Harry Styles One Shot Collections

The Set Up - Part 4

"Hypotheical, my ass!" Gemma smirked crossing her arms as she watched the two of you quickly remove yourselves from one another with lipstick both smeared across your faces.

Both of you glanced at the other, trying to form an explanation, but it was obvious neither one of you could come up with anything.

"Uh, hey, Gem, what are you doing here?" You asked while Harry tried wiping off the lipstick residue from his lips.

"I could ask my brother the same thing," she smirked.

"Unlike my sister, I actually asked before coming over," Harry pointed out. "Why are you here?"

"Well, I thought I'd stop by to check in on my best friend and find out why I had to find out she went on a date with my brother on a podcast!" She said.

"Technically, I didn't say who it was that I went out with," you said.

"Yeah, well, it was him, obviously," she said.

"You know, could we like, I don't know not have this fucking conversation in the hallway," Harry muttered.

"But it's okay for you to having a fucking snogging fest in the hallway," she smirked pushing herself into the flat.

"How did you even get inside?" Harry asked while you closed the door.

"I've got the code," She smirked.

"She's checked in on my place when I've traveled," you shrugged.

"Is something burning?" Gemma sniffed.

"Shit!" You groaned rushing to the kitchen.

The pasta you were making was now stuck to the pan and the veggies in the skillet were shriveled up and blackened.

"So, who wants pizza?" You asked.

"I'll make the call," Harry sighed grabbing his phone from his pocket.

While he was off doing that, Gemma walked over to you as you tried cleaning th pans.

"Seriously, why didn't you tell me?" She groaned.

"Because maybe we were waiting to make sure this actually went somewhere," you said.

"That's understandable, I guess, but still," she said. "I asked you and you said nothing!"

"I didn't say nothing," you said. "I just omitted some of what had happened."

"Same fucking thing!" She groaned. "You always tell me everything."

"This is different," you sighed.

"I know, I know, but I already told you," she said. "Everything we talk about is confidential between you and I."

"Lay off it, Gem," Harry rolled his eyes. "I didn't tell you either and for good reason."

"Like what?" she asked looking over at him.

"Besides the fact that you want to know everything going on between us, you're just boasting about the fact that you were right," he said. "Quit frankly I'm surprised you haven't actually uttered those words yet."

"What was that?" She smirked.

"For fuck's sake, I'm not saying it again," he said.

"No, no, I think you should," she said. "Because you don't say it as often as you should."

"Don't you have somewhere to be?" He groaned.

"Not when there's pizza on the way," She smirked. "Ooh, is that wine. I'll grab some glasses."