why you? | h.s.

seventeen

harry

it's been three weeks since i last had an encounter with avery. all these weeks of album promo finally ended and the pressure has lessened.

now here i am drinking my sorrows out in a local bar. something i haven't done in a bloody long time. sighing, i chug down the last beer and slam it down the table. "another one?" the bartender asks but i nod my head no.

"how many bottles have you had, man?" josh came in to my vision all of a sudden while patting my back.

"not enough," i replied.

josh and niall both insisted we head to a bar since they think i've been quote on quote; miserable. in my opinion, it's just confusion that i'm feeling. complete and utter confusion. confused if avery still loves me. confused why she still loves me. having a three year relationship was something she could just throw down the drain but i guess she chose not to.

"well, you need to calm down and get your shįt together because niall invited-" josh's sentence was cut off when a high pitched voice called out for my name.

"harry! harry! hey, it's you!" i turn around to see megan in a shocked expression. i mentally roll my eyes at the sight of her. megan walks over to josh and i with a glass of who knows what alcohol is in that and i couldn't tell if she was drunk.

i clear my throat before replying back to her. "hey,"

"and who is this?" megan points to josh with a smirk on her face.

"josh. a friend of harry's. you must be megan," josh put his hand out to shake hands with megan but instead megan wraps her left arm around josh's neck and give him a kiss on the cheek. leaving josh shocked and disgusted.

"christ, megan. is it really necessary to put your lips on every guy you see?" i speak up obviously annoyed at her actions.

"you jealous?" she says in a confident tone and winks. i look at her unbelievably and shake my head in disagreement.

"i'm gonna look for niall." josh coughs out and gives me a pat on the shoulder. i gave him an angered look that he just awkwardly left me here with an ex.

i try my best to ignore megan's presence and just stare at the empty bottle of beer in my hand.

"how have you been?" megan asks taking closer steps towards me but i step back.

"alright." i replied back.

"did you miss me?"

when i was about to reply she pushed her lips against mine. her hand crawling down my jeans while i try to push her off of me but fail when she pushes back harder. i open my eyes to push her shoulders but the last thing i saw was the familiar piercing brown eyes staring in to mine.

avery

walking in to the bar of sweaty bodies and spilled drinks was a hassle let me tell you that. with cami by my side we searched for niall which we thought was impossible because of how packed it was.

after walking around and searching for niall, cami and i took a seat to take a break.

"is this even the right place?" i ask cami.

"yeah, it is." cami sighed checking her phone.

niall invited us to the bar and cami insisted i'd go because she thinks i've been miserable lately. i did open up to her about what happened with harry but it's been weeks since we last talked. ever since that i've been in a mood and i haven't been feeling great.

i hadn't noticed that cami had a guy beside her. he had blonde brown hair with really nice blue eyes.

"ave, this is matt." cami introduced giving me hopeful eyes.

"hi," i smile politely.

"hello, avery. you have a pretty name." he compliments but i cringe at the fact that he's trying too hard.

"my friend, avery, here is single!" cami suddenly brought up putting her arm around me. i give her a look of disagreement.

"you know what, i'm gonna look for niall. then you chat here with matt." cami then waved and left us both together.

my heart was still fūcking broken. mending it was the difficult part. coming in to a place with different men thinking that they could be the one for me. that they could replace him. but god, it just hurts even more.

"you wanna get a drink?" matt offered.

"yeah, sure," i smiled slyly and walked faster than him to possibly avoid him. the bartender asks for what we want but i just get the same order matt does. once we get our drinks matt took a big chug and finished his drink in less than seconds leaving me impressed.

"wow," i say with widened eyes.

"thanks, i guess?" he laughs lightly.

"what are you doing here?" he suddenly asks breaking the silence in between us.

"i don't know honestly. a friend of mine was here and he invited cami and i but we can't seem to find him." i sighed.

"usually i come here just to get away from things. let me be honest with you, this club is best known for hook ups and it's kind of disturbing," matt cringes making me laugh.

he continues, "it's like everywhere you look there's someone eating each others faces off."

"i don't see anyone now, though?" i tell him while looking around. matt does the same but grabs my hand so we both stand up.

"let's bet." he gave me a challenging look.

"shoot," i agree.

"every couple we find that's making out, you owe me five dollars." he spoke while i rolled my eyes.

"okay," i drag my words out confidently and sarcastically.

he's looking around while i stood there beside him trying my best not to laugh at his eagerness. he starts dragging me around but we end up standing by the stools again.

"give up?" i laugh at him.

he seems to be staring at something and i poke his stomach so his attention can turn to me again. his eyes suddenly widen and he starts laughing his āss off. "what?" i ask.

"you owe me five." he points to the left side of the bar and i straighten my posture to find whatever matt was laughing about.

my jaw drops at the unbelievable yet painful sight. it was something i wish i could unsee but instead it's like a horrid memory tattooed in to my mind. instead of laughing my eyes find their ways to harry's. his eyes deep in to mine while he was making out with megan. i couldn't move. my body was frozen at the sight and i swallow nervously because we couldn't stop staring at each other. once harry pushed megan off his body, megan notices me and once she made eye contact with me she smirked making my blood boil in anger.