Ti Amo (Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter Four

Jordan’s P.O.V

I smiled at Harry. He seemed really nice, but before we do anything else, I want to get to know him better. I don’t want to just be another girl he shags, or a ‘hump and dump’.

“Jordan I was wonder-” he started before he was rudely interrupted by people yelling and cameras flashing. We stood up and I turned around to come across a dozen or more paparazzi yelling and coming closer. I was so terrified. I shuffled back and stood half behind harry so he could protect me.

“HARRY HARRY! SO THIS IS THE NEW GIRL FRIEND! HOW LONG DO YOU THINK IT WILL LAST? 5 DAYS? A WEEK MAXIMUM?” one of the photographers yelled and it seemed to piss harry off a little by the look on his face.

“HARRY YOU GO FROM DATING SUPERMODLES TO WAITRESSES AT STARBUCKS. YOU HAVE DROPPED THE BAR!!” one yelled out the loudest and they all laughed.

“SHE IS NOT MY GIRLFRIEND! I DONT EVEN KNOW HER. SHE IS JUST RANDOM WAITRESS I HAVE NO INTEREST IN!” Harry screamed at them and stepped away from me.

What! He thought I was just some waitress. I knew it. He just wants me because he thinks I’m easy. I should have known it!

I stood there with my mouth open and I see Louis looking at me in the corner of my eye. He was in shock too.

I grabbed my stuff and ran out of the cafe. I can’t believe I was starting to like him. What was I thinking! He is Harry Styles, from One Direction! Of course he was going to be a cocky, horny teenage boy.

I hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of my thoughts. It was Louis.

“Jordan I’m so sorry about Harry, he can be such a jerk in front of the paps. They can set him off sometimes. I’m Sorry!” Lou said with an apologetic look in his eyes. I liked Lou; he was a really nice guy.

“It’s okay; it’s not your fault. It was nice seeing you Louis.” I looked down and mumbled as I began to walk off.

“Wait,” he grabbed my phone out of my hands and typed something in. “just in case you want to have a chat.” He gave my phone back and smiled.

“Thanks, Louis.” I smiled and walked down the busy street and back to my house. I get home and walked straight up to my room, lie down on my bed and look at the ceiling. What a day.

Harry’s P.O.V

“HARRY! What was that?! Why did you say that?! You hurt that poor girl’s feelings!” Lou lectured me as was walked in to our apartment.

“I- I didn’t mean it” I mumbled playing with my figures.

I honestly didn’t mean it. I think she is an amazing girl even though I barely know her. I guess it’s a gut feeling. I have never felt about a girl like that before. But I don’t know why I said it. The paps just make my blood boil. They get me so worked up and I always say things I don’t mean.

“Harry, I know you like her, and I know what the paps do to you. They get you angry, but you need to control it!”Lou always gives the best advice.

“I know, and I will! But now I’ve lost her. That was the worst first impression and if I was her I wouldn’t give myself a second chance, I was such a jerk.” I confessed. I sat down on the couch and buried my head in my hands.

Lou came and sat next to me and patted me on the back.

“Don’t worry lad, we will fix this!”

“I hope so, Lou, I hope so.”

Jordan’s P.O.V

I woke up to my ringtone, Look After You by The Fray, Emily’s Ringtone. I rolled over to my side table and grab my phone.

“Hello?” I mumbled still half asleep.

“HEY GIRL!  Why is there a whole bunch of teenage girls outside your work?”

“Oh, are they still there? It was probably because Louis and Harry from One Direction came in” I flinched when I said Harry’s name.

“AND WHY DID YOU NOT TELL ME?! OMG WHAT DID THEY ORDER, DID YOU TALK TO THEM??” she squealed through the phone as I pulled it away from my ear.

“Well I was working and then when I finished they wanted to talk to me. I think they ordered a mocha or a macchiato. Oh and I found out that harry was the mysterious man from the party.” I said in a calm voice as I began painting my nails a pretty lilac colour.

I heard a loud thud through the phone.

“Umm hello? Are you okay?” I curiously asked. A few seconds later I heard her reply.

“Yeah sorry I dropped my phone, I thought you said Harry is your mystery lover ha ha ha!” she laughed in disbelief.

‘urmm, I did say that...” I hesitated.

There was a long silence moment and I prepared myself for the worst... and then... Emily screamed as loud and she could. I swear I head the neighbour’s dog howling but that could just be the ringing in my ears.

“Emily! Emily! Calm down, it doesn’t matter anyway he’s a jerk...” I told her the story and let all my feelings out.

“So, you were starting to like Harry, but then he was a bit of a.. a...” she was searching for the right word.

“Jerk, asshole, cocky bastard, loser, moro-”

“Yeah I get the point Jordy. But then Lou gave you his number, but just to make sure you were alright and if you ever want to talk?” she was still trying to wrap her head around

“Yeah, he seemed really nice. He would be a great best friend,” I sighed, “too bad.” I walked back to my bed and laid down.

“What do you mean too bad?” she fussed.

“Emily, come on! He is Louis Tomlinson from One Direction. There were probably paparazzi around, so he probably gave it to me so he would look like a gentleman. And it’s probably a fake!” I confessed.

“Well there is only one was to find out isn’t there... anyway I’m off, dinner is ready. Love you and keep me up to date okay!”

“Love you too Em, I will” I sighed and hung up the phone. I scrolled through my contacts.

Lauren, Lana, Levi, Locky, Louis. I open up a new text and type, ‘Hi Louis, It’s Jordan.’ I had no clue what else to say. I hovered my thumb over the send button.

Here goes nothing. Send.