Hooked On Styles

Chapter Seven

It's been about a week since I spoke to Zayn at the bar. I wonder if he has spoken to Harry or not? Even if he had then theres not really a way that I could ask Zayn what was said, well unless I somehow bumped into him again - which is pretty unlikely. He does follow me on twitter but he probably gets hundreds of direct messages so he definitely won't see it. Maybe I should tweet him... but then that really gives my game away unless I be sly about it because I really don't want Laura running in my room questioning my tweet to him. I just need to get his attention somehow.

@alexaarobson: @zaynmalik remember me?

I sat and stared at my tweet and constantly refreshed the page. I had to delete it soon, otherwise someone was going to question it. Oh god, I really hope he is online... pleaseeee be online! 

After having the tweet up for a risky 10 minutes, I decided to delete it. It was worth a try though. At that moment, I could hear Laura talking outside my door. Shit. She saw the tweet. How do I cover this up?! 

"Alexa?" She shouted, as she knocked on my door. "You in there?"

"Yeah, one second." I shouted back as I pushed my laptop from my lap and walked over to my door. 

Before I could even open the door she burst into my room and flung herself onto my bed. 

"Do you know why I'm here?" She said, looking up at me with a stern face.

"Nope?" I lied, sitting down on my desk chair and facing her.

"Don't lie!" She said, raising her voice and frowning at me. 

"Laura..." I sighed. 

"Oh, so now you're going to own up!" 

"I was going to tell you but..." I was cut off by my phone buzzing on my bed, I quickly sat up and grabbed it before Laura saw it - just incase it was Zayn.

"But what?!" She said, trying to get me to finish what I said.

Before answering her, I looked at my phone. It was Zayn. He had direct messaged me. My heart began pounding. I suddenly didn't want to know why Harry was ignoring me but telling the boys that we were still talking. I still want to live in ignorance for a little longer. 

"Errr.. helloooo? Alexa?" Laura said, breaking my thoughts. "Listen, I don't really care. I was just trying to scare you because I'm bored."

"Oh.." I replied, still not really focusing on what she was saying.

"You can buy me a new one though." She said, as she carelessly opened up the cosmopolitan magazine on my bed.

"Huh?" I said, not having a clue what she was talking about.

"A new lipstick!" She replied, looking up at me. "Jeeez, you're really out of it today!"

Thank goodness. She was talking about the lipstick of hers that I broke but forgot to tell her about. 

I looked back down at my phone and clicked on my message from Zayn. I kept looking up making sure that Laura hadn't gotten up so she wouldn't freak out.

hahah i caught your tweet! i spoke to harry and it's all pretty confusing but he's back from america and coming round tonight so he said he will skype you

Ohhh, thanks for talking to him. My skype is alexaaaxorobson

gotcha! speak to you later x

Damn I wish I asked what time he would be skyping me, everyone just seems to lounge around in my room here so I'm going to have to make up and excuse of why they can't. I hate having nobody to talk to about all of this too, it's hard keeping it all to myself espeically when I'm majorly freaking out inside. I haven't spoken to Harry in so long. I don't want to sound really possessive and clingy by asking him why he's been ignoring me because I mean, it's not like we're together or anything. I don't really know what we are. We're just friends... secret friends? Secret friends that his friends know about? Ughhh I don't know. 

The hours seemed to drag on whilst I was waiting for the skype call. Thankfully everyone decided to go out and I convinced them that I wasn't feeling too good. I sat and slowly span around in my desk chair until I heard my laptop ringing which brought me to a halt. I sunk my feet into the carpet and sat up and my desk whilst trying to quickly fix my hair before pressing accept. 

He just sat there, staring into the laptop screen. His hair pushed back with a green bandana and part of his ship tattoo partly visible under his black tshirt. I noticed his smile slowly creep up on him as he looked behind him to try and hide it. 

"Alexa" He said, as he looked back at the screen. 

I didn't say anything. I just froze. Hearing him say my name made me feel so weak and hopeless like he had some sort of hold over me. He watched me as I tucked my hair behind my ear and smiled at the screen. 

"I know I have a lot of explaining to do..." Harry continued, as he tried to put on a more serious face whilst I slowly nodded in response and anxiously bit my lip. "But I really don't want to do it right now... I'm here now right?"

I guess he wanted to tell me to my face but surely then it must be serious? I couldn't really say that I didn't want to wait for an exaplantion - I mean I want one now but I want his company more and if that means forgetting about it for an hour or so then I'm okay with that. 

We talked for over an hour. Harry was constantly making me blush and laugh - It felt like new year all over again. He could literally just sit there and talk to me about the most random thing and it would still give me butterflies. 

"I need to see you again." Harry annouced, as Zayn walked past in the background pulling a cheesy look behind his back.

"I know, Harry." I replied, lightly laughing at Zayn. "You've told me 5 times already."

"I just really do though, when can I see you?" 

"You're the one with the busy life... shouldn't I be the one asking you?" 

"Well, clearly I want to see you more than you want to see me!" Harry joked as he cheekily winked at me. "I'm free this weekend? We could spend the weekend at my flat?"

My heart jumped as he mentioned spending the weekend in his flat.

"That's if you want to stay there of course... I mean you could stay in a hotel but I just thought it would be easier if-" Harry stumbled across his words before I interrupted him.

"I'll stay." I said, as I watched his smile return. "I'll have my own room though, right?"

"Oh, yeah! Of course!" Harry assured me as I laughed at him being flustered. 

We ended the skype call around 11pm and I decided to go to bed. Harry gave me his new number - which was probably why he wasn't replying to my messages because he had gotten a new number. I decided to give him a quick goodnight text but before I got the chance I noticed that he had already texted me. 

It was good to talk to you again, can't wait for the weekend. Goodnight my mystery girl ;) X

Yeah, I'm looking forward to it :) Night Harry x