Me, Myself, and Harry Styles

Chapter three

Elizabeth's POV

Today was the day, we were recording my song. Harry looked at me with an anxious expression as we walked into the studio.

"So, this must be the famous Liz I've been hearing about. Hi, I'm Simon." a tall man said, reaching for my hand. I smiled politely and answered," as you know, I'm Elizabeth. I wrote a song called Drive, and I think that's what we are recording today?"

"Actually. We want you to sing any already know for a cover album. That way, we can see if people like you first. Then we will take care of the songwriting!" Simon exclaimed.

 Simon led us to a studio booth where a very attractive guy was waiting with a huge smile on his face.

"Hello Elizabeth! My name is Drew. I'm excited to be working with you!" Drew said. The way he said my name made me want to jump up and down and kiss him. He led me to the recording booth. We both reached for my headphones and touched. I think recording today will be fun! 

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I finished the album in two months.

After the final song, I looked at Harry who was looking at me with a strange expression, was that, jealousy? I looked over at Drew who was smirking and clapping.

"Spectacular! That's a wrap!" he said into the microphone. I put the equipment back in its original position. When I climbed back into my car, there was a knock on my window, I looked up and it was Harry. I rolled my window down.

"Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the Office Ball coming up?" he ran his hand through his curls. Masquerade ball? Oh, the one for management. I forgot about that. He looked at me, expecting an answer.

"Yeah sure. See you there." I said, trying to avoid the whole date thing. We were just friends. He was being very choppy with this conversation.

"How about I will pick you up at seven? Bye!" I guess he was picking me up. That was weird of him to not talk fluidly.

Two days later

"Julia! I don't know what to wear!" I complained over the phone.

"I have an idea! I will be there in five!" she said before hanging up. It was twelve. Seven more hours til the ball. Ugghhh. I'm so stressed. Nothing to wear. Five minutes later, there was a knock at the door. I sauntered over to the door and opened it only to find an excited Julia.

"We are going shopping!" she announced. " Follow me to my car!" she screeched. A couple minutes later, we pulled up to a boutique called dot, looked promising.

"Omg! This store looks amazing! let's go in!" she yelled.

You know whats " amazing" ? The durability of her vocal chords.

We browsed the store until we found two dresses. One cream colored ball gown with gold accents. The other a baby pink mermaid dress with white flowers. I had to admit, they were stunning! I tried the pink one on first. I was pretty, but not spectacular. Then, I tryed on the cream one. Breathtaking, if I do say so myself. The price wasn't so bad. 275 US dollars. We bought it and drove to my apartment.

I paired the dress with nude stilettos and sparkly jewelry. Julia did the makeup and a complicated braid that ran into a ballerina bun. I looked like a movie star.

Harry rang the doorbell and I answered.( Julia left before then) " oh my! You look lovely!" Harry said breathlessly. There was a huge awkward silence in the car ride there. Partially, because my dress took up most of the car. When we got there, We strolled into the huge room.

"May I have this dance?" Harry bowed.

"You may!" I winked. We danced and laughed for half of the night.

"I'm going to get some fresh air, Liz. Be right back!" he broke off from the dance. Twenty minutes passed until I looked for him. I turned the corner and saw dark hair. I ran up to him and half way there I realized he was tongue-tangled with a tall blonde, 

"Harry, I thought you came here with me? Huh?" I waited for an answer. He pulled away from the girl and looked like a deer in headlights. A single tear rolled down my cheek.

"Forget it." I choked out. I turned to speed walk away.

"Liz!" He tried to grab my hand. I yanked it away from him and bumped into a random bypasser.

"Hey, Liz?" I looked up into the gorgeous green eyes of none other than Drew Gilles, my recorder. "Have you been crying? Are you alright?" he asked worriedly. I turned to Harry's direction and saw him staring at us. He looked heartbroken. And in that moment, I passionately kissed Drew. He grabbed my hand and led me outside to the parking lot, I turned back to Harry. He was furiously running his hands through his hair and crying.

Good.

The car ride was filled with kisses until we got to my place. With what happened next, I am uncomfortable describing. But trust me, it was... an experience.

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Harry's POV 

I Drove furiously to Elizabeth's apartment. Once I arrived, I noticed Drew's car in my usual parking space. What was he doing here? I ran to her door, but didn't knock. I pressed my ear up to the door to listen. It didn't sound like anything I wanted to hear... they were kissing.

"You were amazing.'' Drew said to Liz. Right as I busted through the unlocked door, angry.

"What the hell?!" I screamed, tears brimming my eyes. He was buttoning up his shirt and she was wearing his undershirt. She had her arms around his waist and they were looking into eachother's eyes. They both turned to me in the doorway. Liz' eyes grew to the size of golf balls and Drew was smirking like the ass that he is.

"You should probably lock the door. You wouldn't want anyone to ruin your "Activities"!" I sarcastically stated.

"Why would you care. We were never together!" Elizabeth said.

"Don't pretend like you didn't feel something. Guess I was just a toy!" I yelled.

"Dude calm down." Drew put his hand between us. I gave him the dirtiest look I could.

"I think this is between the two of you, then." Drew said. " Bye, babe." He kissed her forehead and cautiously walked past me. I kept my eyes focused on Elizabeth.

"Way to be a hypocrite!" She shot back. " Wanna replay? Blonde, about this tall?" She motioned.

"Whatever. apparently, people aren't allowed to make mistakes these days!" I screamed. And with that, I walked out and slammed the door behind me.

"Apparently not!" She screamed through the door.