Two producers comes to Brown University to start a reality tv date show after the school won the raffle for the #SaveTheChildren Project in the start of the school year.
Zayn Malik has a crush on Harry Styles.
Harry has a crush on his best friend, N...
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Chapter 32: He Talked About It.
*Two Days Later*
"I farted in class today." Louis said throwing himself on the chair next to me at our table in the cafe.
I chuckled. "Hi to you too, Lou."
He put his head down. "My life is over." He mumbled. "I knew I shouldn't have eaten that burrtio Liam gave me earlier."
I patted his head slowly. "No, it's not over. I'm sure your farting will be forgotten about by tomorrow."
"Whatever." Louis said, lifting his head up. "Where is Liam? I'm going to kill him."
I shrugged. "I don't know where anyone is. Call him or text him."
He nodded. "So Malik, how'd you like your cake?" He asked after finishing his text to Liam.
I smiled. "It was really delicious."
Louis nodded eagerly. "I know right. Harry saved some for us and I was practically begging him to make more. He's so good at baking. You need to marry him. It's not every day you see a guy that dedicated."
I smiled thinking about that cute grin he always has on his face when he made us donuts. "He loves cooking so him being dedicated makes sense."
He looked down at his phone. "No, I met dedicated to you. He was asking so much questions because he wanted to make it perfect for you. You guys are so cute." He said poking my red cheeks.
I swatted his hand anyway, feeling my stomach erupt.
The last time I saw Harry was when he gave me that bracelet on my birthday. He wasn't in art class yesterday or the day before that. I texted him telling him how much I loved my gift and he just responded with many smiling emojis. That means he doesn't hate me right?
I want to speak about our break up. I've realized my own personal issues about Harry's sexual past needs to be addressed. I can't bury it deep down and just pretend I'm okay with it when I'm not.
But it's also not my place to judge him for stuff he did before he dated me. Maybe it's my ego that's getting in the way? The thought of Harry having sex with others before me just pisses me off. Which I know it shouldn't...
"Stop touching my face. And have you um...you know, seen Harry lately?" I asked Louis.
He showed me the text from Liam on his phone. "Liam told me he's at the diner with Harry."
I read over the text and knitted my eyebrows. "What? Since when did they hang out alone?"
Louis shrugged. "Eh, about a week ago I think. You went MIA on everyone, which I need to know why you did, I'm guessing he wanted to hang out with Liam."
