The Host Guy

22nd Chapter

22nd Chapter - Jealously

'Jealously? A sentimental which is born in love and which is produced by the fear that the loved person prefers someone else.'

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"Remember that time you spew over your crush? Oh my god," Hanna said. More directly to me, they all laughed. It's funny though, I can't deny that.

"The look on his face was priceless. Guys, you don't know how much embarrassing that was, I never looked at him the same way," I told them.

"Oh wait, remember when you and Liam kissed each other because you guys never had your first kisses and then the two of you kissed for half an hour and I asked 'why are you guys still kissing?' and your answer was-" both me and Liam cutted her off.

"Practice makes perfect," we both laughed at the throwback. I remember that day so well. We were both on 8th grade and Hanna was always talking about how much she loved kissing her boyfriend, so we decided to kiss each other just to see if it was really that good.

Liam hugged me once again, it felt so good, so right to be in his arms again. Harry was quite, looking down at his lap what was really strange. He seemed upset with something.

"Hey, Harry?"

"Mhm, yeah?" he looked away from his feet to me, making me have a clearly view to his face.

"Is everything alright?" I asked, a little worried.

"Yeah, course," he said, giving a small smile that didn't convince me at all of his answer.

Harry's POV

"I can make you feel better," Hanna smiled, wrapping her arms around my waist and pressing a little kiss on my righ cheek.

"I'm fine ladies," I smirked, not that I wanted to.

This was something I never felt, and I was afraid. I was getting angry even if I didn't want to, my head was thinking alone, leaving my subconscious telling me things I didn't want to hear. Jealous? No. Or am I? But why am I jealous? No, no, no! I can't be this way. I've been falling for her, everyday I liked her a little more. I'm living this for the first time ever, I didn't want to admit but I liked her a lot. And I'm the one who should be next to her, holding her. Even though she and Liam are not dating, that guy just hugged what should be mine for a short second and I don't want anyone to have her but me.

I'm jealous, so jealous but I've got no right to be, she isn't even mine.

"Mhm, Harry? Can I talk with you?" Hanna whispered in my ear, making me shiver.

"Of course, say."

"Not in here."

"Why not?" I asked.

Instead of answering, she stood up heading outside and I followed her. It must be something important for her not wanting to talk inside of the restaurant. I don't know what, but it seems to me I'll find out in a few seconds.

"So, what you want to talk about?" I asked, frowning. She looked away from me, avoiding my gaze. She bit her lip, and tapped her foot nervously. I wonder what's so serious that leads her to this state.

"I-I want to ask you something, but I don't want our friendship to change after this," she muttered under her breath.

"Go ahead."

"I like you, Harry. I really really like you," pausing, she leaned over me. "And I want to know how you feel about me."

It's not a hard question but the answer it's not what she wants to hear. The answer may break her heart, and I don't want to be a heartbreaker.

"Hanna,"

"I understand if you don't like me," she interrupted me.

I wasn't ready to break her heart. I don't want to be the bad guy. Jesus, help me.

"Hanna, I hate to say this but I really like you a lot but not in that way."

"I give up. I give up from liking people, they always do this," she said. Tears rolled down her face, I hugged her and for a few seconds I thought she wouldn't hug me back but then she wrapped her arms tightly into mine.

"I know it might hurt. But you can't give up because if you do give up, you'll never find your soulmate, the one that makes half of you, that would do anything for you and that will love you so much that he'd rather stay with you watching some drama show that girls like than watching a football game. So, hold on and keep your chin up, you're beautiful. And who knows, maybe your soulmate will appear soon or maybe he's already in your life and you're too blind to see it."

I didn't know where that words came from. But I just wanted her to feel well. I can be pretty kind when it's about other people's feelings. I don't like people getting hurt.

"That's the most beautiful thing someone has ever said to me, Harry. Thank you."

"Anytime, so, are you ready to eat some chicken?" I asked her, trying to avoid the liking each other thingy.

Laughing, she nodded. I opened the door and we made our way to our booth. Emily was on her phone, and I got the impression that she had receive a text with something she didn't want to read. Or maybe it was just my head making films about it.

Emily's POV

"So, did you make any best friends there?"

"Yeah, one," he laughed. "His name it's Zayn, he's from Bradford but he's an exchange student there, he might get back next year though and then I want you guys to meet each other."

"I'd love too."

My phone buzzed, a new message.

'Well.Well. You are a liar. Why are you with another guy u freaking bitch? I've warned you! YOU are just mine, you get it? Only mine.

-C.'

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Idk if this chapter is short or not because I wrote it on my phone and I know it sucks. Im sorry dolls. And btw..Am i losting readers? :( Because chapter 20 had 38 votes and chapter 21 only had 26...

(this is not about the book)

girls, please, whenever you guys feel bad about yourself or something like that, or if u are bullied just send me a PM. Because I dont want any of you feeling bad about yourself..I know how's that feeling and i know that we might do stupid things. And i dont want to know that you guys cut yourself. I love you all and you're amazing and beautiful and you're simply the best at being you! And I never want you guys to forget that.And if u think nobody cares about you, just for u to know, I care.

love, @yharrysmile

p.s- actually Idk if there's any nandos restaurants in America but I've never heard of one ahah