My Ex-Girlfriend [Harry Styles]

Chapter 15

A/N: These past chapters were full of drama, so, I hope this chapter makes you laugh… or even chuckle or smile.

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Chapter 15: Live While We’re Young

Georgia’s POV

“What’s taking them so long?!” Louis whines for about the thousandth time.

When Louis said ‘leave’, he meant ‘stand outside and wait for them to calm down’. We were all just standing or sitting on Harry’s doorstep, leaning on his front door.

“Be patient, Louis.” Zayn scolds, “They should take their time.”

That’s what I'm worried about…

I don't exactly feel anything for Harry, so I guess all I'm wanting from him was… experience?

Harry’s POV

“Hey, wanna get some food?” I ask Megan.

“You remind me of Niall.” She chuckles.

“Why?” I ask, “You miss him already?”

“Of course I do, I like Niall.”

I glare at her.

“But I love you.” She quickly adds.

I smile, “So, wanna get something to eat?” I lean closer to her, “Or we could just stay here…”

“Are you kidding?” she gives me a look. “I’m starving!”

“I take that as a ‘yes’ then?”

“Exactly.”

We stood up from the couch, and walk to the front door, but just as I opened it…

Louis and Zayn just happened to meet the floor.

“What the hell?” Louis rubs his head that just happened to hit the ground when he fell, “That hurt!”

“Why are you still here?” I didn’t bother to answer his question, “I thought you said you’d leave.”

“I did say that.” He stood up, “But I meant leave the room.”

“Well then, make yourselves at home, because Megan and I have other things to do.”

Before anyone could question why Megan and I were going somewhere together, Louis shouts.

“You can’t leave!” Louis turns on ‘dramatic mode’ and holds onto Megan’s hand, “I think my head might be broken, you have to stay!”

Zayn rolls his eyes, “Louis, don't---“

“It’s okay,” Megan interrupts him, “We can stay.” She tells Louis.

“What?!” My eyes widened.

“I---“

Louis interrupts her, “Thank you so much, Meg!” he gives her a quick hug, “Now, I’ll get some ice, so you can put it on my soring head.”

“Yes, Louis.” Megan rolls her eyes in irritation, but she was smiling at Louis’ idiotic behaviour.

“Uh-uh.” Louis shakes his index finger, “That’s Master Louis to you.”

“Yes, Master Louis.”

“Wait, so you’re changing your mind?” I ask Megan, once Louis left to get some ice, referring to our ‘getting some food’ thing.