(MOMENTARILY ON HOLD) The Other Girl (Harry Styles)

Chapter Six

I kind of left it at a cliffhanger last time... yeah... okay so now, enjoy! LOTS of stuff happening in the rest of the book, but the next few chapters are going to be fillers. Remember guys, London doesn't have feelings for Harry... yet... and Harry just doesn't realise that he has feelings for London. Oh, and I can't do the trailer, but I will upload a lyric video of the song as I wrote it specially for The Other Girl! The lyrics of the song are featured in THIS CHAPTER!!! Please read the chappie now, and enjoy!

CLJ x

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Chapter Six

LONDON'S POV

"C-Chloe...?" I stammer, paralysed. Numbly, I start to stumble towards her, sitting curled up on the bed. Her smirk widens. "Give me a moment, London." She pulls out her iPhone and snaps a picture of the page I wrote all my secrets on. "Okay, you can have it back now. Some interesting things you've got written in there. The boys, especially Harry, would FREAK if they knew, wouldn't they?"

Her nonchalant tone scares me. She's inspecting her perfect fingernails as if they're the most amusing things in the world; the smirk on her face never vanishes. I snatch the diary from her hands and hold it close to me, feeling like bursting into tears for the millionth time that day.

"Chloe, please don't do this," I beg, tears beginning to slip out of the corner of my eyes. Chloe just looks at me, faintly amused, and says, "Why wouldn't I?"

"Because – because..." I can't get my words out. I'm completely tongue-tied. Now that Chloe knows those secrets–– "I'm starting to reconsider being friends with you, London," she says, just as I think the exact same thing. "I didn't know you used to have anorexia? And that you have minor––"

"London? Chloe? We're going to order pizza, any demands?" says Liam, coming into the room. Chloe's smile widens maliciously and my heart stops. Chloe jumps off the bed delicately and says in a sweetly innocent tone, "Hey, Liam, can I tell you something really, really interesting?"

"Okay, sure," says Liam, puzzled. I open my mouth to scream at Chloe to stop, to tell Liam to leave, to say something. But I can't. I'm frozen. I'm shocked. Chloe stalls, playing with her hair, inspecting her nails again. Finally she opens her mouth and says slowly, "Did you know that London..."

I find my voice and start to yell, but it comes out as a hoarse moan that sounds dead, zombie-ish, yet strangely sexual. Chloe finishes, "...likes olives on her pizza? How gross is that?" I freeze again, unable to understand what just happened. When I finally realise that Chloe didn't blab, I'm struck with a question – why didn't she?

Liam backs out of the room like we're lunatics and closes the door. "Why didn't you tell him?" I demand suspiciously. Chloe laughs slightly. "You sound like you almost want me to tell them. Well, Miss Genius, if I just spilled all your secrets to them, they'd think I'm a bitch, wouldn't they? Oh, and this is way more fun. You're all scared, it's so funny."

Her laugh stings me. I curl my hands in fists. Chloe's laugh stops abruptly and her eyes glitter. "Oh, you wouldn't, London," she says, in a voice like honey. "You wouldn't dare."

And she's right. My hands uncurl and I storm out of the room, grabbing my bag on the way. That's it. I've had enough. Slamming the door behind me, ignoring Chloe's soft laughter, I press the down button of the lift with shaking fingers and watch the boys stare at me dumbfoundedly as the doors close. I head to ground floor and start walking as fast as I can out of there without looking suspicious. I'm still shaking, and the tears won't stop, which is weird because it feels like my heart is completely dry.