Who Won The Girl (Harry Styles)

Chapter 41

Hiiiii, my laptop isn't working so excuse any typos and delayed updates, I share this iPad hahaa. Hope u guys like the chapter, lotsa love.

[Alexis' P.O.V]

''This is all my fault,'' I look down at the floor after Harry explains to me last night's incident.

''Hey,'' Harry pleads, he gently takes my chin and lifts my head up, my eyes meeting his. ''it had nothing to do with you.''

''Of course it did.'' I feel comforted but still stubbornly object.

''How is Ross blaming me for another incident with Molly any of your fault?'' He weakly smiles and I rest my head on his chest.

''I don't know,'' I try to think of what I actually meant. ''I feel like I started this whole thing between you two.''

''Don't say that.'' He shakes his head. ''We always never got along, it always will be like that. That's what happens with brothers. I wouldn't regret meeting you for a split second.''

I smile at his words, it felt like he was the main character in a romance movie.

''I know, but I might have added fuel to the fire.'' I say. I realise I might sound ungrateful to meeting Harry, which I wasn't, so I feel the need to add in something. ''But it doesn't matter because I'm glad I met you anyway.''

He smiles the same way I did, embracing me from his chest into his arms. I loved days like this, where we talk about our problems on the couch and it ends up being us confessing our love to eachother.

''I wonder who actually did it,'' Harry remarks after a few moments of silence. ''who could possibly want to do that to Ross?''

''No idea,'' I answer truthfully. ''You?'' I joke and he nudges me with his elbow.

''Mai?'' He sits up. ''Do you think she'd do it again?''

''No, I talked to her, she said she's over it all. But it could be a possibility.'' I remember her making it clear she thought the whole situation was childish. A form of anger towards Mai was still in me despite her backing off.

''Do you think maybe Ross made that up to start a fight with me or something.'' A smile tugs at Harry's lips and he tries to fight if off.

''Why are you smiling?'' I question him, now smiling too.

''His little 'fight' was hilarious, believe me. He comes in all red and shivery as if he saw someone die or something. Then his yelling is high pitched and weird. Afterwards, he rolls his sleeves up as if that would make a difference and-'' Harry cuts himself off by laughing. ''And then he snatches the remote off me, I thought he was going to break it or something but he placed it gently on his bed. Funniest thing.''

I join him laughing because it's accurate. It's exactly how I imagine Ross to be. I feel mean laughing, but I can't help it.

''Yeah I don't think he could make that up.'' I conclude and Harry nods in agreement.

''So, 6 month anniversary tomorrow.'' Harry changes the subject. I found it absolutely adorable how he remembered, most girls at my school usually complained about boys forgetting important dates. He always remembers little things like irrelevant remarks I make whilst shopping, or foods that I despise.

''It is.'' I smile. I mentally panick because I haven't got him a single present, and he hasn't really had his eye on anything recently.

''You don't need to get me anything,'' He reads my mind.

''How do you understand women so easily?'' I laugh.

''Experience.'' He smiles, oh. ''I'm just kidding.''