"Do you know who Victoria is?"
"Victoria...?" Harry questions, turning his attention away from the beautiful view in front of him and on to me.
"I don't know her last name," I mumble awkwardly, feeling pathetic and useless. This was none of my business anyway, I shouldn't have even brought it up. But, I want answers, I am slightly intreguied.
"I watch as Harry's face begins to slowly snap into realisation, his eyes widening ever so slightly and his mouth forming an 'O' shape. "Where did you hear that name?"
"I-it doesn't matter." Shaking my head, I turn away from Harry to act like I was interested in the view before me. Harry lets out a heavy sigh from besides me, clearly showing that he is frustrated with me.
"Tell me," He grabs both of my wrists, not in an aggressive way, a gentle way and holds them up between us. I try to pull away but his grip is so strong, so I give up. "Tell me and I'll let you go, don't tell me and I'll never let go."
"Alright!" I give into him, although I don't think that I would mind if Harry held me forever. "When I was in the car earlier, I found a phone which I thought must be Liam's'. I was planning on giving it back to him...when a text came up from a girl called 'Victoria'...I'm sorry, I feel like an idiot and I never should have picked it up in the first place." Harry drops my hands as soon as I stop talking, as if he is in shock at my words.
"W..what did the text say?" He dares to ask and I take a deep breath in, before releasing it into the rough wind.
"Something along the lines of 'last night was fun' with a winky face," I say and Harry begins to laugh. "What?"
"It's just...she typed a winky face!" He laughs again and I don't understand what is making him so hytsterical. "Who in 2014 doesn't have emojis! Ah, that's hilarious,"
"Harry, stop!" I exclaim although I join him in laughing, I can't help but laugh when he laughs, it's contagious. "This is serious!"
"Honestly, babe, we should just stay out of his business." Harry turns serious, his laughter has died down now.
"But Emma..."
"He'll realise soon enough that Emma is the one for him, he just takes a long time to catch on." He smiles as he talks about his friend and how clueless he must be. "You never found a phone in the car, okay?"
"Okay," I agree with him, although it will take me a long time to forget about it. It'll be hard to be around Emma, with him acting like the sweetest boyfriend in the entire world, when he has a different story behind closed doors.
"We should head back and find Niall," Harry says, sending a half smile in my direction. I nod in reply, turning quickly and dropping my half drunk hot chocolate into the bin, it's cold now.
"Found him," I say as me and Harry begin walking back down the pier. The lanky giant was stood talking to a girl, that's when I realised that it was the girl from earlier, the one that Niall walked into. I grab Harry's wrist to stop him from walking forward, not wanting to interrupt Luke and his lady friend.
"Who's that?"
"Niall bumped into her earlier, I knew he liked her! Damn, I'm good," I say, feeling proud of myself, even though it wasn't me that set them up together. I watch as Niall bends down slightly, due to him being taller than the girl, and whispers something in her ear. She giggles, covering her mouth with her hand.
"What do you think he said?" Harry asks, crossing his arms over his chest, maybe trying to warm himself up since the wind had gotten pretty strong.
