this? An actual conversation without shouting?'' My mum walks in, grinning. Why is everyone so surprised? I didn't know it was that bad. 

''Yes.'' We both say at the same time. 

''Marking this day on my calender!'' She jokes and sips from her tea. 

''Don't make me grab him and punch him on the wall.'' I threaten humoursly, as much as I actually want to. 

**

 [Alexis' P.O.V]

''What do you want?'' I put my hands on my hips. Here Mai was, standing at my doorstep hopelessly. 

''I want to explain everything.'' She surprises me.

I give in an walk outside, closing the door slightly, giving in to her unusual behaviour. 

**

''What?'' I yell, skimming through the pages. ''It can't be.'' 

''It's true.'' She confirms. ''Harry didn't want to tell you, so you wouldn't get upset.'' 

I felt smitten towards Harry's behaviour but angry at the same time. We promised to tell eachother everything. 

''Why were you,'' I take in a deep breath. ''why were you in this? I thought we were friends.'' 

''You're going to laugh at me.'' She sighs. 

''I won't. Laughing is the last thing I want to do right now.'' And I meant it.

''Fine,'' She gives in. ''I liked Ross. So I thought it'd be a good opportunity.'' 

''There are other ways you can be friends with someone.'' I shake my head. 

''I know I learn that the hard way. I'm really..jealous of him and Molly. He sort of forgot about me after he met her.'' Mai bites her lip.

''So what have you done now?'' I assume. 

She swallows and opens her mouth to speak.