~Chapter 12~

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~Chapter 12~

•Eliza's POV•

It was really strange seeing Harry rush by me. Is it bad I was a little happy to see him? He is really an amazing guy and I miss his company. After he ran past me, I decided to go chat with him. But that's before I noticed he had a gorgeous girl following him over to the bench.

It was too late to turn back around because he was already staring at me. I don't want to do this now.

"Harry! what are you doing here?" I say only it was more of a gasp. Niall briefly looked at me and noticed I was a little off because he interlocked his fingers with mine. It made me feel a little better. That is until Harry subtly glanced at our hands making me feel even more uncomfortable.

"Oh I was just having dinner wit-" he was abruptly cut off by the blonde bombshell.

"I'm Logan it's very nice to meet you," she greets with a firm handshake. More like bone crushing...

"Harry and I are together," she announces. Man she gets right to the point.

"It's very nice to meet you," I respond. I squeeze Niall's hand and then release it and step to the side with Logan.

After we're a good distance away, I starting asking her an extensive amount of questions.

"How did you and Harry meet?" I spit out even though I didn't mean to sound rude.

"High school. We're from Atlanta, Georgia," she tells me.

"Oh cool. I'm from Venice, Florida. I'm attending school at Stanford. It's funny Harry never mentioned he had a girlfriend. Are you like secretly dating?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Oh I don't know," she un-surely replied.

"Oh well okay," I suspiciously replied.

"Who are the other guys over there?" she wonders.

"Oh the brown haired one is Louis Tomlinson. The dark mysterious one is Zayn Malik. He seems intimidating but he's actually really sweet."

Her eyes widen when she looks at Zayn for real this time.

"Wow..." Her mouth is hanging open for a couple seconds but she quickly regains her composure.

"Well how long have you and Niall been together?" she changes the subject.

"About a month now. We met at Stanford," I explain.

"Oh very nice," she compliments. But her stare has shifted a couple of times now. From me, to Zayn, and then surprisingly to my boyfriend Niall. I don't think anything of it, that is until I notice their eyes are locked.

"So how long are you staying here in California!?" I scream. It isn't really encouraging to have a blonde hottie locking eyes with my boyfriend.

She doesn't look startled at all and she glares back at me again.

"Oh I don't know, as long as we want I guess," she answers.

"So what do they do?" she asks motioning towards Louis and Zayn.

"Hmm what was it...Ah yes! Louis is studying technical engineering and Zayn owns a big business," I state.

"Um Im getting kinda tired now so I think me and Niall are going to head home for the night. It was nice meeting you," I announce and pull her into an unwanted hug.

Nobody and I mean nobody flirts with my boyfriend.

"Oh okay well bye." I'm pretty sure I saw her throw in a smirk also.

Two can play at this game.

"Niall I'm tired lets get going." I tug him along with me.

"Kay love let me say bye to the guys." I nod and stand there.

As Logan is walking back over to where Harry and I are she stops Niall and they have a 'lovely' little chat.

I officially don't want Niall around her. She's gonna try something I know it. I turn my attention back to Harry.

"It was nice seeing you again." I pull him into a hug but I don't let go until I'm almost being pulled off by Niall. I look back over to Logan and look for the jealousy but there is none.

Does she even like him? or is she too wrapped up into my boyfriend to notice her own?

Anyways...let the games begin.

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A/N: That was interesting! what does Eliza mean by 'let the games begin'? I guess the answer will be revealed in the next chapter! Vote and Comment please!

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