We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together

Chapter 8 - Excuse me while I gag

Hannah Montgomery:

  Zoey just got here, and she's being a total suck up to Harry. I'm not entirely sure if it's an act though; after all, she is an actress. I explained to Daynah who she really was incase she didn't already know. After that it was 'bitch mode activated.' 

   "She's not a saint and she's not what you think she's an actress, whooaa." I sang quietly to myself, passing both Zoey and Harry as we were getting ready to leave. Oh how I love Taylor Swift songs. Zoey just rolled her eyes at me while Daynah snickered. 

   "So we ready to go?" Niall quizzed, trying to break the tension. Everyone nodded. 

   "Yep! I'll race you to the limo," Zoey laughed to Niall. He couldn't turn down the oppertunity to beat someone at something. 

   "Okay!" He laughed, and ran off, Zoey following closely behind. I laughed at how cute Niall's being. 

   "Soo." Harry laughed, breaking the silence as we walked to the elevator with Daynah. The other boys were already downstairs because they wanted to follow Niall and make sure he didn't run into traffic like a little boy would. 

   "Soo." I mimicked him, with a laugh.

   "Zoey's pretty cool, huh?" He quizzed. Does he not have any idea who she is? Probably not. He is rather clueless. 

   "Yeah. Totally." I lied. Both Daynah and Harry noticed the sarcasm in my voice. Shoot. 

   "You don't like her?" Harry quizzed. Out of all the times Daynah could have been quiet, she chooses now to shut up? Why?! 

   "Well, It's not that I don't like her. Because I do. It's just that she's..." I tried to think of a word to finish my sentence, "She's interesting." 

   He nodded, still confused, "Oh. Okay." We got in the elevator and went down to the lobby. I let out a heavy sigh of relief after all that. I whacked Daynah on the shoulder and she let out a loud cry of pain. 

   "What's that for?!" She exclaimed. 

   "Thanks for backing me up..." I replied.

   "Well I don't know what I'm supposed to say! It's your battle not mine." She walked off with Zayn but I could still see a smile on her lips. She does have a good point there, though. 

   Once we got to the mall, the occaisonal fan would recognize them, Zoey would shoot the fans a look, and off they'd run. Her stare is like pins and needles in you're eyes. It doesn't bother me though; I'm immune to it. 

   "Hey, Haz." Zoey smiled, fakely. I mean, you could see the fake in it. Why can't he? 

   "Yeah, babe?" He replied. I felt goosebumps run up my arms but I rolled my sleeves down to prevent anyone from noticing. 

   "Come into victoria secret with me?" She winked. I made a loud gagging noise behind them. Louis laughed at me as Zoey shot me her look of pins and needles. I rolled my eyes and went with Niall into a store the sold chocolate everything. 

   "You know, you're gonna have to get used to Zoey and Harry being together, right?" Niall laughed, testing every chocolate there was. 

   "I'll never get used to it." I replied. 

   "I thought you didn't fancy Harry?" Liam said, walking up beside me unexpectedly. He was eavsdropping again! Wasn't he? 

   "Well, I don't..." I felt a lump form in my throat. Okay. Maybe I fancy Harry the slightest bit. And seeing him with Zoey makes me a bit jealous, but if I said that outloud I'm pretty sure one of them would run off and tell him. 

   "Yes you do." Niall replied, "Hannah loves Harry. Hannah loves Harry." He chanted quietly to himself. I nudged him with a laugh. 

   "Well, I do think you're a better match for Harry anyway. Zoey's all girly, and exposed," Liam laughed, "You're tom-boy and very covered up." 

   "What's that supposed to mean?" I replied, pretending to be taken aback. 

   "It means, you have an obsession with converse, skinny jeans and baggy sweaters. You love sports and don't expect much either." Niall explained on Liam's behalf. I nodded in agreement. That is pretty much what I'm like. 

   Once Harry and Zoey came out of victoria secret (gag), we all went to the food court for lunch. Well, Niall and I sprinted, while the rest of them just walked. Walking is for boring people. We all sat down and ate, until I got up to excuse myself to the washroom. 

   "Oh I'll come too." Zoey smiled, getting up. How about no. 

   Liam and Niall both froze on the spot. But I didn't respond, I just got up and fast-walked to the washroom. Zoey followed closely behind and I could feel her staring directly at my back. Weird, huh? I walked into the washroom and looked in the mirror hoping she'd go in a stall and leave me alone. Boy was I wrong... 

   "So, Hannah." She laughed slightly leaning against the sinks. 

   "Leave me alone." I rolled my eyes. 

   "Fiesty are we? Harry mentioned that about you. He said you can be a bit... controlling." She said, snottily. I knew that wasn't true, though. 

   "Put a sock in it. The only reason you just happen to be here is to ruin me. My best friends wouldn't turn on me for someone as girly and unappealing as you." I snapped on her. Don't attempt at insulting me; because I've always got something better. 

   "Maybe they're tired of having another boy around. I mean, a girl is just the thing they need. I mean, have you seen the way that blonde one dresses himself?" She laughed. 

   "The blonde one has a name. And it's Niall." 

   "Like I care." She rolled her eyes. 

   "Not like you would care. The only thing you do care about is yourself." I replied. 

   "Has-been." She mumbled. 

   "Never was." I replied. 

   "Lip-syncer." 

   "Bottle blonde." 

   "Jealous much?" 

   "You wish." 

   "Hate you." 

   "Like I care." 

   I rolled my eyes and walked back to the food court. I grabbed my tray and tossed what I didn't eat into the garbage and grabbed my bag. 

   "Where are you going?" Zayn quizzed, rather confused. 

   "Away from that bitch." I said, and glared at Zoey who was walking towards us, "I'll see you guys later." 

   Daynah sat there astonished as well as Harry, Zayn and Louis. Their so clueless. I got a cab and went back to the hotel; papparazzi were waiting at the front doors for the boys to come back. I tried to smile, and hide my face a bit as I went inside and back to the room. 

   I turned on the tv and sure enough there were pictures of me on the screen. 

   "Hannah Montgomery, Harry Styles' ex-girlfriend and best friends to the band One Direction, caught entering the boys' hotel alone! The only question left to ask is why was she by herself? This wouldn't be the first time she's had issues with the boys."  The reporter spoke. 

   "Maybe the jealousy of Harry Styles' new girlfriend is too much for her to handle? Stay tuned for updates." 

   I shut the tv off and chucked the remote across the room. With all the press, Zoey drama, and the boys wondering what I'm doing every second of the day, I practically have no privacy. Oh Styles. Why do you do this to me?