Ditching The Playboy /// H.S Fanfiction Sequel

Deep

(He-said)

That was the hardest. The most I've ever tried for a girl. The first I've ever sang to a girl, to anyone. My stage fright is the reason I'd use the cool guy act to get out of presentations. I hated being on stage in front of people.

When she turned me down I didn't know what to think, what to say, but just give up. I wanted to give up, because when she turned me down it gave me a feeling no other girl has given me when I've gotten rejected.
Why does she give me this feeling like no one other? Why couldn't I have realized this earlier?

Walking back to my house I ran straight to my room, and slammed to door. Not even three minutes to myself there was a knocking on the door. Couldn't anyone just leave me alone?

"Go away!"

"Oi, don't speak to your best mate that way!" That familiar voice, and English accent yelled through the door. I rushed towards the door opening it to see those sea blue eyes staring at me, his hair different now, it's up kind of like Zayn's, but different.

"Louis!"

"Harry!"

We hugged, and entered my room, he laid on my bed as if it was his house. It's normal, we're like brothers. I just sat at my computer chair tempted to just watch some more of Serena's videos on YouTube. I felt so stupid, like an idiot for not realizing how amazing of a person she is. So different, and unique, looking at the world with such fascination in everything, even in the most ugliest of things.

"What's got your panties in a twist?" Louis asked all of a sudden. It was so random I chuckled. "What are you talking about?" I kind of didn't want Louis to know. He knows me as Harry; the towns player, but he also knew my backstory, at how my family was poor, and I had a job to help them. He knew my soft and mean side. This would just add onto another thing to stuff he can use against me one day.

"Let me guess... Hmm... A girl?" The biggest smirk grew on his lips as he realizes from my shocked face that he got it right. "Really!? I was just kidding! Who is she!?"

"Shut up Louis."

"What's her name?"

"Stop."

"Age."

"Louis."

"Height."

"What?"

"Wow. The Harry Styles getting upset over a girl. I need to capture this."

"Louis I said stop."

"Bloody hell, I don't have my phone on me."

"LOUIS!"

"Say cheese!" He took out a camera and quickly snapped a picture of me, catching me off guard.

"Haha, very funny... Her names Serena."

"So why are you so frustrated over her?"

"When I moved here she was sweet, until I actually got to know her. She stalked me, followed me around like a lost puppy everywhere. I hated it, and would think of every excuse to get her away. One day she blew up at me, and kissed me. She was so angry she claimed that she was through with loving me, and ran out crying."

His face was filled with surprise, shock, and confusion. It was written all over his face, and waving through his eyes that he had a million questions.

"You got her away, so why are you mad?"

"Because I thought I knew her. It wasn't her who stalked me, I stalked her. I didn't realize I was crazy over her until I actually got to know her. I didn't realize I love her until she stopped loving me..."

This effect Serena has over me is driving me insane. Is this what it was like when I was pushing her away? Did I make her go through this much pain? I would take it back if I could, no one deserves to feel like this. Louis still stared at me, this time all there was, was shock. I get why. I even shocked myself, all these deep emotion talk is new for me. Me chasing after her, and having her ditch me is new. These feelings she gives me, are the most new and painful thing of them all.

"Wow man."

I nodded. That's what I thought as well, wow. Thinking back to my situation that's all there is left to say, all that you can say.

"I'm not sure if I mentioned this before, but I got a girl now. Her names Eleanor, and she's perfect for me, beautiful, silly, childish, just everything I could wish for in a girl."

"Thanks mate, I feel much better now."

"Just listen. I didn't get her without blood, sweat, and tears. She didn't think I was even existence, she hated me. I tried my best, I got knocked down one to many times, but I still kept going, and now I'm here."

"So you suggest I don't give up?"

"Yup."

"I didn't plan on it." I said with such a confident smirk running out the door.