Little Louder Now (Harry Styles/One direction fanfic)

Chapter 40: Harry's arse gets around

Remember readers that this is a FICTION story.  I took some liberties with character's personalities.  I love both TW and 1D.  Hope you like it and remember to comment and vote please.  I put a lot of effort into this one and managed to update even though I have my exit exam tomorrow.  And as Niall would say "tanks" for helping me get over 5,ooo reads!

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Chapter 40:  Harry's arse gets around

*Nathan's POV*

I had been walking towards Tesco to pick up some munchies and a case or two of beers for the lads and I.  We had spent a long day in the studio recording and trying to write some new songs for our next album.  All of us wanted to just sit and relax after our hard day of work, but it was put to a vote and I was forced to go out and get the evenings supplies.  I was frustrated by it but decided it must be fate when I was passing by one of our favorite pubs close to our flat where I saw Olivia standing, talking into her mobile happily. 

"We didn't have sex!" she shrieked, causing two women who were walking close to her to scowl.  I stood there and waited patiently for her to end her phone call, with a smug expression on my face.

Ollie hung up her phone and turned around hastily to re-enter the pub, but as she wasn't paying close attention.  She slammed into me instead, dropping her mobile.  Being this close to her again was getting my heart pumping and my adrenaline flowing.  I watched intently as the gorgeous girl in front of me snatched her phone off the pavement and stood up, her eyes almost level with my own.

"Nathan," Ollie squeaked.  "Wh-what are you doing here?" she stuttered in surprise.

"Running an errand love," I replied with a smile.  Ollie's expression immediately changed from shock to anger, her pink lips forming a frown.

"Don't call me 'love'.  That term of endearment is reserved for close friends and my boyfriend," she spat at me furiously.  She looked hot when she was angry, her delicate brows knitted together.

"Ah yes, your boyfriend," I smiled.  "The boyfriend you 'haven't had sex with'," I said, raising my voice and impersonating her spazing out in happiness.  Ols glared at me, unimpressed with my performance.  "If he's your boyfriend, why are you so glad you didn't sleep with him?"

"None of you're goddamned business Sykes," she fumed while folding her arms in front of her chest.

"Maybe you were thinking about someone else?" I asked, smirking.

"What you are insinuating is completely insane.  I know you're trying to hint that I was thinking of you and there is no fucking way that's possible" Olivia said getting more pissed off by the second.

"So the supposed sex god Styles can't seal the deal?" I laughed, tilting my head back.  I cleared my throat after my chuckling died out.  I stepped even closer to Ollie.  I could smell her citrusy perfume wafting off of her.  It brought back memories of the times we had spent together during our 7 month relationship.  I put my lips close to her ear and said "how long did it take me to get with you?  Definitely less time than you've been living with One direction."

She shoved me away from her roughly.  "How was I ever attracted to a prick like you?" she questioned, tears starting to spring to her eyes.  "You make me feel like such a whore.  I loved you when I first met you and now I regret even seeing your face.  Not only do I have to deal with you because you're in a band with my brother, but you're also ruining my current relationship."

"You can't blame me for everything like that," I said in frustration.  "I'm glad you haven't slept with that dumbass.  I'm doing everything I can to prove to you that I care and want you back."