𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 {𝐇.𝐒}

.XII.

A/N

Aight soooooo imma try this third person POV for the chapter so just know it's gonna be short...

But anyways, imma bless y'all with these three chapters since I'm gonna be on a cruise for the next week.

I'll miss you guys :')

Love,
B🌻💛

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Two weeks later...

"You are now looking at the new face of S.I.P's Tennis Team!" Brianna shouts as she walks through the elevator doors.

Her eyes catch sight of Harry and Zayn sitting on the sofa, but both of them rise from their seats upon her arrival. Zayn in dresses in dark wash skinny jeans and an white Adidas shirt, with White Adidas nmds on his feet. His hair is pulled up into a bun, showing more of his dark eyes.

Harry on the other hand, is wearing a white T-shirt with black skinny jeans. He doesn't have any shoes on, showcasing his purple fuzzy socks. Harry's hair has been growing a lot, so he has a headband pushing his hair back

Harry walks up to Brianna and takes her into his arms, bearhugging her with all his might. He takes in her scent of light honey body wash and a bit of peppermint from the gum she's chewing.

"Good job Bri, I knew you could do it." He mumbles into her hair, and she smiles at his words. "Thanks Hazza."

"Hey, I wanna hug my babygirl now." Zayn pouts, and Harry slowly lets go of her as she slips from his embrace, walking straight into Zayn's wide open arms. It just makes Harry die inside looking at Zayn having something that he desires the most, and it seems as if he has these chains that are holding him back from telling her how he really feels.

"Congrats on making the team, babe. Can't wait to come to your games." He squeezes her in his arms, and she chuckles at his words as she inhaled his scent of pumpkin spice. She takes note of how his scent is differing from Harry's, as he has a constant aroma of Tom Ford cologne and a bit of peppermint. She steps back from Zayn, giving him a peck on the lips as she takes his hand in hers.

"So, what do you want to do today?" Zayn asks, and Harry rolls his eyes. He was actually going to take her somewhere today because he knew that she was going to make the team. He already had a fun day of shopping, ice cream, and movies planned for the two of them until Zayn showed up saying that he was picking Brianna up to hangout for the day.

"Um, I'm actually down for chilling out here. Harry, is that okay?" She turns around to see Harry face for approval. She can sense that something is wrong with him, from the way he's looking over at nothing in particular with blank stare on his face, lips pulled into a firm line as his eyes go a pale shade of green.

"Uh yeah, sure." He says bluntly, and walks upstairs to him room. Zayn and Brianna look at each other in confusion, before shrugging and sitting down on the couch.

"So, what you wanna watch?" She asks Zayn as she flips through channels on the plasma screen tv that was previously set on a soccer game broadcasting live.

"Eh, doesn't matter. I'm not really going to be paying attention to it." Zayn breathes as he nibbles on her earlobe and she giggles at the contact. "Zayn, we aren't repeating that today."

Harry lays back on his bed as he huffs out in annoyance, staring at the ceiling. He pulls out his phone and scrolls through the contact list, trying to find a contact that's all too familiar.

His eyes catch sight of the name and he presses the call button, the ringing confusing for at least six seconds before there's a crackling heard and her voice comes through the line.

"Kendall speaking."