Human

/three/

I hope you're enjoying. ily, xoxo - christin

"What do you want Harry?" I yelp. He is storming towards me and refuses to break eye contact. I'm not cowering way from him either. I've been here for four hours and he's been nothing but rude. I haven't done anything to make him act this way either. "We need to make a few things clear here," he says waving a hand between us. "I don't like you. You don't like me. We obviously can't get along. We've been bickering all day. We're going to have to come to terms sooner or later."

"Come to terms with what? The fact that your a jerk!" I yell. He almost looks taken back, as if he expected me to just back down. "I haven't done anything to you Mr. Styles. You've been rude to me since I got here!" He looks at me, his eyes darker than before. His chest is rising and falling rapidly. "First of all, you don't know me Addyylyn. I'd appreciate it if you didn't act as if you did either. I'm your coworker, not your friend." He spits. I roll my eyes and storm back into the cafeteria, pushing Harry in the process. He stumbles back, obviously taken back by my aggressive gesture.

"You okay?" Niall asks. I give him a weak smile and nod. I decide to push Harry's random outburst out of my mind. I take my seat back beside El. "So let me see if I get this correct. Louis and Eleanor are a thing. Perrie and Zayn are together. And then Niall and Layla are together. Liam and Sophia too, right?" Zayn and Perrie nod, along with Liam and Sophia. Louis laughs and puts his arm around El and says, "Yeah! Totally." And winks.

Niall and Layla look at each other and blush. "No. Um, we aren't together." Niall mumbles. "Yet!" Liam laughs. I giggle as well. Harry's friends are so nice, the complete opposite of himself. I'm determined to find out what Harry's problem is. It'd make my life so much easier if I could just be friends with him. But, I don't see that happening. Ever.

Lunch hour is over and it's time to get back to work, with Harry. "They think it was a stroke." He says in my ear as I watch the old man through the window. I turn around and look up at him. His arms are crossed over his chest as he stares down at me. I didn't even realize Harry had tattoos. I don't know how I missed them, there has to be at least thirty, just on his arm. Maybe he has some other places.

No, focus Addyylyn. "Is he going to make it?" I ask finally. Harry shrugs and hands me the needle. I take a deep breath as he follows me into the patient's room. "Hello Mr. Davidson. How are you feeling today?" I ask with a fake smile. He shrugs at me, "I'm okay. But, I like you better than Dr. Styles already." He says. Harry clears his throat behind me as I laugh. Harry waves his hand as if to say he's standing in the same room as the both of us.

"Well, I have to give you a shot. It shouldn't hurt to badly. Okay?" He only nods. Harry walks around to the other side of the man and stares over at me. I prepare the shot and turn back around. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. "You got this, Addyylyn." Harry says. My eyes shoot up to him as I eye him suspiciously. I don't know why he's being nice, but it's helping. I look back down at Mr. Davidson.

I look for the spot they always told us about in school. I slowly inject it into his arm. After I pull it out I look up at Harry. He's smiling at me and high fives me. "See, I told you. I knew you could do it." He smiles. I thank him. Harry's eyes look an astonishing shade of green. He has dimples, he's so much more attractive when he smiles. Although, he's attractive either way.

I don't know why he's being so nice, but I'm not going to argue it. Maybe he had a change of heart? Who knows. Maybe he's just bipolar. Harry and I walk out to my car together. "Well, I guess um thanks for helping me out today." I smile up at Harry. He gives me a small shrug. "This doesn't mean we're friends, you know." He says.

And there it is. I try to act unaffected by his rude behavior. I nod and sulk off to my car. "Have a nice night!" He calls. I mumble, "Yeah, okay." And shut my door.

I don't know if I'll be able to handle this moody, British jerk for much longer. It's been a day and he's already driving me crazy. Holy shit! I forgot to call Tyler!

"Hello?" He asks through the phone. "Hey babe." I say, relived he answered. "Addyylyn? Hey baby. Why didn't you call me?" He asks concerned. I give him a small giggle, "I'm sorry! I totally forgot. I was so caught up in getting settled and stuff." He sighs, "Well I miss you." I can't help the smile that creeps it's way onto my face.

"I miss you too. You wouldn't believe the day I had." I laugh. I hope Tyler will visit me soon. He wasn't happy about me moving, but he got over it.

"Hmm, wanna tell me about it?" He chuckles. After telling him all about Harry and how rude he was I sighed. "Why was he rude to you?" He asks suspiciously. I wish I knew. I'm determined to find why Harry dislikes me so much. I don't care what I have to do. No one just automatically hates someone.

"I don't know, really. Everyone says he's just an asshole." I laugh. Tyler laughs along with me. "Well I'm home babe, I'll call you on my lunch tomorrow. I love you." I say pulling into my driveway. "I love you too, Addyylyn." He replies.

I get a text while making dinner.

Niall: Hey, come out with us.

I almost feel as though I should, just because I want to make friends. I text him back asking him what time and where. I decide to save my dinner for tomorrow.