International Love (Harry Styles Fanfiction) ON HOLD: MAJOR REVISION

Chapter 6

Harry drove us to a pizza place called Gino's East. "You're kidding me right?!?" I say as we pull into a parking lot.

"You don't like pizza do you?" He's starting to get anxious. I realized I just sounded like a complete bitch.

"No, no, no. I love this place! Sorry to scare you like that." His whole demeanor changes and he looks pleased to hear that. And just like that his face falls again. "What?"

"I just wanted to take you somewhere for the first time." Oh! How sweet of him.

"You'd still be treating me. I have only been here once and they have my favorite pizza ever. I'd live I come here for lunch." He gives me a I-know-something-you-don't smile. "What is it?" I inquire.

"We're not just eating here but we're actually going to make our pizza." My eyes widen and they'd pop out if they could. He just laughs at me, "So did I do good with this?" Oh just say the word damn it! Date, date, date. I chant in my head. Do I really want this to be a date? *No, you can't justice on like this! For all you know Harry can be a re-bound.*

Having settled that, "This is great! Best thing any friend has done for me." I stress "friend" and Harry doesn't seem surprised, so he either just wants us to be friends too or he didn't notice. I'm afraid I want it to be the latter. I shake my head of these thoughts. I'm over analyzing this.

We fail at making the pizza. What's supposed to be a heavenly piece of pizza pie is an inedible blob of an almost living thing. "I'm not eating that." I say laughing at the mess. One of the cooks looks at it with pity.

"I don't think the street dogs would even eat that." The cook says.

"Oh come on," Harry says lifting the pan, "we can eat this just fine."

"Ha! You're either blind or you have gone out of your mind." I shove his shoulder playfully. Stop that!

"I'm bliiiind," and he scoops up some of the "pizza" and walks over to me acting like he can't see and smears it all over my face.

"Harry!" I screech at him. I scoops some up in my hand and give him a taste of his own medicine. I smear it all over his shirt. And grin at him. Harry flashes his devilish grin at me and takes the pan and dumps it on top of my head.

"Ahh," a low gasp escapes my mouth out of disgust. Harry shrugs his shoulder and gives me an innocent look.

After we cleaned up our mess we sat in the kitchen eating a pizza that one of the actual cooks made. Mhmm it tastes amazing. When we finish the pizza Harry tosses me a bag. And he's holding one himself. I raise an eyebrow at him. I packed an extra set of clothes just in case something like this," he picks some pizza off of his shirt, "would happen." I peek in the bag and I see his Rolling Stones shirt and a pair of my jeans. I give him a confused look holding up his shirt. I got you one a while back. I knew you like the Rolling Stones when you listed off what vinyls you have to Niall."

I gape at him. "What else did you find out from snooping through Niall's phone?" He shoots me a wink.

"Just go change." I let out an exasperated sigh. "Good girl." I turn to stick my tongue out at him. His eyes widen. I turn around smirking. See I can be fun.

When I return to the kitchen I find Harry wearing a flannel button up and black jeans with some Chuck Taylors. "Ready?" He asks tossing his keys up in the air and catching them. I nod. "Great." Harry takes us to Navy Pierre and we go on the huge Ferris wheel. It's great weather. The sky is blue and it's not too windy, at least for Chicago. When we get off I see a familiar figure.

I do a double take and they're gone. Weird... I'm getting paranoid. We walk through the building with little shops and just have fun looking at little knick-knacks. Out of the corner of my eye I see the familiar figure again. I turn around and it's gone again. "You okay?" Harry asks putting a comforting arm on my back.

"Yea, I just thought I saw someone I know."

"Well you did say you have family up here."

"You're right. It could be a cousin of mine, or someone who looks like them."

We continued walking through and returned outside. "We walk to the park across the street and I see the figure again. This time he doesn't leave. The next thing I know I see Andrew. Everything is happening so fast. Punches are thrown jaws are hit. Harry's lying on the ground. What the fuck is happening? Am I hallucinating? I come back to reality when Andrew cups my face and suddenly his lips are on mine.

"Get off!" I try to say but it's all muffled. I shove home off finally. "What are you doing, Andrew?" I shout at him. How does he know where I am? Why did he come?

"I'm here to get you back, sweetie."

"How did you find me?" How can he just tackle Harry to the ground, kiss me, and swoop in to get me back? Most of all, what happened to the Andrew I know?

"That doesn't matter. What matters is that we were perfect an-" Andrew got interrupted by Harry knocking him out.

"Harry!" I run to Andrew and lightly slap his face to try to wake him. "What's wrong with you?" I shout at Harry.

"This bastard is trying to take you."

"Are you kidding me? This 'bastard' as you say, is Andrew, idiot!" Harry's face changes from anger and hatred to...fear?

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know."

"Yea, you didn't. I know he attacked you but he's heart broken. We have to take him back to the hotel."

Andrew is lying on the bed with a cool wash cloth on his forehead. Harry's sitting on the couch with his arms crossed and scowl on his face. I sit reading a book. I place the book down and let out a sigh. Looking at Harry through my eyelashes, I see that he didn't notice. I sigh again, louder this time. He still doesn't notice. "Harry?" I say in a timid voice. He turns his gaze toward me with a terrible scowl that scares me. I flinch. Harry takes notice and relaxes a bit. "Harry, please tell me what you're thinking."

"I'm thinking, that bastard shouldn't be here. He tracked your phone like a fucking stalker." Where the hell is he getting this?

"And you would know that how? Going through someones stuff again? Or are you just accusing?"

"Okay, so I went through his phone and found tracking software that leads here. But it's for your safety."

"Listen I can handle myself just fine without you interfering. I'm a big girl. It's nice of you, but you should ask me first."

"What I can't be the knight in shining armor? All while he tracks you down like a stalker and beats me up. Yea, I'm worse than him."

"To be fair, you knocked him out cold." Harry scoffs at me. Well Harry does have a point , however I barely know Harry. Andrew on the other hand I've know for years. Why does it feel like I've known Harry for an eternity? Why do I want to know him for an eternity? It's too soon, calm down hormones. "Let's not fight about this. When he wakes up I'll send him home."

"Good." Harry mumbles, I roll my eyes at him. He can be so childish at times.

Harry leaves me with Andrew to go to the stadium and go over some of the staging. I sit reading and waiting. Andrews been out for about half an hour. It's really worrying me. "Willow?" I hear behind me. Andrew! I run over to him.

"Andrew, you're up. How are you feeling?" I say sitting beside him.

"Willow, I just want you back." Oh no. I let out a sigh. No Andrew, I can't be in a relationship where I feel nothing.

"Andrew, I love you but I don't love in that way. I'm not in love you. I wish I was, because you're an amazing guy who has done nothing but give me all your love and attention. You never once neglected me but I don't feel anything special an-" I feel a sharp sting on my cheek.

Hey guys! I know it's been a few days, and now I leave you with a cliffhanger...kind of. What do you guys think of Andrew? Harry? Leave comments and please vote! xox