PARTY UP THE STREET - HARRY STYLES (AU)

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H A R R Y

f r i d a y
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"I don't know what to do." I admit to Zayn and he turns to me.

Another party was being thrown tonight, as per usual, but it hadn't started. I was actually laying on Zayns bed whilst he scrolled through his phone.

"What do you mean?" He throws his phone to the side.

"Phoebe hasn't spoken to me for a week. She's been ignoring my messages. I think... do you think she's realised that I'm not good enough?"

Zayn scoffs, "Harry what?"

"No, like... she lives in that house with her boyfriend. He paid for that house, he's offered a lot to her. I mean, he's a fucking cock but still, I can't offer her that."

"Your kindness is better than any of that, Harry." Zayn says, then screws up his face. "That's cringe. But she's not gonna stay with him for that. She don't seem that type."

I hum, resting my cheek on his bed as I lay on my front. "Her cars not on the drive."

"Maybe they split up."

"Why wouldn't she tell me though?" I ponder. She would tell me, right?

"Girls take a lot to open up." He shrugs.

"It's just... odd. I think she's gone off me. I am quite young for her. Don't wanna stop her life."

"Only by like, 6 years."

"Still."

"That means fuck all." Zayn tells me.

"I dunno, I'm gonna wait for her to message me."

"Do what you feel is right. Phoebes a sweet girl, I see it going somewhere." He says and I hum in agreement.

I sigh, "yeah, me too."

"And from the sounds of it, your sex life is good."

I blush and hide my face into the duvet.

"Ya know... she's changing you." He chuckles.

"What do you mean?" I ask in confusion.

"You don't act like some lad no more. Or an annoying cocky shit. And you never blush about fucking girls."

"I am a lad!" I exclaim and Zayn raises his eyebrows.

"Yeah, you are. But you're also not."

I huff, rolling my eyes. "She's only changing me for the better. I really like her."

"I didn't say she wasn't. She's good for you. I like her too." He says. "Ask her out on a date."

"I don't even know if she's broken up with her fucking boyfriend yet, hold your horses." We both laugh. "But I will once I know she's okay."

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1 1 p m

I hadn't gotten this drunk in a while. I could barely see straight.

"Fuck yeah!" I throw my hands in the air when I manage to get the ball in the cup. Zayn, Huxley and two other guys grabbed me as we cheered together, watching Tyrone down his cup of beer.

Once the beer pong was over, I was sat on the couch, chatting with a guy who I'd never seen before.

"Hi Harry!" A girl sits on the sofa beside me and puts her manicured hand on my arm.

"Hi." I pull my arm away from her.

"I'm sorry, I'm Klaudia did you want a drink?"