Lexi's POV
Why won't he just give it up? It's been 6 and a half days since I heard him profess his love for some other whore. 109 text messages and 82 missed calls. He knows I'm ignoring him but he can't figure out why, the idiot. Everything just got better, why did he have to go fuck it up? As I drag myself out of bed and into the kitchen, if you can even call it that, for my true love, coffee, I catch a glance in the mirror. I look like hell on legs. My god, I look horrid. I have no makeup to cover my red and puffy eyes, my hair is matted and resembles what used to be a pony tail. I'm dressed in an oversized shirt and my panties. Hell on legs. I make a pot of coffee and as I'm waiting for the water to boil there's pounding on my door. I groan and shuffle to the door. I open it and quickly try to cover up the shocked expression that is undoubtedly on my face.
"What the fuck, Lexi?!" He exclaims.
"I'm sorry, do I know you?" I say coolly. He cannot come waltzing back here and expect me to jump into his arms.
"Lex..." He pleads. Does he even know why I'm mad?!
"What do you want?" I demand.
"I want to know why my girlfriend has been ignoring me and is evidently pissed at me!" He basically yells.
"MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH SOME OTHER GIRL?! DID YOU EVER THINK OF THAT? DID YOU EVER THINK MAYBE I WAS SMART ENOUGH TO FIGURE IT OUT?!" My voice breaks on the last word. I don't know when I started crying, but I can't stop it now.
He looks utterly baffled. Not baffled like a deer in headlights, baffled like he has no idea what I'm talking about and I should be taken to and asylum ASAP.
"What are you talking about?" He asks softly. He takes a step forward to wipe away one of the many tears that won't stop rolling down my cheeks.
"Please..." I whisper. "Don't." I take a step back and he looks like someone punched him in the gut.
"A week ago I went to your room really late because I couldn't sleep and I wanted to see you. I was about to open the door a-and I heard voices. You were telling some other girl how much you love her." I look down and continue quietly.
"You haven't even said that to me." I choke out before the tears start again.
Harry's POV
What the hell is she talking about? Love some other girl? As if. I'm falling for this girl so hard that I don't know if I could stop, even if I wanted to. Oh. My.... Fuck!
"Lex...That was Lily." I tell her gently. She stumbles backwards and her tears flow more. It's all I can do right now not to wipe away those tears and hold her and tell her everything is going to be okay.
"No, no, no." I assure her. "I don't love Lily. I-I was practicing." I explain.
"Practicing for what..." She asks slowly. Her voice... her voice makes me feel whatever she's feeling. She pulled me out of the dark, made me confront my demons. She's it for me. I have to tell this girl how fucking much I love her...
"You. I wanted to tell you." I breathe. She laughs. She laughs at me! She is fucking laughing at me! I'm about to turn to leave when she collapses in my arms. I can't tell if she's laughing or crying, maybe both, but she's gorgeous.
"I'm so sorry, Harry. I thought...I thought---" She starts, but I cut her off.
"I know, I know." She blushes. She looks adorable like this. Messy hair, no makeup, big shirt. The shirt...fucking hell. Is she trying to get herself pregnant? She stretches and I see the bottom of her lace panties...fuck. I lean my forehead against hers.
"I fucking love you. So fucking much, Lex, so fucking much." She presses her lips against mine in a short, sweet, kiss.
"You're so gorgeous without even trying and you always know the right thing to say and you're just so amazing that I don't know how I got lucky enough to be with you." I say in a blurb of words only she could distinguish.
"I love you too much for my own health." I continue "You pulled me out of the dark and made me confront my demons and I would be nothing without you." I tell her, my forehead still against hers.
"I know I may be coming on strong but you're it for me, Lex. It's just you. I've never loved anyone this much. Even...Yeah." I cut myself off, I'm not ready to tell her about him just yet. "You don't have to say it back I just wanted you to know how I feel and---"
She presses her lips against mine and I respond quickly. She pulls away too soon.
"I love you." She whispers. I can breathe. I can breathe, again.
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Pass, Sex, Hit (A Harry Styles AU)
Roman d'amourWhat happens when Lexi, a girl who gets around that has never had a boyfriend, and Harry, a nice guy who hasn't said 'I love you' in over 5 years, paths cross? Is their love written in the stars? Or their stars crossed? Lily, Lexi's best friend, is...
