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Jay’s POV

 “Shit.” I shout when I get out of my front door and into the rain. “Really anything else?” I ask the sky who seemed to answer by making it pour harder. “For god’s sake.” I sigh beginning to trudge the small four hundred meter walk to Liam’s. I continue to curse under my breath when I notice two figures coming out of the park I roll my eyes knowing god damn well who it is. “Oh look who it is, getting wet are we?”

Mary asks an umbrella in her hand Harry kept silent surprisingly looking me over I watched his eyes widen and I know I look way better than her anyway. Even with wet hair. I feel myself begin to shiver in the cold rain I can tell harry notices because he goes to remove his jacket. “Here,” I step back from his offer “no were only like fifty meters away...” But I’m cut off by Lucy running towards me.  “My darling you poor thing here.” She wraps a woollen jumper around me, “you should’ve asked and my brother would’ve come and grabbed you too.”

“I’m fine really just a little wet.”

Mary scoffs “A little?”

“Oh I’m sorry I didn’t know we were talking to the tart machine.” Lucy replies bitchily warming me up but I can’t help but notice the small smile playing on Harry’s face. “Thanks.” I blurt out to him he smiles harder and looks to the ground his dimples showing. “If you wanted to get wet you should’ve just asked but you’re welcome.” I watched Mary but smiled when she wasn’t even paying attention as  Lucy looks between the two of us momentarily confused before recovering “Yeah... right c’mon it’s party time.” She smiles wiggling her hips and pulling me in through the front door. The music is loud by the time I arrive “there she is the guest of honour.” Liam smirks a red cup in his hand I roll my eyes “You’re drunk aren’t you?”

“Me never.” He laughs kissing me on the cheek “I love you sis.”I groan at my childhood best friend and wipe my cheek quickly. “And you’re disgusting,”

“Oh by the way does anyone have a claim on Danielle?” I gape at him “Danielle as in my friend and your friend Danielle?”

“Yep that’s the one she’s hooooot.”

“You’re not going to remember this.” I laugh patting him on the back but thinking he should have a little fun “you go get her tiger.”

“Grrr.” He says playfully holing out a claw before rushing down the stairs. “Wow.” I turn to see Harry behind me whose hands a stuffed in his pockets and is watching my friend. I turn around ignoring him before I pull my wet curly hair into a high ponytail removing the stray jumper revealing my strapless top. “You don’t wear your hair like that anymore.” He observes watching my soft curls i shrug trying so hard not to blush. “Yeah well if you haven’t noticed I don’t have a cast, braces and ten pounds extra either.”

“I’ve noticed.” He whispers watching me carefully I roll my eyes. “Good it doesn’t give you a reason to make my life a living hell again then.” I say quietly the first time I’m bringing up Harry and my history in years.

 I turn away pushing through the crowd to find my friends. Casey stood up and hugged me I had to fight the impulse to pull her top up. I received the same greeting from Becky and a nod from Lucy when I noticed Danielle wasn’t around. “Where’s Dani?” I ask knocking back a cup of whatever was in Casey’s hand. “Um...” she ponders watching me carefully “her and Liam are somewhere there both wasted.” I laugh thinking of my little tiger “what did Harry freaking styles want anyway? To stick his tongue down your throat? No wait I’ve got this one to take you to bed? ” Becky asked raising her eyebrows I shrugged “nope not that I could tell he’s just being his old fucking self.” I don’t even bother to hide my swearing “where are the drinks?” I ask desperate for a relief “there on the counter.” Lucy gestures over her shoulder “and Jay be careful I want you to be able to walk home.” Becky whispers I ignore her heading to the drinks table where Harry seems to be. “What are you following me Carmichael?” He smirks I hate how he’s like this somehow sweet then just... Harry. I just keep silent as I grab a beer and struggle to open the cap when I hear a voice behind me.

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