The Probability of Us [Harry Styles]

Chapter 8

*Tessa's POV*

A few days had past since I last saw Harry. It makes me uneasy to think that I could see him at any time. I've been taking the stairs recently, just incase he and I were in the same lift qat any given time.

I put on the jacket I wore last Sunday, I reach in the pocket and pull out Jason's number which I had totally forgotten about. I decide it won't do any harm just to call him.

I dial the number and he picks up

"Hello" I say

"hey." he reply's

"it's Tessa... are you busy today" I ask

"hey Tessa! I'm not busy, do you want to meet up?" he says

"sure, meet at 'la cafe'?" I ask, it's the only café I know in London. I hadn't been out very much.

When I come out of my bedroom I see my mother sitting on the sofa crying, looking at a picture of my dad.

"mum, mum what's wrong?" I ask her, my mother never cries, I'm very worried about her.

"I'm going to miss your father" she says, pulling a tissue from the box and using it to wipe her tears

"He will be back soon mother, he's only going to be gone for a little bit right?" i say to her. My dad was away for a business trip, he worked in marketing. there was a lot more opportunity here opposed to Sydney, and it was also cheaper and quicker to fly to New York and LA.

When I calm my mother down, I ask her if it's alright to go and meet a friend, of course being 18 I really don't need her permission. But my mother being the way she is, it's probably best she knows.

I take the stairs to the lobby and walk to La Café which is only about a 2 minute walk.

"Hey stranger" Jason calls, going in to give me a hug, of course not wanting things to be weird already, I hug back.

"How are you?" I ask

"Great, what about you?" he asks, as we sit down on the sofas at the café.

"ah... not too great but still good, if that makes sense?" I say honestly. After the whole thing with Harry I'm kind of thrown off. It's not like I'm inlove with Harry- heck I barely even knew him, but after the 3 and a half hours we spent practically forced to get to know each other, I learnt or thought that he was a really genuine, nice guy. I was just super embarrassed that I didn't catch on to his little game, he obviously didn't like me, he never would.

"Why what's up? He says, looking very concerned.

I explain the whole Harry incident to him and he just sighs, shaking his head.

"He's a dick" Jason says, I'm not to sure if he knows him personally and can say from experience or if he's just agreeing with me. Either way, I agree, he is a dick. "He came to the restaurant once, he didn't order from the menu, then, he spat his food out onto the floor and demanded a refund. It was awful"

My mouth opens in shock, although I'm not surprised- all celebrities are like that.

"That's horrible" I say, putting emphasise on the last word.

"But the good news is that we Auctioned off the food he spat out and got £10,000 for charity" he laughs

We both giggle over our mutual dislike of Harry as the waiter brings over our drinks in takeaway cups. Jason pays the young girl and we leave.

"Can I give you a tour?" I smile at his thoughtfulness, he seemed like such a sweet guy.

"I'd love that" I say, as he smiles and puts his hand on my back as we walk through the busy London streets.

(vote vote vote)