Harry Styles One Shot Collections

The Set Up Part 2

Harry sighed at his sister's words. He knew that should never set him up with someone that wasn't a good person, but he just wanted to find someone naturally. Then again, how many times had he gone out with someone through mutual friends, so why would this be different just because he was his sister and his mother behind it.

Looking over at you, chatting and laughing with the man at the bar. His annoyance level was beginning to rise and he didn't know why. Maybe it was because he was slightly jealous. He wouldn't say he was a shallow man, but as with most human beings he noticed how beautiful you were. Your smile and what little bit of your laugh he could hear brought a smile to his lips.

"Go and talk to her," Gemma said. "Just have a few minutes of a chat. We'll be leaving soon anyway, so might as well get it over with now."

He rolled his eyes, downing the rest of his drink and handing the empty glass to Gemma.

"Oi, what am I supposed to do with this?" She asked.

He shrugged with a smirk before making his way over towards you and the man. When he approached the two of you, he cleared his thought, making both of you look over at him.

"Uh, hey, Y/N," he smiled.

"Hey," you smiled back looking over at him.

"I uh, I hate to interrupt," Harry started.

"It's uh, it's okay," Alex said. "When you said you came here with a friend, I didn't realize-"

"Oh, we're not-"you started, but he had already excused himself.

"Sorry," Harry winced.

"It's fine," you said. "So, did you need to tell me something? Is Gemma ready to leave?"

"Actually, I wanted to talk to you," he said. "I thought since I invited you to come along, it would be rude of me not to."

You sighed, looking at him, "Before we continue this, can I ask you something?"

"Sure," he said cocking his head to the side in confusion a bit.

"Are you only doing this because Gemma put you up to this?" You asked.

"So, you know about the whole set up thing, too?" He asked.

"I knew it," you sighed. "You know what, you don't have to take pity on me for your sister. In fact, I shouldn't even be here right now. I'll just go and you can carry on about your night."

You grabbed you jacket and hopped off the stool to make your way towards the door, when he grabbed your arm. You stopped, feeling this weird sensation in your body from his touch. You turned around to look at him. You two were standing closer than you had been all night.

"I'm not taking pity on you," he said softly. "Do you want to know the real reason I came over to talk to you?"

You sighed shaking your head, "Why?"

"Because when I saw you talking to that guy, I was a bit jealous," he whispered.

"Okay, you're drunk," you said. "And if you're just looking for someone to fuck tonight, you need to look somewhere else."

You went to leave again, but he pulled you back. "I'm not-Okay, maybe I'm a little bit drunk, but I'm not looking for someone to fuck tonight."

You rolled your eyes, "So, what? You saw me talking to some guy and got jealous, for god only knows and now what? You don't even know me."

"Exactly," he sighed. "I don't even know you, yet I got fucking jealous over someone else talking to you because I wanted to be the one to talk to you."