pt.41

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we walked inside and i went to talk to niall, him and louis were talking.

"hey birthday girllll" niall yelled over the music i smiled hugging him "where were you" i held onto him looking up at him.

"i was outside with harry" i mumbled looking into his blue eyes. "i'm scared" i whined.
he laughed "why. we're just gonna sing happy birthday then chill for a bit" he said and i pulled away looking around at everyone.

a lot of my friends from school were here.

"i'm hungry come get food with me"

he shook his head sitting down and i rolled my eyes walking over to harry who was occupied talking to people so i turned around walking over to zayn.

"come get food with me" he nodded getting up we walked over to the table grabbing paper plates. i put some chips and a hotdog on mine.

zayn got a burger and chips.
"hey haylen" i looked over at simon my eyes widen. the boy i used to have a crush on in school but i didn't tell anyone but caitlin and Sophie.
"oh. hi simon" i mumbled he smiled. "long time no see. how are you doing" i looked around the room "i'm fine. just s little scared" he nodded.

"i never you never used to like party's. why'd they throw one" i shrugged biting into my hotdog. looking around the room harry was glaring at me from across room i instantly turned around.

"caitlin told me you have a crush on me. well obviously not anymore but you did" zayn snorted walking off. my mouth dropped open.

"y-yeah i-i did" i smiled "sorry this is awkward-" i laughed "no.no your fine. this is fine" he smiled and i laughed covering my mouth(ik).

feeling hands wrap around my waist. i looked over my shoulder at harry. "can we talk?" he asked and i nodded.

"sorry i gotta go" simon nodded and i smiled and me and harry walked up to his room.
i sat on his bed eating my chips. "what" i asked stuffing my mouth.

i stood up taking off my sweater leaving me in a tank top.
"nothing. i didn't want you talking to him" he mumbled playing with his bottom lip staring at me.

i sighed looking at him. "harry can you stop?" he just looked at me nonchalantly. "you need to understand harry. i do. not. want. anybody.else. i want you i promise. you can't just get jealous over everything" i straddled his waist feeling his rest on my waist.

"i wasn't jealous. i know i'm better than him" he huffed holding me tighter. i rolled my eyes "you were jealous" i ignored his rude comment.

"i wasn't" he snapped

"so your telling me that if i go back downstairs to talk to him you won't get pissed?" he shook his head and i got up only to be pulled back down.

"okay whatever. so what if im jealous"

"i still don't want you picking who i hangout with or talk to" he shrugged. "i mean it harry" he nodded.

"i saw the way you were hugging niall earlier. i was pissed so fucking pissed but i didn't say anything"

"i don't care. i'm sleepy" i yarned rubbing my eyes.
"we still haven't sang happy birthday" i shrugged "don't need too" i layed my head ones shoulder. i can't believe he was gonna use me..

"for your eyes only i'll show you my heart" i mumbled and he chuckled "let's go" he got up still holding "and iii hope that you don't run from me" i whispered in his ear as we walked downstairs his stairs.

"your annoying" he smiled sitting me down i fixed my hair. "and your pretty" i turned around looking at the huge cake they just sat out with 15 candles on them.

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