Forever And Always - A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter Four

Harry's POV

How could (Y/N) just stand there and tell me she liked me and then say we couldn't be together? It doesn't make sense. We both like each other, and Niall is ruining everything. I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket. I grabbed it out to find I had a text from Zayn.

"Hey Man, going out tonight. Wanna come?" I looked at it not knowing what to reply. I wanted to go, but only if (Y/N) was going to be there.

"Who's going?" you replied back hoping her name would be in his text. I felt another vibration in my pocket, quickly getting it out to read that (Y/N) was coming. I smiled at the text, happy I would see her again.

Your POV

I arrived at the club to find Harry and the boys at their own VIP table sculling down their bottles of beer.

"(Y/N)!" Niall called, happy to see me. I walked over to the boys giving them all a short hug. As soon as I sat down Harry got up to walk to the bar. I kept looking over to see what he was doing.

Harry's POV

As soon as (Y/N) walked through the door I felt my heart beat fast. I didn't know whether I could hide my feelings in front of all the lads. As she got to the table I gave her a quick hug before swiftly exiting to the bar. I thought the only way to win her over was to make her jealous. There was this tall blonde girl sitting next to me so we started to chat. She seemed nice so we made our way to the dance floor. I could see (Y/N) glare at me devilishly every now and again so I decided to start grinding up against this girl, trying to make (Y/N) more jealous. She was starting to get really pissed, my plan was working.

Your POV

What is Harry doing? He knows I like him, yet he goes and flirts with other girls right in front of me. I'm so angry right now. I walk up to the bar,

"2 shots please!" I tell the bar man, ready to drink my jealousy away. I glare over to Harry again only to see him making out with that slutty blonde. She's not even pretty, and it's annoying me that Harry would pick her over me. Harry starts to walk out of the club with the blonde girl on the end of his arm but I quickly walk behind them wanting to talk to Harry.

Harry POV

As the blonde girl and I were leaving the bar I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around to find (Y/N) standing there, looking extremely pissed.

"Harry, what the hell are you doing with her? Yesterday I told you I like you then you go and flirt with someone else? Who do you think you are?" Clearly (Y/N) was jealous and my plan worked, kind of. I just didn't think she'd be this pissed.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you upset." i lied.

"I'm sorry I do want to be with you" I just stared into her eyes, wishing she would respond.

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