Love Games

Chapter 1: This is war.

“I-I-I..”

“Just say it Harry.”

“Well you know how I have been busy lately?”

“And I said Harry, we can work it out! I prom-“

“No Ava. No. I’m sorry. But I think we need to take a break.”

2 Weeks Later

I needed to change. I had already sat around and moped for an eternity. I went from crying, to laughing about it all, to crying some more, and then to lying saying I was alright. But I wasn’t. I was an addict and Harry Styles was my addiction. I loved him, but I knew this wasn’t healthy.  My head was a wonderland filled with 100’s of different emotions, teeter tottering from one emotion to another. At the moment, I was going through the “I’m going to change” stage. I wasn’t stupid, although it seemed like it, I really wasn’t. I knew what was happening. I was certain by 12:00 tonight I will be snuggled up with ben and jerry’s ice cream crying my eyes out. 

5 hours later

Harry Styles seen with a new girl leaving club late last night, more after the break.

“So, he has already fucked another girl?” I said while sobbing into my best friend Kami’s lap.

“You don’t know that, but he was seen at a club with her.” Kami said trying to lie to me.

 “Don’t Cam, it’s alright.” I replied shooting her down quickly.

The TV came back on and the reporter started talking.

Newly single Harry Styles was seen leaving Cortz Club last night with mystery girl. Friend of Harry said that he has been seeing this girl for a while but because of his relationship with Ava Marino, he could not take their relationship to the next level. I think we can all agree, that this mystery girl and Harry make a much cuter couple than Ava and Harry ever did.

This.

 Is.

War.

I immediately perked up telling Kami my plan. Her face turned from unsure to excitement as my plan unraveled inside her ear.  I may be an emotional wreck, but who ever said that was a bad thing? Kami was at first unsure of the plan. She said it was a bit slutty but I soon talked her out of it. Kami had two very vital jobs, first, to find out what club One Direction would be at, and second, to get us in. My job was pretty simple, all I had to do was pick out a revealing outfit and take a shower for the first time in a week.

Kami arrived 5 hours later with 2 tickets to the hottest club in London. It was final, we were going to the club with one mission and one mission only; I was going to make Harry jealous. Kami looked stunning as always with her blonde hair up in a high pony, she had a gold glitter mini skirt on, and a black tank. It fit her figure in all the right places. I was wearing a red one shoulder, super-tight-shows-off-your-ass-and-boobs dress with a pair of 5 inch heels. Even though I was 5’11 already, I loved extenuating my nice slim legs.

We decided to walk to the club, and only a few blocks away you could already start to hear the boom of the base.  I grabbed onto to Kami’s hand, lifting it to the sky screaming the lyric’s to Whatever by Hot Chelle Ray. We finally reached the club and guess who just made the star appearance? One Direction.  I could not only feel my plan working out perfectly, but the butterfly’s fill up in my stomach. The paps lined up outside of the door yelling things to the 5 boys.

“Is she a fan of one direction?”

“What are the plan’s for your birthday Harry?”

“Who was that mystery girl?”

“Are you seeing her tonight!”

I decided to yell something at the boy’s too, not thinking anyone would hear, “What happened to Ava?!?” Instantly, I was blinded by the flashing lights of the camera. I was soon interrogated with questions, which I tried my hardest to ignore. Kami led me through the crowd guiding me to the door, and when inside both of us broke into a fit of laughter.  After we gained composure, Kami found a place for us to sit while I got us drinks.

“I would two glasses of vodka, with a splash of cranberry juice, coke, redbull, and champagne.” I said to the DJ with a wink.

“Here you go pretty lady.” He gave me my drinks. I slipped him a 20 and walked away.

3 drinks later and I was already starting to feel a light buzz. Kami and I both settled on our plan, moving it into motion. Normally, I wouldn’t dance like this, but my favorite song was playing and I had just downed my 4th drink of the night. Kami and I started to dance crazy. Kami asked her gay best friend, Marco to come along. If things didn’t work about with my plan, Marco would be my last resort. Kami and I started to grind up on random guys until I caught glace of his perfect green eyes staring at me. I looked away quickly focusing my attention to the guy standing in front of me. He wasn’t nearly as cute as Harry, and smelt like chicken so I headed to the bar.

 After the 8th drink I could feel any sensible bone in my body slip away. I looked around, trying to find Harry when I saw someone else sitting at the bar. Zayn Malik. 

I had to admit, Zayn was extremely sexy. He had perfect hazel eyes with dark brown eyelashes framing them perfectly. When Harry and I were going out, I wasn’t allowed to look at Zayn like that, but now that Harry is out of the picture I can look at any guy, any way I wanted. I loved this new sense of freedom.

“Hey Zayn” I said trying not to stutter.

“Hey Ava, vas appenin?” Zayn said, obviously a little tipsy too.

“Nothing, I was dragged out her by Kami..” I said searching for Kam in the room. I found her making out with some fat guy, I had to take a picture. I slipped out my i-phone out and tried to take a snapshot of Kami but couldn’t because my hands were too shaky.  

“You okay babe?” He said while rubbing my back. Screw this taking this picture, and I slipped my phone back into my bra.

“Yeah, I’m good.” I said giving Zayn my award winning ‘lip bite’.

“Let’s dance!” Zayn said jumping up, grabbing my hand, and leading me to the dance floor without a choice. Zayn and I started to dance and soon it became really intense. I grinded my hips into his, trying to dance the best way I could. I looked up and across the room I saw his eyes, piercing into my skull. Harry isn’t going to have this control of me; I am not going to let this happen. I soon turned around and placed my lips onto Zayn’s. He kissed me roughly, obviously wanting more than a kiss. I didn’t feel that spark and passion I felt with Harry, and to be completely honest I felt bad for using him like that, but, the plan was working.

We both breathed for air at the same time, it was just in time too because I saw Harry stomping over to where Zayn and I were kissing. “What do you think you are doing Zayn?” Harry hissed.

“Hey back off. I’m single now, and so is Zayn, two single adults can do anything they please.” I said stepping in between the two boys. I looked into Harry’s eyes and the whole world stopped. I felt myself being wheeled back in, but I would not let it happen. “Get back to your mystery girl Harry so you can break her heart into a million pieces.” I said while pushing Harry away. I saw the hurt in Harry’s eyes, but it felt good to stand up to myself for once. I turned around back to Zayn, continuing where we left off.  From that point on I couldn’t anything for the rest of the night except getting into the cab with Zayn.

Oh how the tables have turned Mr. Styles, look who is in control now. And if I am going to be honest; it felt good.