hariana drabbles

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- Her [part 5/?]

Author: Me (2018)
Summary: Harry and Ariana remain friends after their breakup. Harry's been in relationships after Ariana while she hasn't, or so he thought.

The one where Harry is a little shocked to hear that Ariana's been in a secret relationship for a while now and is eager to know who the new guy is.

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With each passerby who enters the small coffee-shop, Harry grows more and more anxious about seeing her walk in again. His bodyguard is sat well off to the side so he isn't completely alone, but nevertheless Harry feels like he's falling in a bottomless hole and there's no one around to pull him out.

He checks his phone again. Her texts are there still, unanswered.

I'm on the way
See u soon :)

He locks his phone and places it next to his coffee. He drums his fingers on the table; he stares at the entry way with clear indication of impatience and dread. Harry humors himself and considers the possibility that he was wrong. He omits every doubt in his heart that he's over her and reveals to himself that he's disgustingly not. And he hates how affected he is by her still.

'Today's the day,' he told himself for the tenth time the last hour, 'you're going to talk to her and find out the truth.' If there is one.

Harry is calm for the most part, having already digested the bitter pill of anticipated disappointment. When she arrives Harry's heart misses a beat. When she smiled at him his cheeks tingled as he forced his own toothy grin down in exchange for a skeptic glare.

"Hey, how long you been waiting?" Ariana asks him worriedly, on their behalf, as she sheds her coat off and hooks it over her chair across him. "Sorry for being such a mess–"

"It's alright. Been here long enough to order for us." Harry tells her as he motions to the second cup of coffee, "It's still a little hot, I think."

"Thank you." She grins, "So, how've you been? How's the tour life?"

"Same old, same old, been on a bit of a break for a few months before the next one. I have about two days before we fly over for our first show in Basel." Harry explains to her.

"And the band, how they doing? First arena tour for some of them, I imagine, must be exciting."

"Yeah, they're all looking forward to playing the venues. Mitch especially' is getting the hang of it. He doesn't seem like the type, but he loves the attention."

Ariana takes a sip of her coffee as her eyes smile at Harry's words. Harry continues, "But enough about me. I want to talk."

"We're already talking." Ariana points out.

Harry rolls his eyes at her words, "You know what I mean." He sighs, "There's been something on my mind and I have to talk to you about it or I'll go mental."

"Well, you know you can always talk to me about everything."

"Not everything." Harry murmurs under his breath, but he's sure that she heard him because now she's staring at him with her doe-eyed motherly concern coming through. "What do you mean?"

Harry realizes this is it. He's about to ask her, and he's about to find out the fate of their relationship.

Suddenly, she gasps, which startles Harry more than whatever seemed to startle her. "Oh, my God," She whispers, "she's pregnant isn't she. And you're the father. Harry oh my God I can't believe–"