My Only Angel::Harry Styles

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*Harry's POV*
"Harry, stop it. It's not fucking funny anymore! Tell me where you put my phone!" Olivia screamed from upstairs in her room. I chuckled to myself knowing exactly where her mobile was.

"Livi, i'm serious, i don't have it." I calmly responded, laughing in disbelief as i threw my hands up in surrender. She stomped down the stairs and crossed her arms. Olivia tilted her head to one side and looked extremely unamused.

"Harry, hand it over. Now, please." She stayed stiff as she slowly walked over to me. I was sitting in her family room on a love seat facing the staircase. I cracked a small, soft grin and she rolled her eyes at me.

"What if i don't have it?" I responded innocently.

"But you do." She insisted staring me down.

"But what if i don't." I stated, rather than asked because i truly didn't have it with me in that specific moment.

"There is no 'what if,' Harry. You have it, so give it up." She pressured. Little did she know, i hid it under the couch in the next room over while she was getting changed.

"But-" I tried to admit to her what i did, but she cut me off.

"Harry." She motioned for me to hand her her phone, but i didn't have it.

"No, Olivia, listen to me! I had it, but then i hid it." I finally admitted standing up and swiftly walking out of her front door. She ran after me. I continued walking off like i had no business in there anymore.

"What? Where is it?" She asked concerned.

"Look," I simply said before closing the door behind me and walking back down to my flat. She yanked the door open again and looked at me in utter annoyance. The sound of the door opening caught my attention, and i immediately spun back on my heels, facing her house.

"I'll see you at 3:30pm, don't forget!" I winked back at her from the sidewalk. She rolled her gorgeous eyes and cracked a smile.

"Can i have a hint?" She desperately called back. I stopped walking and stared at her from the sidewalk for a moment. I thought about it and figured it's the least i could do.

"Couch. Goodbye, Olivia, and good luck!" I screamed back waving and walking to my flat. She didn't even get to say bye, because as soon as i finished my sentence, she sprinted off to search for her mobile. I chuckled to myself and stared into the clear blue sky. How did i get so lucky? I asked myself. Then i really thought of the answer on the way to my flat.

It's been two days since the day we rode my motorcycle in a rush to make it to her house. Today was a Tuesday, and during Olivia's lunch, i decided to ask her if she wanted to have lunch with me. She said yes, of course, and the date was set. We've been hanging out a lot recently, and i'm starting to see that her great personality makes her ten times more attractive than her appearance already does. I honestly don't know how she's ever single.

As i walked back to my flat, which was a few blocks away, i got a call from Liam.

"Hello?" I picked up, walking slower than before to concentrate more on the phone call.

"Haz, we need you at the studio now. We have some things to discuss and some songs to record." He responded, speaking very quickly.

"Okay, i'll be there in a few." I ensured, as my flat came into view.

"Great. We'll see you." He finished hanging up. I shut my phone off, just to have it buzz back on from a text message. It was Olivia. I opened my phone again, and read the text.

Olivia<3:
So slick Harry. I can't believe i didn't notice earlier! Ugh i really dislike you:/

I chuckled as i read it and typed a response as quickly as possible. After that text, we talked for a while. This is how it played out.