Harry's POV
"What?" Her question got me off guard. The truth is that she's always acting like a bitch and a know it all.

"I asked you why you hate me so much?"

"I heard you the first time!" I snapped.

"you're just always acting like a know it all bitch, then you spilt your food on me, and you're rude." I shrug. This whole "Lets talk shit out" thing is really getting on my nerves. When Louis comes back he better be ready for my fist to connect with his jaw.

"I've already apologized or spilling my food on you, and you're the rude one here Harry!" She fired back. Damn. The fucking nerve of this girl. Can't she just shut up? I decided I didn't feel like talking to her anymore so I just ignored her and took out my phone.

"Yeahhh maa-te?" Louis slurred on the other line.

"Get your drunk ass home. Now Louis." I growled.

"Oh come on lad, we're having fun. How's Kylie?" Although I cant see his face I'm pretty sure he's smirking.

"Fuck you!" I yelled and hung up before he could reply. My eyes travelled to a guitar in the corner.

"Whose is that?" I pointed towards the guitar.

"That's mine."

"You play?" I didn't know she played.

"Oh umm yeah." She looked uncomfortable.

"How long have you been playing for?"

"Well I took lessons when I was 7 till I was 9, but I quit. Two years ago I taught myself how to play the guitar again."

"What made you want to paly again?" My curiosity is getting the best of me. Not that I give a shit, I just want to know.

"Harry that's a big part of my life that I'm not ready to talk about yet."

Kiely's POV
I felt the tears threatening to fall but i pushed them back for now. I can't cry in front od Harry.

"Wow. I don't eve.." He was cut off by the door opening and in stumbled a very drunk Louis followed by the others.

"Hey Kylie. Was Harry a good boy?" His voice was shaky. By the looks of it he was the drunkest one out of the group.

"Hey mate, you okay?" Liam stepped in.

"I'm fine." He yelled and ran off to his room.

"Liam you didn't drink?" I asked wanting to change the subject.

"No. I was the driver." He slightly smiled.

"Did you guys fight while we were gone? I told Louis this was a bad idea, but he wasn't buying it."

"Yeah, but we managed to have a few normal conversations too." I shrugged like it was no big deal. Just then the door flew open revealing Zayn and Perrie making out.

"Aheemm." Blake cleared his throat in an attempt to let them know they're not alone in the room. They didn't stop and instead Zayn backed Perrie up against the wall still kissing the shit out of her.

"Eww. Get a room." Angel yelled throwing a pillow at them.

"Oh. Sorry guys." Perrie blushed a deep red. Zayn tugged on her hand and pulled her into their room.

"Hey Kylie." Blake gave me a peck on the cheek, then giving me a hug.

"Hey Blake."

"How was your 'night' with Harry?" He made sure to put quotes around the word "night"

"Fine, I still don't like him though." He shook his head and chuckled.

"Goodnight Kylie. Come get me if you need anything."

"Thanks Blake. Goodnight." I decided to call it a night and go to bed since it was 3 in the morning. I walked into the bathroom and quickly brushed my teeth before going back to my room and changing into my pj's. I was exhausted from everything that's happened today but I couldn't fall asleep. The events of tonight kept playing in my head. This is the nicest Harry's been to me since I first saw him. I remembered the patio that Harry and I's room share and got up from my bed to go outside. It was a cold night in Paris, but the cool breeze felt refreshing.

"What are you doing out here?" A deep voice startled me.

"Harry?" It was too dark out here to see anything and I wasn't expecting him to be out here.

"Yeah. What are you doing out here?" He repeated his question when I didn't answer him.

"I couldn't fall asleep, so I came out here." I timidly replied when he turned the little light on.


"Same." Was all he said. I wrapped the blanket I had brought out with me around myself, and got comfortable on the ground. after a few minutes of silence Harry spoke up.


"The view's nice."

"It's beautiful!" I agreed with him, looking down at the Eifel tower.

"Do you like London?" His question surprised me but I didn't make a comment about it.

"Yeah. Its nice. I miss New York though. I miss studying every night and doing all of my homework ahead of time." I admitted earning a smile from him. Weird. He's being so nice. TOO nice.

"You need to let go sometimes. You're too..."

"Uptight." We both said at the same time. I started laughing at the coincidence and he joined me.

"I'm sorry for being a dick. I've been like this for a while now." his apology leaves me speechless for a minute.

"I'm sorry for being a bitch.. I guess." I apologize with a small smile which he returns.
The rest of the night we spend talking and laughing without any arguments. This diffidently is a much better side of Harry. Maybe we could be friends?

Notes

Hey guys! sorry for not updating in a few days... I ended up In the emergency room and not going to school for like two days. ughh. anyways.... I decided to make a longer chapter. Hope y'all liked it. please let me know what you think. Or what you think WILL happen. PLEASEEEEE anddddd VOTE. COMMENT. AND SUBSCRIBE.
thanks guys!

BTW I DIED LAST NIGHT LISTENING TO STORY OF MY LIFE. SOOO FUCKING GOOD. HARRY JUST. UGGH. NO ALL OF THEM. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. THEIR VOICES HAVE MATURED AND ITS HELLA HOT OMG OMG. okay sorryyyy