Abbey's P.O.V.

No no no no no!

This CAN'T be fucking happening!

'Abbey? you alright?' Niall's voice brought me back to reality.
I turned around and nodded but I could tell by the look on his face he didn't believe me at all.

'Look, if it is because of Harry.. don't worry alright? He is actually a nice guy' Niall tried to lighten up my mood but I didn't really listen to him.

Someone cleared their throat behind us and I turned to see Kevin standing there awkwardly.
Oh I forgot he was still there.

'I- uh should go back to Amber. It was good talking to you Abbey' he smiled before leaving.

I turned back towards Harry and could see him glaring after Kevin.
What the?

'I'm not so sure if I feel alright with the fact that he's here, Ni' I sighed.

'I know, I'm sorry. Just try to ignore him, okay? You wanna dance?'

'Yeah sure' I smiled and we walked towards the dancefloor.

A slower song came on and I put my hands on his shoulders as his found my waist pulling me towards his body.
I giggled and we began swaying to the music.

After 3 dances we decided to go back to the others.

As I reached the spot everyone was Louis jumped up and crashed into me while pulling me into a big hug swirling me around.

'It's nice to see you too, Lou' I laughed.

He grinned at me before releasing me and I went over to Zayn to give him a hug aswell.

When my eyes met Harry's I didn't know if I should hug him or just ignore him.
I looked at him once again and just smiled and mumbled a hello.

'C'mon babe, don't I get a hug?' my head snapped up towards Harry who was smirking.

'Stop calling me babe, and no.' I stated.
I could tell everyone was a bit worried except for Louis. He was trying hard not to laugh out loud.

'You know you love it. And does that man I'm special?' he smirked.

'Special? what the fuck are you talking about?' I hissed.

'You know, you would hug everyone except for me, you don't need to be shy babe. I don't bite' he winked.

'Shut up, styles' I mumbled rolling my eyes.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Liam looking at me with a smile.

'C'mon now, I don't want this to escalate and I believe as my date we didn't dance yet' he smiled.
I knew he only did this because of the awkwardness between me and Harry and I was really greatful.
Bella and Max were already dancing on the dancefloor and we both joined aswell.

All the time I could feel Harry's eyes burning right through me.

I tried to ignore it but after a while I just needed a break.

'I need go to the restroom real quick, okay?' I said to Liam and he nodded.

I walked towards the ladies bathroom and on my way I caught a glimpse of Harry talking to some girl.
Wait! is that Megan?!
She was leaning against him and he had an arm around her waist keeping her body pressed to his.
My blood began to boil and suddenly he looked up and his gaze found mine and a big smirk plastered on his face.
He started to lean in and kissed her neck while keeping his eyes on me.
I felt disgusted but still couldn't move.
I was like frozen.

Suddenly Megan looked up grabbed his face and smashed his lips onto hers.
That's when I broke of the stare and quickly went into the bathroom.

I was breathing heavily as I looked into the mirror.
small droplets of sweat build on my forhead and I quickly wiped them away.
I need air.

I left the bathroom seconds after walking towards the main doors not even glancing once in Harry's direction.

When I was met with the cool air I sighed.
I walked a bit towards the gates. No one was outside and I could feel myself relax.
I don't even know what was wrong with me.
It shouldn't bother me if he was making out with Megan, right?

I mean they are perfect for each other.
She's a bitch. He's a man-whore.
I hate her and I hate him.

Wait do I actually hate him?
Urgh. I don't know. This boy is driving me crazy.

'Harry, what are you doing to me' I mumbled to myself resting my forhead onto the gate.

'I don't know, you tell me' My head snapped up as I whirled around in shock.
Shock quickly turned into embrassment.
Harry was standing right infront of me smirking to him self.

He obviously heard what I said.

'No, you get that wrong. I was- uh I didn't' I started stuttering.

He took 2 long steps closer to me so he ws standing right infront of me.

'Shh, it's okay' he said before his emerald eyes flicked to my lips and then back to my eyes.
He leant more into me and I could feel my heartbeat pick up.

'You know, you look fucking hot in that dress.' he stated letting his lips linger on my neck.
He didn't kiss me. He was breathing heavily against my neck.

I was frozen and couldn't move.
Suddenly his hands found their way to my hips and grabbed them pulling me towards his body as he took a deep breath, breathing in my sent.

'You smell incredible' he whispered sending shivers down my spine.
What was happening to me?

Realisation hit me and I pushed him off me attempting to walk away but he caught my uperarm.

'Fuck of, Harry' I spat yanking my arm away from his hold.

'Stop pretending you don't like me, I know you want me just as much as I want you, babe' he smirked grabbing my arm once again.

'Don't you get it?! I HATE you! I don't care if you're in the same band as Liam! Just FUCK.OFF.! You're a complete ass, a man-whore and I can't stand seeing you all flirty with every fucking girl!

My eyes widen in realisation as I take a step back.
I could feel my cheeks turn redder every second so I just stared at the ground as a mischivious grin played on Harry's lips.

He took one step closer to me until I could almost feel his hot breath against my ear.
I shuddered at the short contact as he whispered.

'You're jealous.'

What. the. actual. Fuck?!

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