Finally Good Enough (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Part 19

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***HARRY'S POV***

After I got that text I decided that I wasn't just going to stand around while Mary was out there. The more I thought about it the angrier I became. Who does this guy think he is? He can't just take my girlfriend, and expect to get away with it. I had called this guy that is really good with phones. Maybe he could track the text message that the person sent me. I wish that Mary could have told me about the text earlier because then we could have solved this problem before this all happened.

"OH MY GOD IT IS HARRY STYLES!!" I heard someone squeal from across the street. I sighed, but put on a smiling face for the girl. This was part of the job. It wasn't that I didn't enjoy it, but I wanted to get to this guy as fast as I could. 

She sprinted across the street and almost got run over. Her little show had caused a lot of other people to notice me. I took some picture, and signed some autographs.

After that I practically ran to the cell phone guy's place. 

"Hello, Mr. Styles!" The man greeted me as I walked in. He was a little older than me, probably 25, and he had that nice guy look to him.

"It's Harry. Mr. Styles makes me sound old." I replied. 

"Okay, well Harry what can I help you with? On the phone it sounded urgent." 

"It is." I began to explain him the whole story. I even told him about Mary receiving the texts and everything. He listened the whole time, and seemed concerned. I gave him my phone, and showed him the text message I had just received. 

"I am pretty sure I can track this number for you." He told me after I finished the story.

"Really? That is great!" I replied. I had finally gotten some good news this week. Everything since the party had sucked. 

"Yes, really. It might take a little while though."

"Okay, how long?" I asked anxiously. I was pracitcally vibrating from anticipation. 

"Maybe a day or two, three at the most. I will call you as soon as it tracks it though." 

"Okay, great. Thanks for everything." I responded as I left the shop.

I was actually happy right now. I may have just found my ticket to being with Mary again. It seemed like it had been years since I had smiled. I just really hope that Mary isn't still mad at me. I hope she understands that I really wasn't doing anything with that girl. If she doesn't, I don't know what I will do.

***MICHELLE'S POV***

"Where is Mary? I haven't seen her in two days?" Gabi asked.

Andre'a and I had just gotten back from the boy's flat, and were greeted by an angry Gabi. She was standing right in front of us, blocking the way to the rest of our room. Her faced looked suspicious. "She isn't staying with Harry still, is she? The school has already noticed she missed school today, and they are going to know something is wrong if she misses tomorrow. I told them she was sick, but they aren’t buying it." she continued.  

Andre'a and I looked at each other, and she shrugged. What does that supposed to mean? Thanks for the help. I started to bite my lip, which is something I do when I am nervous. It is a habit I have, and I remember doing it since I was little. 

"No...She isn't staying at Harry's...” Andre'a replied hesitantly. 

"Well then where is she?!" Gabi asked.