Fuck Buddies [Harry Styles Fan-Fiction]

Chapter 22

Ridleys POV-

Ed and Louis went out for drinks, they offered me join them, but honestly, I don't even want to eat.

Kendall can't be pregnant, she just can't be.

I was just lying on the white bed watching some teen wolf when an idea came to my mind.

I should meet Kendall... and talk to her, see her side of the story.

Checking my clock I saw it was 5 pm, I can invite her for dinner or something. I pulled out my phone and dialed Harry's number, I know what your thinking, don't dial Harry's number! what is he going to do? well I'm going to tell him that I wanna be 'friends' wiry Kendall and to give me that dirty little sluts number so I can knock some sense in her.

It rang a few times before his raspy voice sounded,

"Ridley?" He sounded so
Desperate.

"Yeah I need to ask you a fa-"

"Ridley! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for kendall to get in the way! I actually wanted to talk to you a-"

"Shut up! Jeezus, it's alright. can I have Kendall's number so I can talk to her?" the line was silent.

"Uh yeah okay?" he said, more as a question. I waited a second before he began saying off numbers, "(789) 908-556" I copied it down in the little more pad hotels leave on the desks.

"Okay thanks!" I said quickly before he could speak . "bye!" I hung up. dialing Kendall's number, it rang and right before the beep sounded it picked up.

"Hello?" some guy said.

"Uh, who's this?" I asked, it was silent.

"Kendall's fuck buddy. who's this?"

"A friend, of Kendall's" I said, what the fuck is going on?! if Kendall's pregnant then it might not even be Harry's and then he would break up with her! "Is Kendall there?" i asked sounding more girly

"Uh yeah, one sec" I heard shuffling on the phone and soon enough that skanky bitch was talking to me.

"Uh who's this? and why did you interrupt what I was doing?" uh Ew...

"This is Ridley, i was wondering if you wanted to have dinner or something tonight, I need to tell you something about.... Harry" ugh it sounds like I'm asking her on a date. I sighed,

"That Ridley bitch who is trying to take Harry say from me?!" her voice rose,

"Yeah, but you can have Harry. I just need to tell you something about him." I heard her take a breath, then the man whore she was sleeping with in the back round talking to her

"Fine. Lets meet at the pizza place on Sheridan's corner." she then hung up. alright?

I got up and slid some skinny jeans on, along with Harry's old t-shirt and a beanie. I grabbed my purse & phone and ran outside the hotel, trying to avoid the paps. quickly, I waved down a yellow taxi and told them where too go,

"So, how are you?" the guy, around my age asked, he had blonde shaggy hair and a fedora a-top his head, he was wearing skinny jeans and a plaid shirt, he was cute.

"Uh I'm alright" iI said being honest.

"A pretty girl like you, just alright?" he chuckled, staring at me through the mirror,

"Eh it's complicated" I shrugged and looked out the window to see all the buildings pass by rather quickly.

"Well I'm sorry about you & Harry" I looked up, suddenly confused & a little creeped out. "oh yeah in the magazines & tabloids," he said, shaking his head a bit. I giggled,

"Okay good, I was kinda scared for a second"

Sooner or later we pulled up in front of the pizza place, I began pulling out my wallet too pay and he stopped me.

"Just give me your number," he lit a cigarette,

"Uh alright" I wrote it down on a piece if paper an handed it to him

"Maybe I can catch you for lunch or something?" I nodded

"I'D like that" smiling, I got out if the cab and walked into the pizza place.

My eyes wandered around, and didn't spot Kendall, course she's late. ugh, I slid into a booth and ordered a Pepsi,

Still, waiting, she didn't show up.

I was about to pay for the four breadsticks & the Pepsi, but Harry walked through the door, Kendall following behind him...

Harry's POV-

Kendall begged I showed up with her, so here I am. she beginning to be a lot more annoying than I thought, basically I want to break up With her, but I have no reasons why... and management said it was good to have a famous girlfriend.

We walked through the doors, and Ridleys eyes narrowed to me, then flicked to Kendall. she rolled her eyes, this is going to be awkward. Kendall held her head up high and pranced towards Ridleys table, a click of her heels with every step, if I didn't know her I'd think she was a bitch, oh wait, she's a bitch either way.

I quickly followed her, Ridley looked up and something flashed through her eyes, but quickly vanished. her strawberry blonde hair was becoming more blonde than strawberry, and I just miss her.

"Ridley, you wanted to speak to me?" Kendall said, sliding in the booth, leaving me to slid in next to her.

"Uh yeah, you, not Harry" she said, taking a sip of her Pepsi, Kendall's mouth opened a bit,

"Well, Harry's a big part of my life. surely he can hear whatever you have to say," I saw Ridley smirk a bit,

"Well, you're not pregnant with Harry's child, first off . when I called, some other guy answered and said he was your uh... whats the word?" she stopped and pondered, "ah, fuck buddy was it?"

I looked at Kendall. disbelief filled my eyes,

"W-what?" Kendall chocked.

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