Forgotten

******Chelsea's P.O.V.*******
I was awoken by someone banging on the door. I opened my eyes and realized it was the front door. I quickly got up and hurried downstairs to see who was at the door.

"Haz, did you get the-"

"Um, hi?" I said to the stranger. He was about 20 maybe 25, tall, pretty muscular, definitely, definitely, very attractive. From what I heard I think he was British, I couldn't exactly tell from the small portion of words he used, but I was pretty positive.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was looking for someone, this must be the wrong address. Although, I am very appreciative he gave me the wrong one." He said looking me up and down. I blushed then rolled my eyes to make it look like I wasn't interested.

"If you're looking for Harry, he's not here at the moment. But you can stay here for a bit, I'll just be getting ready for work."

"Wait, are we talking about the same Harry here?" He asked seemingly confused.

"Um, Harry Styles? I asked.

"That's the one. Well I guess waiting for him wouldn't take too long, why not.." He said flashing me a smile that could kill a person as he walked into my house. I held the door open for him, then ushered him into the kitchen.

"Can I get you anything? Drinks, food?"

"No, I'm great thanks love. Oh stupid me, I don’t think I caught your name," He stated.

“Chelsea,”

“Well Chelsea, it’s a pleasure to meet you, I’m James,”

“Nice to meet you as well,”

“I do have one question for you,”

"Shoot." I said intently looking at him.

"Are you Harry's sister, I know he mentioned having one a while back."

"Uh no. Harry's my boyfriend." I said feeling the awkwardness start to fall upon us.

"Oh, well what an idiot I am! Sitting here hitting on Harry's girlfriend like she's not even a person. Well, for that I am genuinely sorry." He said with a well-hearted attitude.

That is the first time in my entire life where a guy doesn’t look disappointed about being blown-off.

“You know what, don’t worry about it.” I said smiling to him. He smiled back then I continued to avoid the awkward silence. “I’m gonna go get ready, I don’t want to be late for work.” I started walking upstairs when his voice stopped my movements.

“Where do you work?”

“Oh, the International Dance Academy.” I replied walking away. I went into my closet and got changed (Chelsea) and then went downstairs to find James still where I’d left him. I was about to say something to him, but I was caught off guard by Harry coming into the kitchen.

“James, man, what are you doing here?” Harry asked while he walked up to me put his arm around my waist and kissed my temple.

“I came to talk to you about what we talked about on the phone.” He said suddenly getting very suspicious.

“Well, I can’t talk right now, I'm driving Chelsea to work," Harry said cutting James off, then continued but talked to me this time. "Go get your bag and coat babe."

"Haz, what am I-"

"Goodbye James."

Notes

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