One and Only (Harry Styles)

Chapter 11

Harry’s POV

When I was at Starbucks I couldn’t help but remember my encounter with Beyoncé there so I got her a drink and wrote I’m Sorry on the cup hoping she would finally call it truce with me and we could actually get to know each other.

For some reason my nerves began to accumulate as I got closer to the studio. When I walked in and saw her she looked so pretty even though she seemed stressed.

Her whole persona changed when I handed her the coffee. Her eyes didn’t look like she wanted to kill me.  I was so happy when she thanked me for the drink. I turned to get back to work but I didn’t want her to see that I was blushing. It felt weird blushing since I really hadn’t felt like this since I was 16.

I felt like a little kid that gets all mushy around his crush.  Niall seemed so pumped which made work so much fun. The track was coming together so great.

When we were done I was just as excited as Niall but he seemed to not be able to contain his excitement. As we got closer to Beyoncé I started to fix my hair because I felt a bit insecure that I must have looked like a mess.  

She looked at both of us very attentive but she only seemed to focus on Niall as he spoke and he invited her to listen to the track.

She seemed shy and flattered by Niall’s words which made me a bit jealous especially since she hadn’t said anything about my little message on the cup yet.

I observed her and she seemed to get nervous and she tried to avoid looking at me. Was I being the third wheel? Maybe she wanted me to leave so she could be alone with Niall.  

The way she asked if we wanted to go eat dinner seemed odd because she never was in loss of words, she was trying to be kind and include me. It hurt. I didn’t want to make her feel obligated to include me so I denied her offer.

Niall eagerly accepted, of course he would be eager he wanted to be with her.  Niall insisted in taking me but Beyoncé expression didn’t seem like she was eager to have me around so I lied.  

I watched them leave and couldn’t help but feel a bit sad.  After I went to eat I stopped by a club that a few of my friends were at and I met Tiffany.  

She was all over me and I flirted with her just so I could keep my mind off of Beyoncé.  I took Tiffany back to my flat but she ended up passing out in the restroom because she was completely wasted.  

That was the icing on the cake, that day just seemed to go downhill.   I slept into the afternoon and was awaken by the smell of something burning. I got up and ran to the kitchen to find what seemed like charcoal burning on the stove. 

I turned off the stove and threw the pan in running water. Tiffany came running from the bathroom. “Oh my goodness! I didn’t think I was in the shower for that long!”.  

I looked at her quite annoyed. “I need a drink!” I yelled. I went to change and got my keys. I couldn’t just leave her there since she almost burned down my house so I tilted my head towards the door.

Once we were in the car I noticed a Starbucks cup in my car. “I hope you don’t mind but I borrowed your car to go back to my flat to get clothes and I stopped by Starbucks on the way back” .

I just rolled my eyes because I wasn’t in the mood. At the pub we drank until I let loose and started enjoying Tiffany’s company.

We must have been really tipsy because I couldn’t stop laughing at all the stupid things she was ranting on. I noticed what time is was and I picked up Tiffany and started walking to the studio.

We strolled the streets laughing and giggling and we walked into the studio a bit late.  Beyoncé looked so furious when she saw us but I didn’t care I wanted her to have a bad day just like she made my night terrible.  

In the recording booth I felt like a jackass because I couldn’t focus and kept slurring some words.

The producers seemed annoyed and I couldn’t blame them because we had been working way overtime. By the time we were done I had sobered up a bit but I felt like I had to get some fresh air.

Once I got the hallway I had forgotten about Tiffany. I didn’t know what got into her but she started kissing me and forcing her tongue into my mouth.  

I tried to take her off me but Beyoncé bumped into me making me push Tiffany into the wall.  I didn’t really care that she ran into me because it made Tiffany stop kissing me but I froze when she said she had a date.

Tiffany started going off about Beyoncé and calling her names. “That’s enough!” I yelled. “Tiffany this isn’t going to work out” I sighed. She was annoying me but most of all I wasn’t going to let her talk about Beyoncé.

She didn’t take the news well and started shouting and getting crazy but I just walked away because Beyoncé was the only person on my mind. As I walked back to the pub to get my car I wondered who she could be on a date with.

Niall ? I text him immediately. What are you doing? I waited anxiously until he responded. Nothing just chilling at home waiting for my Chinese food to get here!! 

I felt so relieved that Beyoncé wasn’t with him but then I started wondering who was the bloke she was with.  The next day I got to work early hoping she was there already but there was no sign of her.  

Once the lads got there I tried to stay in the conversation but I noticed that Niall and Beyoncé weren’t there.

I started to worry that maybe they did go on a date together, but Niall wouldn’t lie to me. He said he was home.

Just then the door opened and they both walked in together.  Just as Louis yelled I looked at her and knew I was right. Niall and Beyoncé had gone on a date. Niall lied to me.

Beyoncé also had slept with Niall because she had his sweater on and the same jeans she wore the day before. I felt so crush.   I watched her in disbelief and I felt like I was ready to burst.  

When she spoke to me her tone was so cold and harsh. I couldn’t take looking at her anymore and I just needed some air.