/two weeks later;ariana's pov/
"I'm so glad we're hanging out again." I smile at my old best friend, Jenna.
"I know, it's been forever." She says as we walk into the dark room.
We're going to the club for old times sake, and just to dance and have a few drinks. A few.
We find ourselves a high table and sit down right by the stage.
"So how is everything?" I ask her, yelling over the music.
"Good, I have a boyfriend now, finally." She lets out a deep breath.
"What's his name?" I squirm.
"Liam, he's such a nice guy." She swoons.
"What about you? Any guys?" She asks.
"Yea, kind of, I kissed my friend Harry the other week, well he kissed me." I explain.
"Ooh, are you guys dating?"
"No, not officially I don't think." I look around.
"That would be so cool if you did, then you, Harry, Liam, and I could go on a double date!" She squeals as the waiter comes to our table.
"Would you like any drinks, or food ladies?" He asks.
"I'll have a Long Island." I say.
"I'll have a coke." She instructs.
"I'll be right back with those." He smiles and walks off into the crowd of people.
I casually look around, people watching as always. I always find myself doing that when I feel uncomfortable.
I'm not sure why I feel uneasy, I've known Jenna my whole life.
"Here you are." He hands us our drinks and walks away.
"Oh." I laugh and take a sip from mine.
As the next song starts playing, I see Harry walk in.
"Hey, that's him." I point to him walking through the crowd.
"Who, your 'boyfriend'?" She laughs.
"Kinda." I laugh along.
"Which one?" She looks over everyone.
"Curly long hair, cute one." I motion towards the back section of booths as she spots him.
"Oh he's cute." She winks at me.
The second she winked at me, a girl with light lavender hair sits with him in the booth.
"What the hell!" I yell.
"What, what's wrong?" She asks.
"Did you see that girl sit with him?"
"Where?"
"Lavender hair." I clench my jaw.
"Oh, damn." She squints her eyes.
"Go beat that asshole up." She encourages me.
"Oh I will." I slam my drink down, making my way over to him.
"Harry!" I yell, surely getting his attention and the girls.
"A-Ari?" He stutters.
"Yea, what the fuck?" I yell.
"Shhh." He looks around.
"Don't fucking shh me! Come outside with me right now!" I grab his forearm with all my strength, pulling him through the dancing figures.
We walk through the front door and outside.
"What the hell?" I cry out.
"What?" He acts as if he knows nothing.
I swear I saw him kiss her cheek when they sat down. I know what I saw.
"Really! I saw you kiss that girls cheek and you're having dinner with her! What the fuck was the whole boat thing then you asshole!" I push his chest, letting the tears fall.
"Are you crazy?" He yells.
"No, but you are!"
"Me? How!" The veins pop from his forehead.
"You fucking take me on a cute date, say you love me and all this shit, which is probably all a lie, come here with a girl and fucking kiss her!" I scream.
"Yea I did take you on a date and I do l-love you, I think." His voice lowers.
"You think?!" I scream even louder.
"Oh ok, you don't fucking tell someone you love them if you don't!" The tears are streaming now.
"I didn't-"
"Yes you did. Don't. Don't play with my emotions Harry. Just don't. If you want to go fuck that girl, and kiss her, or tell you that you love her, go ahead!" I wipe the tear from my cheek.
"What? Hell no!" He yells.
"Why would I do that?"
"I don't know, because you obviously came to dinner with her, and kissed her. Hey, why don't we tell little innocent Ari we love her then break her heart? Not cool." I push past him and back into the bar.
"Hey, wait." He runs after me, grabbing my shoulder.
"Get away from me!" I scream.
"No, let me talk!" He tries to get me to listen but I fucking won't.
"No! You've already said enough. I'm done fucking talking to you." I sob and walk back out the door.
I text Jenna I left and to come outside of she wants.
I'm done.
/harry's pov/
Fuck. I let her go.
She fucking ran right past me, and being the asshole I am, I let her walk out.
"Fuck!" I scream, kicking the wall.
I fucked up so bad! Why am I such a piece of shit?
I finally find a girl I love, who loves;
loved me;
and let her go all because of an old friend?
I didn't freak out when I found out her and Niall were friends. Besides, the girl I'm with, fucking Sara, has a boyfriend.
What the fuck do I do with my life?
If only I was smart and just came out and fucking told her she had a boyfriend in the first place!
Now I'm stuck in a shitty bar with this girl who I hate to see right now, fucking crying my eyes out.
I wipe my eyes but the tears keep falling. I really fucking love her.
Did I just let another one escape from my life?
How fucking new.
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