Harry's POV

"Niall," I state once he picks up, "I need you to come get me."

"Where were you today? And Jamie? I thought Alexis was gonna blow," he chuckles.

"I was with Jamie, and I need you to come get me from her house."

"Can't you drive yourself?" he suggests.

"You took my car," I remind him.

"Oh, yeah... fine, okay. Be there in fifteen."

I hang up the phone and sit down at the end of Jamie's driveway. I run my hands through my unruly hair and sigh as I think about what I'm doing. She's a fucking puzzle. She kisses me, then she tells me she wants nothing to do with me. She takes me to meet her daughter, then she just wants to take me home. I hear the muffled voices from behind her house and can't resist going towards them. As I creep around the edge of the house, the words come into focus.

"... Thinks he knows everything. Little does he know," I hear Jamie say.

"They always think they're getting to you," Nathan laughs, "Little does he know, indeed."

I listen as they all walk into her house and close the door. What does that mean? They always? Who is they? It sounds like she's had other guys interested, but didn't she tell me that it had been a long time and last time it all went wrong? I shake my head to clear the many questions buzzing through my mind and go back to sit down and wait for Niall.

Notes

This is so short... I'm so sorry, I'll update later.