The Boy Next Door

Save It, Styles

I turned the TV on and collapsed into bed. I didn't know any Irish channels, and I wasn't ready to go back downstairs.

"And One Direction's own Zayn Malik was seen, looking quite sad, in Holmes Chapel."

Click, click, click. Come on, you stupid remote! TURN OFF!

It wouldn't turn off, so I just tried to change the channel. Yes! Sugarscape! Score!

"Amd were here today with one direction's Harry Styles who has a special message for a LADY FRIEND!"

"Bells, I'm sorry I should have told you."

I started crying. I knew I couldn't hide forever, but I couldnt face this. Click! The only channel left was E!News.

"Zayn Malik and Harry Styles FIGHTING?!" Normally, I loved this show. My favorite host was Guiliana, but right now I hated her and the words coming out of her mouth. "At a recent interview, these two teenage heartthrobs were seemingly distant. When asked a question about their girlfriends, Zayn and Harry said pretty similar things. Zayns response was 'I don't have an official girlfriend, but we've been seeing each other.' When Harry heard this, he slapped him! Ouch!

"And now, Kim Kardashian-" I hit the power button so hard I wouldn't have been surprised if I broke the remote.

I collapsed in the bed, shaking softly. Goodbye, cruel world.

You thought I was going to commit suicide! Shame on you. What kind of story would that be? Geez people. This is NOT a sad story, just a bumpy road. This is one of the bumps along the way. They make it INTERESTING. Now now, use your pretty blond head a bit more and go back to reading. :)

my phone buzzed, and I decided to take a risk. I picked it up, my voice back to normal. I was NOT letting him make me sad. He ruined our friendship, not me. He's the one thats sad. NOT ME.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Bella?"

It was him. "What do you want?"

"Well, um, I'm just calling to say sorry-"

I cut him off with a rough, "Save it, Styles." He was honestly the most annoying guy ever.

Harrys POV:

Ouch. That's the first time shes ever used my surname out of anger. I was quiet for a moment. I heard a sigh, then my phone beeped. She had hung up on me.

"Niall?" I shouted.

"Yeah? DO YOU HAVE FOOD?"

"Can we FaceTime your brother?"

Niall appeared, scratching his head, "Greg?" He asked. I nodded and he said ok, he was just going to text him first.

to SEXY BRO: r u busy

from SEXY BRO: well im with gf

to SEXY BRO: can we facetime

from SEXY BRO: well since ur BEGGING :P okeydoke you send the request, ya cunt

I took nialls iPhone and and sent the request. 

when he picked up, I saw he was in an unfamiliar flat. he was sharing the loveseat with a beautiful girl who looked exactly like the red head. I knew it wasn't her, but they were definetely related....

"OMG IT"S GREG HORAN! IM A HUGE FAN OF YOUR BROTHER! OMG!" I shrieked in a girly american voice. He and the girl laughed.

"Well, hi Harry." He said with a grin. I heard two people skip in, and heard a familiar voice collapse into laughter, while the other voice sounded like the red head. "PAIGE! STOP SNOGGING GREG AND GET YOUR FAT ASS UP! UNLOCK THE DOOR!" Yep, that was the mystery red head, and her sister was probably Paige, the girl with Greg.

"KEYS UNDER THE MAT, IDIOT!" Paige shouted back.

"BISH PLEASE!" Came Bellas voice. "WE FRIGGING CHECKED- oh wait, the door was unlocked. I KNEW THAT!"

Bella came in, "Hey Greg," she said in a voice that sounded like it would burst into laughter at any second. Paige got up and cuffed her on the head. Bella winked and tossed her hip into Paige's. Greg did an eyebrow dance. I made sure not to laugh, so they wouldn't know I was there.

Just then the red head walked in. "Idiot," she greeted Paige.

"Loser," Paige responded. Red froze, and looked at the phone facing us. She stared right at me, then came right over and up close. She took the phone in her hand and said to Greg," Sorry about this." Red picked it up. She threw the phone at the wall and Bella gave her a questioning glance. In a minute I saw Bella's face as she reached out and took the phone. 

When she picked it up and was chucking it at Greg, just before it left her hand, I had her gasp. She had seen me. Bella turned on her heel and walked away, all traces of laughing gone. I stared at her. 

Say something, idiot! "Bella-"

"Save it, Styles," she said in the same rough tone. My face contorted.

"Come on! Forever?!" She couldn't hold a grudge forever, she wasn't a very grudgy person. 

She glanced at me thoughtfully as she paused her walking. She turned and walked back to me, and I got a hopeful look on my face. Greg and Paige were eyeing us curiously. Bella sighed again.

"No, just not now-" 

I cut her off with a "Come on! What is wrong with you!"

"Wrong with ME? Who was the one who forgot HALF OF HIS LIFE!"

"It's not my fault you've been living under a rock!"

"Harry, harry, harry." She said in a calmer voice. "You know EXACTLY where I live." There goes the calm voice, I thought as she snapped at me.

She had a point there. For just a minute, I saw a look of pain brush between her eyes. 

"Bella,"  I whispered. 

"Save it, Styles."