The Distance Between Us (Harry Styles AU)

Harry

You know how everyone has that one place they like to go to with their friends and then one place they like to go when they’re alone? Well, I’m with my friends right now at this little pizza restaurant with cheap alcohol for us to buy and great pizza for a small price. Usually the guys and I come here every Wednesday and if we feel like it, we come back other nights if there’s something special going on. On Wednesdays though, there’s trivia at the restaurant and the boys and I are all very competitive. Usually the restaurant splits the teams up in tables so that you play with the party you’re sitting with. There are ten questions that your table has to answer from a whole bunch of random categories that usually one of us knows since we’re all studying different majors. Currently we’re on the ninth round which is the topic of boybands. Luckily, Niall knows his stuff.

“Alright everyone. The question is: which boyband was promising you a future of great music by having a pop star to this day who has inspired music being known as the Prince of Pop after the band had broken up?”

“That had to be the easiest question I have ever heard! First of all, the only solo artist that came from a boyband that was successful is Justin Timberlake. Not to mention they practically named a song by saying promising you. Obviously the answer is *NSYNC,” Niall explained seeming a bit frustrated from how easy the question was. All of us kind of just stared at him trying not to laugh over how worked up Niall got over this.

“Niall calm down. I’m sure a lot of people don’t know the answer, including myself before you had said it,” Louis told him causing us all to laugh. Liam wrote down Niall’s answer and brought it to the bar before returning to the table with a new sheet of paper for the final question. Niall just rolled his eyes muttering idiots under his breath before taking a bite of his pizza. After confirming our answer was correct, we were the only group of guys to get the correct answer and even a table of girls missed it. Let’s just say Niall was flabbergasted.

After laughing about the last question having to be something about poison mushrooms, we just answered with Mario not knowing the actual answer. Maybe we’ll get pity points on the answer being original if we’re lucky. As Liam got up to submit the answer, I also got out of the booth having to go to the bathroom which my laughing was not helping. As I made my way there, a cute girl with light purple hair and dark purple lipstick caught my eye which caused me to smile at her before breaking eye contact. Maybe after I relieve myself I can go and introduce myself to her though my social skills have always been a bit off.

For some reason, I’ve always had a problem talking to girls. The other guys have always had no problem, but me, I haven’t even had my first kiss yet which is utterly embarrassing! The guys try to say that it’s sweet, but I don’t even care about it too much anymore because maybe it’s really not as big of a deal that everyone makes it out to be. I don’t know. All I know currently is that a huge weight is lifted from my bladder.

After relieving myself, I went to look myself over in the mirror before washing my hands. When I went to reach for the soap, my shirt sleeve came up revealing something that had not been there before. Pulling up my sleeve further, I saw a name written across my wrist. Mavis. Who the hell is Mavis and why is her bloody name on my wrist? Maybe one of the guys had written it there as a joke and I could just wash it off.

As I got more soap and began to scrub the script on my wrist quite aggressively, I realized that it wasn’t coming off. Not even a smudge was made proving that it’s permanent. I tried not to freak out, I really did, but after rising off my wrist and drying it off with the paper towels provided, I started to throw the damn paper towels across the bathroom trying to get out my frustration which seemed to only make it worse since they were so flimsy and noting was breaking. I leaned back against the bathroom wall and slid down so that I was now sitting on the floor while carding my fingers through my hair before I started to pull on it. I don’t know what’s going on. Think Harry. Why would you have a tattoo on your wrist? But is it a tattoo?

Realization hit me when I remember the name marked on the bottom of my foot; my name. And now that I think harder about this script on my wrist, I remember my dad’s tattoo on his wrist in the same font only having a different name: Annabelle, my mother’s name. If my dad had my mother’s name, then why do I have a stranger’s that is completely identical?

I got up from the floor of the bathroom and walked out to the table where the boys were still sitting and laughing not remembering the colorful girl I had my eye on before I went to the loo. I pulled down my sleeves before I got to the table and stood at the end of the table when I got there and told the boys a lie to get me out of here.

“Hey guys. I’m not feeling too well so I think I’m going to head out.”

“You alright Harry? Don’t tell me you turned into a lightweight on me,” Niall joked making the other guys laugh.

“No I just have a killer headache and just want to lie down or sleep or something. Can you guys take Lou back to the place please?” I asked wanted to leave already to get some answers from my dad.

“Sure thing Haz. We’ll see you back at the place in a bit, yeah?” Liam asked as I grabbed my keys that were hanging on my belt loop.

“I think I’m going to head to my dad’s for the night since I’m supposed to go see him tomorrow so I’ll catch you guys on Sunday, alright?” I really wasn’t supposed to go to my dad’s but hopefully none of them will question it.

“Yeah we’ll see you soon mate. Feel better,” Louis told me while getting up and giving me a hug before I left. I just waved to the rest of the guys before I made my way out and into my car, happy that I actually drove for once.

As I pulled out of the lot, I got my phone out before calling my dad to let him know that I was coming; though, it sounded like he was expecting me to come or something after I told him we needed to talk. Let’s just hope that whatever is going won’t change anything or I can get this damn name removed. Mavis. What a weird name.

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