Build-A-Boyfriend

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I shove my way through the crowd, ignoring Harry, who is alternating between calling my name and apologising profusely to people for pushing his way though.

I'm finally free of the crowd and I stomp quickly towards the glass doors. Before I can reach them I feel his hand close around my arm. "Hendrix!" He says breathlessly. "Just let me speak-"

"What is it Harry?" I whirl round so quickly that he barrels into me and I almost lose my balance on the stupid heels that Louis insisted I wear.

"It's not what you think! It's not the same thing..." He fumbles.

"Harry?" Jenna's breathless, girly voice comes from nearby. She's staring between us. I notice her eyes narrow when she spots Harry's hand on my arm. "Are you ok? Do you need me to call security on her?"

Oh bitch, you did not.

I open my mouth to speak but Harry beats me to it. "It's ok Jens, I- I just need to talk to Hendrix."

"Just be careful." She breathes.

Harry shakes his head at her and turns to me but I'm so furious at the comfortable little way they talk to each other that I push his hand away. With a glare at them both I yank away from him and rush back inside. As I turn to enter the door, I see Harry gesturing towards me as Jenna grasps his arm firmly.

I feel so hurt that my eyes are stinging. Part of me wants to just go home, but the other part doesn't want to give up and leave Jenna and Harry alone.

It's getting pretty crowded now. The DJ announces the first dance and asks couples to take their places on the floor. I can see Jenna pulling Harry by the hand before stopping suddenly and placing his hands on her waist and clamping her own around his neck. Harry doesn't seem to be concentrating, he's scanning the crowd. I'm just wondering if I should go towards them when my phone begins to ring. It's my landline number and I suddenly remember the 4 boys I've left in my apartment. In a state of mild panic I quickly head back outside answering the call as I go.

"Hel-"

"Black hawk, this is Pink Delilah, do you read me?"

"Robert?"

"Shh!" He hisses. "You never know who is listening. I repeat, Black Hawk this is Pink- Ow! No, get off, Zayyynnnnn, I had it first!"

I roll my eyes as as there is a scuffling sound at the other end. There's muffled arguments and a loud yowl from Dave before a smooth voice comes on the line.

"Sorry about that baby girl, I think Count Dracula has been watching too much Spy Kids. How's it going?"

"Fine." I mutter.

"Have you and goody two-shoes made it up yet?"

"No."

"Oh." He pauses as Louis' muffled voice speaks to him. "Right... Farquad asked if you want him to come down there?  Maybe duel this Jenna girl on your behalf?"

"Tempting as that is, I should probably pass."

"Oh. Ok. Well.. Call if you need us... Oh, by the way, Niall wants to know if that plant in the kitchen is smokeable..."

After telling Zayn in no uncertain terms to leave my house plant alone, I hang up and lean back against the wall.

"Can I talk to you Rix?"