The Girl

"Janine, w-why are you calling me? We ended this a long time ago." I spat. All hell was breaking loose.

"I miss you Harry, don't tell me you don't miss me either." She snickered.

"I don't, leave me alone."

"I thought you said you were going to leave her." She scoffed. I scoffed back and switched my phone to my other ear.

"What the fuck are you talking about? I never said that I was going to leave Hazel." I growled.

"Yeah, our second night. You promised." I rolled my eyes and groaned.

"I was fucking drunk. I was drunk every single time we were together. That's no excuse for what I did but nothing I ever said to you ever meant anything. It was all a mistake."

"I fucking hate you! You're a dick Harry!" She cried and hung up the phone. If she tells the paps, my marriage is over. I'll lose the most important person in my life. I called her back right away. "You just couldn't resist, could you?" She laughed. I rolled my eyes again and shook my head.

"Where are you?"

"Scotland, modelling gig."

"Meet me here in London in two days." I groaned.

"Can't wait babe." I could just imagine her winking and twirling her fake hair. I hung up and sighed. I'm a fucking idiot. She's never going to go away. "Dammit." I washed my hands and exited the bathroom.

"Ready to go home? Maybe we can watch a movie?" Hazel offered with her beautiful smile. All I felt was guilt and the need to tell her. But if I tell her, our marriage will be over.

"Yeah, come on." I started up the car and drove back home.

"What's up? You seem a little off." She asked with a concerned look. I ran my fingers through my hair and shrugged.

"Nothing, I'm just exhausted. It's been a long day." I smiled to assure her.

"Alright.." She didn't look satisfied but didn't want to push it.

"What do you want to watch?" I asked trying to change the subject.

"Hmm. Grease?" Her eyes lit up. I smirked and nodded.

"Yes Grease, it's not like we've seen it a million times." I responded sarcastically. She rolled her eyes and smiled.

"You know it's my favorite movie."

"Of course I do."

Once we got home she went upstairs to get changed while I stayed downstairs to turn my phone on silent. I had two text messages from Janine. I deleted them without reading them and shoved the phone into my pocket.

"Ready?" I asked and sat on the couch when she came down in a pair of sweats and a tshirt. She nodded and plopped down beside me.

HAZEL'S POV

I quoted as much of the movie as I could before Harry shook his head and laughed. "How can this not be your favorite movie?!" I asked and playfully hit him with the pillow.

"It is my favorite!" I furrowed my eyebrows and faced him.

"Is not!"

"Yes it is!" He laughed.

"How? You look like you want to fall asleep every time we watch it." He sat up and smiled.

"It's my favorite because of happy it makes you when you watch it. I don't care about the movie, I just love watching you watch it." His cheeks turned red as he explained his reason. I smiled and laughed "you will always be one hell of a charmer."

"You love me."

"I do." I agreed and sunk back into the couch next to him.

By the end of the movie, I was filling out my application and Harry was tweeting a few fans. "Work experience." I muttered and shook my heard.

"How about..." He cleared his throat and sat up "loving, caring wife to the annoying and bothersome Harry Styles. Works extra hard and is very dependable and respectful. Bossy at times, and stubborn. Can make killer pasta." He smiled and nodded.

"Uh no." I cracked up.

"It's a hard job!" He joked

. "Well it hasn't been easy." I shrugged, bringing the mood down. "I'll just put none."

"Okay." He nodded again and went back to his phone. I felt kind of bad after I said that. My phone started ringing, Rosaline was calling.

"Hello." I answered.

"Hey Hazel, what's up?" "Filling out an application for a job at a kindergarten school."

"Awesome Hazel! Listen, Weston and I are going out tomorrow night. Want to join us for dinner at Lib's?" I looked to Harry who was just staring at his phone in deep thought and shrugged.

"Dinner with Rosaline and Weston tomorrow night?" I asked.

"Wait Harry's coming!?" She practically yelled through the phone. I covered it so Harry wouldn't hear but it was too late.

"Yeah, sounds good." He responded.

"I'll explain later but yes we'll meet you and Weston. What time?"

"Seven. You better talk tomorrow."

"I will I will, bye." I hung up and tossed my phone to the side.

"So I'm guessing she knows." He said.

"She was the first person to know." I sort of whispered.

"Oh."

"Yeah." I felt awkward. Really awkward.

"So are you going to wear your ring tomorrow?" I looked down to see my ring finger empty.

"I should, shouldn't I?" I asked trying to make him feel better. He just shrugged. "I think I will." He continued to stare down at his feet. "Harry? What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry." He simply whispered. I furrowed my eyebrows and leaned next to him.

"Don't worry Harry I'll wear it." I rubbed his back and tried to get him to look at me.

"No, it's not about that."

"Then what's it about? Tell me." I pleaded. He looked into my eyes that just looked so desperate. He took a deep breath and sighed.

"Nothing, just know that I love you very very much and that you're the only one I love." He kissed my forehead, leaving me so confused.

Notes

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