Me, Myself, and Harry Styles

Chapter Four

Elizabeth's POV 

Two weeks later 

Today I was going out with Drew. I felt bad about sleeping with him to get back at Harry, so, I agreed to go to the movies with him. I threw on a tank top with jeans and a plaid unbuttoned shirt. I really didn't feel like going, even though I knew Harry would most likely be there with one of his anorexic, snooty models. It's been three weeks since the blowout and all I can think about is Harry's face when he saw me and Drew together. "Don't think that way!" I scolded myself. "You're totally fine with Drew." I kept on telling myself lies about Harry. There was absolutely no way I could ever forget about him.

Harry's POV 

I knew it was wrong for me to listen to management and leave Liz the way I did for Anastasia. Don't get me wrong, Anastasia is really nice! I mean, she doesn't treat others the way she should, she's only in the relationship to launch her modeling career. I miss the spark that I had between Elizabeth and I. The way she would look at me, the way her words always sounded musical to me. Now the only way I ever see her is on E! News or in the studio. I really hate what she did to me, but I hate what we've become even more.

Drew's POV 

Tonight will be the night that I will set Liz free. I know she still loves Harry. I see the way her face lights up when she sees him in magazines or on the TV. I just have to let her go back to him. "If you truly love something, set it free. If it comes back to you, it's yours."

One month later

Julia's POV 

"Elizabeth's been a hot mess the past month," I told the interviewer.  

"Can you tell us who might've broken the young pop star's heart?" Alan Carr asked me. 

"Well, first it was Harry Styles and then her manager Drew Gilles." I gushed. 

"We'll no wonder the girls in depression, wanna drink?" Alan said. 

"Yes, thank you! Alan, anything you wanna know, I will tell you. Did you know that she even slept with Drew just to get back at Harry!" I gossiped. Alan was explaining what drink he had to offer for tonight while I was thinking about how pissed Elizabeth was gonna be.

Elizabeth's POV

My mouth dropped wide open when I heard the last words of the interview. I was splayed out across my couch in my new flat in L.A. Eleanor, my NEW bestie, and I were having a girls night in. (I met Eleanor at one of my concerts)  

"I can't believe the balls that bitch has!" Eleanor exclaimed." What ever happened between you two, anyway?"

*Flashback* 

It was a cold November day, Julia and I were outside drinking coffee. We were discussing one direction. 

"You know I never got over how you cheated on Harry!" Julia said. 

"You're joking, right?" I asked. 

"Nope! Liz, you have to realize the bad you've done in order to become a better person. I'm just trying to help you." 

"Yeah, cuz you are really helping right now!" I screamed at her. 

"It's not my fault you were a slut!" She yelled at me. I poured my coffee on her head and ran away crying.

*End of flashback*

"Well, she needs to take that stick out of her butthole!" Eleanor scrunched her nose up. 

I rolled my eyes at her and chuckled. We said our good nights as we were lulled to sleep by the soft hum of the television.

I woke up to a soft knock on my front door. 

"El, wake up!" I shook her awake. Her hair was totally screwed up and her make up was smeared all around her face. I presumed I looked the same. 

"I'll get the door," I said to her while getting up. 

I opened the door to a happy looking Louis. "Oh my god! Louis! I haven't seen you in forever!" I exclaimed while hugging him. 

"Oh my God! I missed you!" Eleanor tackled Louis to the floor, spreading kisses all over his face. 

"Lizard, El, I bring special news. Drum roll please..... we are going to Las Vegas!" Louis excitedly gushed. El started to squeal in happiness. I felt a smile creep onto my face that is, until the rest of One Direction walked through the door. They all piled onto my couch, all except Harry. We all got down to catching up. Fifteen minutes later, Harry came sauntering in the room.

"Miss me?" he bit his lip. I looked at Niall, who was throwing sympathetic glances my way. Zayn was on his phone, trying to avoid drama, and Liam was paying attention to Harry's expression. Harry sat down next to me on the couch across from the rest of the boys. I envied Eleanor, who was in the next room over, getting ready. 

"So, Harry, what have you been up to lately?" I was trying to initiate a decent conversation

"Uh, you know, just sleeping around and getting drunk. What about you?" he winked.

"Well, being currently single, I've been doing the exact same thing. Except, more frequently." I shot back.

"Aww, you think that I care?" he pouted his bottom lip, smirking.

"Aww, you think that your opinion matters to me?" I mimicked his expression. Liam whistled a low note. 

"Well," Eleanor waltzed into the room,"What did I miss?" we all chuckled nervously.