It is Complicated (Harry Styles Fanfic)

CHAPTER 27

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CHARIS’ POV

            “Hey!” I took a deep sigh before answering my ringing phone upon seeing the caller.

            “Hey!” Harry greeted. Something’s off, I can tell. Will he make it tonight or he’s cancelling?

            “Are we still up for tonight?” I asked cautiously. I honestly don’t know how it sound but, his voice doesn’t sound like before.

            “Uh, yeah.” He answered almost whispering. “Why did you ask?”

            “Oh, nothing.” I responded. “I thought, you’re kind of canceling, you sound different.”

            “No. No, I’m not cancelling.” He said flatly.

            “Oh-kay. I figured you guys aren’t working here today?!” I’m not really sure about anything about them so it came out as a question. “So, maybe we could just meet somewhere so we can grab some to-go?” I suggested.

            “We’re on our way, so meet you there.” He said, like his head is busy thinking about something else. Does he know already? I mean, if he does, he would definitely tell me right? Or even Niall, and Niall will call me. I’m feeling anxious more than I already am.

            “We?” I asked. We? He’s coming with somebody else? Is my plan all ruined already? This is not going well. What will I do now?

            “Uh,” He responded and I waited for him to say more. “Yeah, my mate wanted to meet you actually.” He said.

            “Oh, who’s uh..” Do I really want to know? I mean. What if it’s Niall? Oh my god. I can feel my heart beating so fast already. What’s happening? Why doesn’t earth just eat me already? “Mate?”

            “Yeah.” He deadpanned and I gulped. “He just wanted to meet you.” Should I ask who? Should I? Or that’s too suspicious?

            “Okay.” I responded, I hope my voice doesn’t sound cracked as I’m feeling like throwing up anytime. “Is he joining us for dinner?” I managed to ask. Focus, Charis. You got this. You got this.

            “I.. uh..” He stuttered. “Look, Lynn, I have to go. See you in a few.” Then he hung up. Is that Harry? What’s his problem? Does he already know?

            I brushed off everything in my mind and called Dex and used all my convincing energy to make him and Sam eat dinner now. So they won’t see me leaving this studio and Harry, well and his mate won’t see them as well.

            Right.

            Good thing, that they’re hungry and didn’t opt to take shifts or something. Everything will go well. Good. Everything will be okay and better. Okay.

            In good 15 minutes or so, I’m all packed and ready; ready to start facing my own problems. Fingers crossed that everything will be okay tonight as I planned. My hands are shaking, even my knees are. My breaths get deeper and deeper and heavier and heavier. I’m pacing back and forth in the studio and finally stopped in front of a chair where my bag sits. I took a final deep breath and closed my eyes. “Everything will be great.” I told myself.