closer // harry styles

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

"Ariana, get up, there's someone I want you to meet." The familiar voice of Louis said, and I felt his hands shaking me awake.

I rolled over, turning my back to him. "I'm too tired." I said.

I felt the bed sink down at my legs, telling me Louis had sat down.

"What happened with Harry last night?" He asked.

"What?"

"He was starting to look nicer and happier when he went to get you. When he came home though, he was just pissed." Louis explained.

"Oh nothing, we ran into paparazzi." I said.

"Ah, your first encounter with the paps. They're great, huh?" He laughed, sarcastically.

"I punch one in the face." I said, starting to laugh.

"What? No way!"

"Yes way. Where's Harry now?" I asked.

"I don't know he hasn't come out of his room all morning." He explained. "Come downstairs, Eleanor and Perrie are here." He said, shaking my leg.

"Perrie?" I asked.

"Zayn's fiancé." He smiled.

"Fiancé?" I asked.

"Yup, c'mon!" He grinned.

"I'll be down in a minute." I said, shooing him off. He walked out and shut my door behind him. I rolled over, picking up my phone.

12:09pm. I accidentally clicked on Safari and my phone was opened to the Us Weekly website. I was about to click the home button to go back when I saw the top headline.

"Harry Styles and Mystery Girl at a Bar"

I quickly scrolled down, reading fast.

Harry Styles was seen walking out hand in hand of a bar last night with mystery girl, Ariana Mortin.

Shit. This is the only magazine Alex reads. And he reads it a lot. I seriously started freaking out and panicking. I told him nothing was going on between us but this picture completely says otherwise. Maybe he'll understand, it's just holding hands. I mean... no who am I kidding this is Alex.

I jumped out of bed, making myself look somewhat presentable. I walked out of my bathroom just as my phone started ringing.

"Ariana, come down!" The familiar voice of Zayn yelled.

"One second!" I yelled, answering the phone.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Ariana I thought nothing was going on between you and 'Mr. Styles'" Alex's voice said, ringing though my ear.

"There isn't please trust me. I left the house after you left and the car I was in ran out of gas. So Harry followed me in his car and drove me home when he asked if I wanted to go somewhere. I said no, but he took me to a bar anyway and when we walked out paparazzi was everywhere. He was only holding my hand so he didn't lose me in the crowd." I explained, sighing at the end.

"Right." Is all he answered with.

"Alex, I'm telling the truth!" I said.

"Okay. I'm sending someone there to make sure you're not lying." He said.

"What? Alex I-" He ended the call before I could finish. I ignored him, and walked downstairs, eyes meeting two gorgeous girls. Everyone was sitting on the couches and chairs, a girl, I'm guessing Eleanor, was leaning on Louis. Then another girl, probably Perrie, holding hands with Zayn.