Fuck Buddies [Harry Styles Fan-Fiction]

Chapter 35

Song - Female robbery Neighbourhood

"I miss waking up next to you." Harry said as he dug his head in my shoulder. last night was the first time we actually, you know. in a long while. I missed it.

"Don't get used to it." I looked at the clock next to Harry's bed, 10 am. the smell of bacon and pancakes made it's way through the house, making my stomach growl.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not staying here Harry.. I'm going to Chicago, to stay with my parents for a while."

"What about, me? Us?" the desperation in his voice was clearly hidden

"I don't know, yo-"

"Don't say let's see what fate thinks, that's bullshit. I've waited a while year, for you. I couldn't even look at anyone else, because I didn't want to ruin our deal with fate, and you're over here with a shitty boyfriend." the words spiraled from his thin lips in seconds.

"I said we have to move on, remember? and it's not like when I was with Ryder I wasn't thinking about you!"

"Did you fuck him?" his voice was neutral. I couldn't tell if he was angry or pissed. there's a huge difference.

"W-what?" I turned around in the bed to meet him. his eyes were big, his hair was messed up around his face.

"You heard me, dammit Ridley." Harry got up, the blue sheets left empty, making the cool air reach me.

"Harry really?"

"Did you?" he asked again, his briefs on and his jeans half way up his legs.

"No. no Harry I couldn't, because every time we almost came close, I thought of you." we were both silent, my words sinking into his head.

"When are you leaving for Chicago?" he pulled a black tee over his hair.

"Next Wednesday." he nodded, his tone seemed normal, for now.

"I'm coming with you."

"What Harry? seriously?" Harry meeting my parents? my perfectionist parents... that can't go down well.

"Yep, I'll get a plane ticket today. get dressed we're going downstairs." Harry ended the conversation there, throwing me my jeans and shirt I wore yesterday, on top of one of his hoodies because it was chilly outside.

•Harry•

I'm not letting Ridley get away again. it's been a hard year, and everyone knows it, weather they admit it or not.

"Good morning!" my mums voice chimed.

"Morning." Ridley smiled, sliding into the stool next to me. my mom went all out on breakfast today, probably because Ridleys here, which is okay I guess.

"Where's Gemma?" I said, a mouth full of bacon.

"Harry don't talk with your mouth full. when you're down chewing, ask me again." mum said.

"I'm not five mom"

"Harry, chew." I groaned, rudely laughed lightly, but washed it away with water. "open" my mum said.

"Mom."

"Open Harry, I need to make sure you have nothing in your mouth." I swear she's just doing this to embarrass me. I opened my mouth quickly, then shut it. She nodded a smile creeping it's way on her face.