*Harry's POV*
I watched as Emily pulled away from the boy she was with to turn to me, pulling down the dress that just covered her bum, her top was almost fully exposed as well.
"Harry!" She said smiling, wait why the fuck was she smiling?
"What the hell was that!" I yelled as I gestured my hand towards where Emily was just a few seconds ago.
"It was nothing!" She yelled back I could barely hear her lies over the music, my heart sank just thinking about what I just saw happen, a feeling she gave me more than anyone else in my life.
"Don't lie to me, I can't believe you! I thought I meant something to you!" I screamed more angry then ever when I noticed she didn't even seem upset. She laughed, the more annoyed I got or asked her about us she laughed. What the fuck is wrong with her.
"Okay so maybe I was using you! I'm not sorry! Relax Styles it's not a big deal!" She yelled I could tell she was drinking but that didn't change anything she said. She used me! She cheated on me! She lied to me! She's not sorry about any of it! She was just like Kailey in every way! She even called me Styles!
Why the fuck do I always do this?
What is wrong with me!
I need to get some air, actually I don't know what I need.
Emily just ripped my heart out and smashed it into the ground in a matter of minutes!
How could she do that!
I felt my eyes begin to water as I pushed my way out of the club, finally making my way to the exit.
*Devan's POV*
We got to the club about half an hour ago, we were all having a great time but nobody has seen Harry.
The club was crowded and I pushed my way through a sea of drunk people but that was the only way to fresh air, so it had to be done.
I started walking down the street hoping to kill some time before I had to go back.
The streets were virtually empty, I felt like I was going to die, my heart nearly stopped when I saw a guy walking on the other side of the street.
Oh my god, im going to die, this guy is going to murder me.
Stop Devan you're just freaking yourself out.
Oh my god he put his hand in his pocket, I bet you he has a knife.
Wait a minute, I know him.
"Harry?" I asked hoping it was him, prepared to run away if it wasn't.
I saw his head covered in curls turn in my direction.
"Dev?" He asked back.
I started walking across the street to meet him, the closer and closer I got the more I could tell he wasn't okay.
"Harry, what's wrong?" I asked looking into his usually green eyes, now dark, red and puffy.
"Were you crying?" I asked, I really wanted to make sure he was okay, and right now it didn't seem like it.
*Harry's POV*
"Harry?" I heard someone asked confused.
I turned my head towards them, was that Devan?
"Dev?" I asked looking over my shoulder.
She began walking towards, in a dress that actually covered her unlike Emily, god I need to get her off my mind.
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Just an Ordinary Girl
FanfictionDevan and Steph have been best friends forever, and raised as normal girls, but one night at a One Direction concert may change all of that. They are still normal girls trying to go to school while being friends with the hottest boy band around. So...