Somebody I used to know (a harry styles fanfic)

Chapter 2

I'll try to update a lot. Sorry I haven't edited it yet. Hope you enjoy it anyways. xX

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Harry and I lived on two different sides of England, but we met one summer when his family was on vacation and instantly fell in love, but one day he just left without a word. I remember crying for days, he was my first and only love, and now he's back, sitting right in front of me, looking like a complete stranger, looking like he who would rather be anywhere besides here. I was looking down at my hands trying to avoid eye contact. It hurt so much knowing all that we've been through and he didn't even acknowledge me. He cleared his throat.

I looked up at him and he said "So, uh, did you move to London?" "Yeah I'm actually going to school here in the fall, I just moved here," I said. "Oh that's nice, I hope you enjoy it here. Um Lou, we have to go now," He mumbled looking down. "Uh okay? Well could I have your number Emma so we can hang out later," Louis said. I looked at Harry, he was still looking down, so I just nodded and put my number in his phone.

"Okay bye, see you later," Louis said nudging Harry. "Bye," Harry said looking at the ground. "Bye," I replied lamely.

I walked home with a lot on my mind. I was so distracted I ran into someone. "I'm so sorry! I'm so clumsy," I said to them. I looked up and saw a cute blond boy with blue eyes. He looked familiar but I didn't know why. "Nah it's okay I wasn't paying attention, are you okay babe?" He asked in a cute Irish accent, it gave me butterflies. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine," I replied. "Good, wouldn't want to be responsible for hurting such a pretty girl," he said. "I'm Niall," he added. "Emma," I said smiling , he smiled back.

" I have to be somewhere but can I have your number?" he asked. I gave him my number and we said our goodbyes. Harry doesn't need me and I don't need him, I told myself.

I thought about Harry the whole night. I thought about our first date, our first kiss, the first time he told me he loved me. I also thought about how he told me he'd never leave me, maybe I was just bitter but I never really got over it.

I woke up to a text , "Hey sorry about Harry yesterday, I don't know what was wrong with him, he's just weird . Hahah. But we were wondering if you maybe wanted to come hang out with us and all the lads tonight. xX Louis"

"Sorry I can't. x" but the truth is, I just didn't want to . "Aw that's too bad :( I wanted to hear about how weird Harry was. Some other time then? xx" he texted back "sure." I sent. "YAY!" he texted back. I smiled. There was no way I'd actually go through with it though.