Fake - A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter 6

Harry's P.O.V.

Today was just a normal day. Nothing major happened. Niall finished another bag of chips, Louis received an extra amount of carrots in the mail, Liam didn't wash the dishes, and Zayn woke up at noon. I didn't really do anything that I don't do every day. So the typical day for One Direction.

I really feel bad for doing this to, Leah, I think it was? Mia? Gia? No, it was Leah. She doesn't deserve any of this. It will just break her heart when the plan is over.

"It's for my career. It's for my career. It's for my career," I speak under my breath.

"Lad, stop talking to yourself. You sound crazy," I hear a shout from Niall.

"Yeah man, cut it out," Liam expresses.

"Sorry, sorry. Just thinking out loud. Don't act like you've never done it before."

"Yeah, if the crazy person wants to talk to himself, let him talk to himself," I hear a giggle in Zayn's voice as he says that. I shoot him a glare and he throws his hands up in surrender.

The day was already boring. Like it is normally after a concert. I decided to go out. Maybe to a bar just to get my mind off of things. I ask Siri for the nearest bar in Miami and she gives me directions to one that seems about 15 minutes from the hotel I'm staying in.

I make my way to the lobby and while I'm about to walk through the doors, I'm struck with an idea. This is the perfect opportunity to ask Leah on a date. I guess it won't be as difficult since I have her number saved in my phone. I decide on texting her. Calling her would just be too awkward.

Hey Leah, I'm heading out to a bar and I was wondering if you would like to come.

I wait for a response and a few seconds later, my phone vibrates.

Um... who is this?

Whoops. I forgot to text her, back at the concert.

It's Harry. You put your number in my phone the other day. At the concert.

I wait longer than I should to get a text back.

Yes! Of course! Should I meet you somewhere or...

No. I'll pick you up if you want.

Ok sounds great! :)

K. I'll b there in about 10.

Uh. Don't you want my address first? Lol.

Oh ya. That. •_•

Ok. It's **** ******* **

Thanks. Omw. Bye

Bye Harry. ;)

I am way too awkward. Everything I do is awkward regardless if I had called Leah or not. I need to loosen up a bit. If I act this way around Leah tonight she will for sure want to leave.

Leah's P.O.V.

I am sitting in the theatre next to Adrian when all of a sudden, my phone rings indicating I got a text message. I pick it up and stare at it in confusion. It's an unknown number.

For some reason, they know who I am. They just asked me on a date to a bar. I am honestly getting kind of scared so I ask who they are.

Minutes later my phone buzzes again. I unlock my phone, press the text app, and internally scream. It's Harry.

"Are you alright?" I hear a voice next to me.

"Um, yeah. Is it okay if I leave? It's getting pretty late and I have to be somewhere tomorrow morning," I lie.

"Yeah, um. Sure. I'll drive you home," Adrian says, almost too cheerfully.

We get up from our seats, take our popcorn, and walk out of the building.

Adrian presses a button on his keys, listening for his car. We see it light up toward the front of the parking lot. We look left and right to make sure no cars come and run across the street.

I hop into the passenger seat while Adrian gets into the driver seat. He turns on the air since it's pretty hot and humid outside. Adrian turns the engine on and pulls out of the lot.

I sit awkwardly in his car while my head bounces up and down in the window I am leaning on.

"103.5 Kiss FM." My favorite song comes on again. Let Her Go by Passenger.

"Staring at the bottom of your glass, hoping one day you'll make a dream last 'cause it comes slow and it goes so fast," I hear Adrian sing.

"You know this song?" I ask.

"It's my favorite song. Do you?"

"It's my favorite song too," I tell him.

By the end of the song, we are already pulling into my driveway. There is this yellow Lamborghini parked on the curb. I hear the driver's door open up and automatically spot dark brown curls above the too of the car. Oh no.

-A.N

Hey guys! Sorry this chapter was short and suckish but my next one will be long and good! Well that's for you to decide, if it's good or nawh. Yeah. And sorry to leave off at a cliffhanger. I know it isn't fun but that's what i like about you! You pull through till the next chapter! Kay well this is the longest authors note known to man so bye! Love yew all! 😘

-Courtney😊