Why I Never Told You ( Harry Styles Fan-Fic)

What Does Your Heart Want?

"I'm really sorry about tonight. I just wanted you to have a good time. I didn't mean to get carried away with the whole Harry situation, but when he kissed you and then called you that...I just snapped. I love you and I don't want to see you hurt." Dylan tells me as he walks me to my door. "Dylan... I don't know what to say.." I whisper staring up into his eyes." I've been here for you Alex. Styles wasn't even two when we started seeing each other. I call every night and text you every morning. I can travel less or have a normal job. I can move to L.A. permanently, if that's what you want. Just tell me Alex, what does your heart want?" he looks down at me, his eyes blossoming with hope. "Tonight I just want you. Stay with me?" I ask, glancing at his lips. He leans in capturing them in a searing kiss. I quickly unlock the door and lead him upstairs.

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I'm woken up by a knock on the door. I try to sit up only to be pulled back down by two muscular arms attached to a very handsome man. "Dylan, I have to get the door it's probably Styles and my mother." I whisper, kissing his lips as a sort of persuasion. "Okay, okay, just let me put some sweats on." rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he pouts to the drawers he's collected in my room.

I wait as he quickly slips into his sweats and dramatically gestures to my door.  I quickly sprint down the steps and open the door to find a smiling Styles. "Hi honey, did you have-" I'm cut off by his squeal "Dylan's car is here, where is he?" he pushes past me throwing himself into Dylan's arms. "Hi there buddy! I've really missed you. Do you want to help make breakfast?" Dylan asks him, hauling him to the kitchen. Then turns abruptly before reaching the doorway "Hi Mrs. Edwards, it's lovely to see you as always." he smiles charmingly and continues with his previous plans, to destroy my kitchen. "Did he give you any problems?" I ask my mom. "No, he did very well. I thought you left here with Harry? Now Dylan is prancing around your home shirtless? What is going on?" she demands. "Mother, I went with Harry because I had to, we are pretending to be dating so if paparazzi find out about Styles it won't be so bad for his reputation. I'm seeing Dylan mom you know that. He knows about the crap with Harry and asked me to really be with him, like seriously, not just sleeping together. Mom, he told me he's in love with me." I explain. "Oh honey, we will talk when you don't have company, but you really need to think about what you want. Now I've got to be going I have a date with your father." with that she pecked my cheek and leaves me standing in the doorway.

I make my way to the kitchen, finding Styles stirring up pancake batter while Dylan flipped over an omelet. I giggle at the sight of them, both shirtless, with there tongues sticking out in concentration.  They look up at me frowning, I shake my head as I join them by the stove.

Omelets and bacon are done there's one last pancake in the skillet. I'm making our plates as the door bell rings. Dylan slaps the last pancake down on the top of the stack of pancakes on the counter. "I'll get it." he tells me, running from the kitchen.

Dylan's POV

I'll get it." I tell Alex as I run out of the kitchen. I slide to the door and yank it open. "Hey" I say just before I look at the person. "Harry, um hi we're eating breakfast. Alex and Styles are in the kitchen." I tell him "Styles? You are here while Styles is here?" he asks calmly "Uh yeah?" I answer a little confused. "Dylan, Mummy wants to know who's here..." Styles yells running to my legs "Harry! We made pancakes! Come on." Styles exclaims taking both of our hands and dragging us to the kitchen.  "Mummy, it's just Harry. Styles announces as he plops down in his seat. "Oh" was all Alex said looking between us.

Harry's POV

I was so drunk last night. After Alex yelled at me all I wanted to do was drink the pain away. I ordered rounds for the boys but drank them all. I don't remember much after that. When I woke up with a bruised cheek bone and an extreme headache, I knew that I had made a huge mistake, so I asked the boys what happened. They told me everything, what I said to Alex, the fight, Dylan and Alex leaving together. I felt awful, like a complete ass.