Harry’s POV

-Harry, geez, you are terrible! – Niall shouts at me when we lose the third time at basketball.

-Sorry, mate; I’m tired.

When Niall is about to say something about my terrible basketball skills his phone rings and I’m left with Liam and Louis who come towards me with smug smirks on their faces.

-You are the worst basketball player of all times. – Liam says and he looks his watch. – Oh, hey lads I’m off; I’m meeting with Sophia. See you tomorrow.

I am jealous. I wish I could say I’m meeting with Valerie but she has been avoiding me the whole week. She wouldn’t answer my calls neither would she text me. I really thought we were moving forward when she opens herself up to me at the pier but apparently I was wrong. I can’t understand it though. I don’t know what I did wrong with her.

-Harry, you should talk to her. – Of course Louis knows who I’m thinking about.

-Right, Louis. How? She wouldn’t answer the phone.

Louis gives me a knowing grimace and I nod at him. I would call her with his cell phone but the dickhead threw it at his orange juice yesterday.

-Maybe she doesn’t want to hang out with me anymore. Maybe she got bored.

Louis doesn’t say anything and that’s the worst thing because I know he can’t deny it. It is probably true.

-I mean Val is just this crazy girl. She doesn’t even know what she wants and she is messing everything up all the time. You knew it, mate.

-I know. I’m aware that I’m the one to blame in here. She told me the very first night I kissed her but who can help it? She is just... – I don’t even know what to say to describe her.

-I know. I am worried though. I mean even if she doesn’t want to hang out with you, she could at least tell you to leave her alone but she hasn’t even picked up the phone and she is not that rude.

-I was worried too but I don’t think anything has happened to her really. I mean her manager would tell you. He knows you guys are close.

Louis sighs.

-To be honest I miss her too. I don’t see her since the last time we had dinner together after work.

-We are two dickheads. – I say laughing at how pathetic we both are because of damn Valerie Veneel.

He laughs and shrugs. I shake my head. I’m such an idiot.

When we both get home and decide we will watch a movie, I mess with twitter a little bit and see this huge amount of supporting tweets sent to me. It always makes me happy to see that my fans love me as much as I love them, but for some reason this time it seems that they are really trying to make something up for me.

THANK YOU HARRY @Hazzagirls Fuck @ValerieVeneel! We love you tones!

Wait, what? What do they know about Valerie? I search our names on google and find some pictures of us together but in neither of them we are kissing. There are a few pictures of me and her leaving a few parties together, then they have a picture of me greeting Valerie at our door, of me leaving the set, of me going in and outside of Valerie’s house and there are some videos of us having lunch at some cafés. Fucking paparazzi, not even I knew we have hung out that much together. Apparently we have a couple’s name too, Halery. Before I get out of the fucking Internet, I see something that catches my eye. “Halery are done!” says the headline and I end up reading a tabloid.

Halery are done!

Yes, you directioners can breathe calmly at last. Your Harry is single again! Apparently Halery are done or maybe they have this weird opened relationship although our Harry hasn’t been seen with anyone yet... but Valerie Veneel was seen last night leaving a bar with the American hottie Ryan Guzman neither in an innocent nor even in a friendly way.

The next thing I see is a picture of Valerie kissing that dick Ryan outside a bar and I feel like someone has punched me on the stomach.

Alright, so we all knew Valerie tended to be quite democratic on spreading her love around... Since she broke up with her ex fiancé, Douglas Booth, she has been seen with Simon Nessman, Robert Pattinson, Dave Franco and now she adds the hottest bit from One Direction and Ryan Guzman! That girl really knows what she does!

Then there is a picture from some magazine I suppose of an astonishing Valerie with red lips and a sexy face drinking coffee in her underwear.

We are a bit upset though. We personally loved Halery and it seems that our Harry loved it too. It seemed that these two were settling down...

Now there is a picture of Val, Louis and I were Val is laughing her ass out at Louis while hugging me looking incredibly beautiful as usual and I’m laughing wrapping my arms around her.

Unexpected and sad break up or could you see this coming... What do you guys think? Let us know with a comment below!

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Valerie’s POV

I wake up with this incredible headache and decide I’ll call Cam to see what has happened with her since I left her yesterday. I made it home at five in the morning yesterday and now I really miss Sandra. I am lucky I have my cat around. Cam answers her phone after the third call cursing and telling me to let her sleep. Alright, I will now that I know she is alive. I decide I am also reading Harry’s text of yesterday noon.

From Harry Styles: R u ok? U got me worried.

I haven’t been fair to him. I just didn’t know how to handle this and decided it would be a great idea to go and hook up with some dude just to prove to myself that Harry wasn’t more than that. I guess I was wrong.

To Harry Styles: Sure. I’ve been busy.

From Harry Styles: Can I call u?

I don’t answer that one.

From Harry Styles: Please?

I dial his number and he picks it up without making me wait one bit. I chuckle at his eagerness to talk.

-Hi. – I tell him casually. Not even I know what I’m doing.

-Are you mad at me? Did I do something wrong? – I hear the confusion in his voice and that makes me feel guilty.

-No. I’ve just been busy.

-I would have appreciated that you pick up the phone at least once to tell me you were busy. – He says now bothered.

-Right. – I’m not apologizing. I owe him nothing. That was the deal.

-Right? What the hell, Valerie? – He is clearly mad. He sighs trying to calm himself down. – Can I see you?

His question catches me off guard.

-Yeah. Do you want me to go to your house? Is Louis there? I want to see him too.

-He is not here; he has gone to pick his phone from the store. He misses you though. Where do you want us to meet?

-Can you come to my place?

-Alright. See you.

I’m really nervous. I’m pacing around the living room waiting for him to come. I don’t even know what he wants to say to me or why he would be this mad at me. We are friends for god’s sake and we don’t have to be together all the time. We are friends? What am I saying?

My bell rings and I go open the door. I find a beautiful Harry in black jeans, fluorescent nikes, white cotton t-shirt and an unbuttoned blue and white striped t-shirt. He doesn’t bring any gift for me this time and he is actually looking at me sternly, but he hugs me at the door sighing as I collide with his chest.

-I missed you. – He says and that makes me smile.

-I missed you too. – I tell him sincerely.

He walks in and I close the door after him and turn towards him.

-So what did you want to talk about?

-What are we doing, Val? – He asks me serious.

-What do you mean what are we doing?

-I mean what are you doing with me?

-What? Well, Harry, you are my friend but...I can’t help the attraction I feel towards you, I guess.

He nods sternly looking at the floor. One half of me wants to hear that he doesn’t want to be my friend but the other half, the reasonable one, knows that’s not what I need.

-I’ve been busy and that’s why I haven’t talked to you this last week. I’ve been catching up with my friends too. It’s no big deal.

-That’s the problem, Val. It is supposed not to be a big deal. – He sighs and stops for a few seconds while I’m quiet listening to what he has to say.

-I don’t get you. Why would that be a problem?

He takes a few seconds just burning his eyes into mine and shakes his head slightly.

-Did you sleep with some dude yesterday? – He looks into my eyes.

-That’s none of your business. – I say getting defensive; for some reason embarrassed.

-That’s none of my business? What the hell do you think I’m doing with you? Valerie, I like you, shit, you don’t have to be very clever to figure that out! – He is almost yelling at me.

-So what? We both said this was not a relationship. We both agreed on being friends and have fun. – I find myself yelling at him so I lower my voice even if my tone is rough. – I still can do whatever I want and don’t yell at me.

-Why do you do that? You don’t need to give yourself to random dudes like that. You deserve way more respect. – He sighs and looks at me with squinty eyes. – Does it make you feel good to sell yourself away that easily?

I slap his face and look at him angry, confused, hurt... I don’t even know what I’m feeling right now. I can’t believe what he has just said to me. I hope he is happy.

-I don’t know who you think you are to come to my house and pretty much call me a whore but you are no one to tell me what I have to do or what I deserve.

I feel my tears running through my cheeks and I see he is concerned and upset; not mad anymore.

-I owe you nothing and I am grown up enough to do whatever I want without you judging around. If I want to fuck some dude, then I do it because I’m single and you are nobody to tell me whether that’s right or wrong.

I remember the night at Niall’s place when he ditched me. I made things so easy for him to make love to me and he wouldn’t. I guess I was just trying to feel that someone desired me.

-You know Harry, unlike you, there are some guys out there who think I’m attractive and who want to have sex with me.

I stay in front of him unable to control the tears which roll through my cheeks. I dry them with my fingers. We haven’t had sex yet and we first make out three weeks ago. As I remember him neglecting me at Niall’s, I consider that probably he doesn’t want to have sex with me. Maybe I don’t turn him on enough.

-What are you talking about? Do you really think I don’t want to have sex with you? – He asks me frustrated. – Valerie, fuck, I just respect you and I wanted to make sure you knew that before we had sex because I care about you.

I keep on crying looking at him trying desperately to dry the tears or stop the sobs. I mean I am clearly overreacting. I don’t even know why I’m crying this much but he is hurting me with his words.

-Okay, you need to leave, Harry. – I can’t help that my voices cracks when I say his name.

He is about to say something when I move to one side so that he passes me and gets the door to leave me alone. He looks at me for a minute but stays there, paralyzed.

-Please. – I tell him. I just want him to leave me alone. For good.

I don’t even turn around when he closes the door.

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Harry’s POV

-Okay, you need to leave, Harry.

I’ve heard her but I can’t move. I don’t want to go. I want to stay here with her and figure things out. How can I be that much of a dick? I can’t believe I made her cry either. She was good when I came to her place and I made her cry hard. It’s breaking me to see her sobbing and the tears running through her cheeks. I honestly never thought I was going to see her vulnerable as this and I didn’t know I could make her cry like that. I mean I thought she didn’t give a damn about me but apparently she cares about what I think about her. I feel like shit right now to be honest.

-Please. – She is begging me to leave.

Great, Harry, you have fucked up as a fucking idiot. I walk to the door and when I leave I see her back. It breaks me to think that this is it; that we are done for good. Really, we can’t be done because we were nothing as she liked to remind me all the time but I don’t think so. We weren’t nothing; at least she was not nothing to me.

I get in my car and drive home not knowing what to do. I wish I could be with Val and fix everything and tell her that I’m sorry but other half of me still feels stupid. She slept with that dickhead and she didn’t even try to justify herself. She hasn’t even apologized. I bet she didn’t even feel guilty. Did she really think I wouldn’t mind? I know we said that we weren’t going to get attached but...for some reason I thought she was going to be as confused as I was about this. She clearly isn’t though.

I decide I’ll go running a bit just to make everything I have in my head clearer right now. I don’t even know what I want anymore. At some point I even think meeting Valerie hasn’t been any good to me but as the thought crosses my mind I immediately disagree with myself. Meeting her and sharing with her the little I have has been the best thing that has happened to me since I get to LA. I wish she would feel the same way as I do though. As I’m running I realize my whole body feels heavier since I’ve heard Valerie’s words “If I want to fuck some dude, then I do it because I’m single and you are nobody to tell me whether that’s right or wrong”. I keep on playing that in my head while I run, torturing myself a little bit.

Another thing that really shocked me is the fact that she thought I didn’t want to have sex with her. Is she crazy? I’ve been dying to have sex with her since the day we danced at the after Late Late Show party. It has taken everything on me more than once to not lock her in my room and fuck her until she asks me to stop. I can’t believe that she though I didn’t feel attracted to her that way. I feel attracted to her in every possible way. I mean who wouldn’t? She is gorgeous.

As I get back home, I feel I have never sweated nor run that much and I go directly to the shower without saying a word to Louis who is at the kitchen messing with his phone.

-Have you talked to Val at all? – He asks me when I get to the garden after my shower. – She wouldn’t answer her fucking phone and I think I’m directly going to her place.

-I have talked to her. – I say sitting on a chair in front of him.

-Have you? Jesus, how is she? What the hell is wrong with her? Is she mad at me?

-She is not. She actually told me she wanted to see you but we got into a fight.

-You got into a fight?

-Yeah. – I say looking at my feet.

-Do you want to talk about it?

I look at him. I do want to talk about it.

-There’s not much to talk about really. I yelled at her as a complete dick and I made her cry by holding that she fucked some dude yesterday night against her and then she made me leave. I guess I just fucked up.

-What are you talking about? I mean you shouldn’t have yelled at her but she cheated on you.

-No, she didn’t. I am not her boyfriend or anything. She literally told me I am nobody to tell her anything. I guess she is right.

-Shit. I’m sorry, dude.

I nod at him in appreciation but really I’m disappointed he can’t say anything else. I know he just can’t anyway.

-I honestly thought she was falling for you though. She acts like a fool whenever you’re around. I guess you never know with Val. – I smile slightly at his words. – By the way, I said to El that when she comes back she could stay at our place if that’s ok with you.

-Are you asking me? Of course it’s ok. I miss Eleanor too, to be honest. – I really do. She is my friend too now.

Louis pushes my head off and messes with my hair, trying to enlighten the mood.

-I’m alright, Louis. – I lie. – I mean this was going to end sooner or later; I just didn’t know it was going to end this way.

He nods and then I see his cell phone vibrating at the table. He texts someone and then he convinces me to go to Niall’s and have a beer with the lads, not that it was that hard to convince me anyway.

The lads, Lou, Ed, Kanye, some random girls and I end up in Niall’s and I end up laughing my ass out on Ed’s Instagram. That damn redhead is so fucking weird. I’m sure he and Val will get along so well.

As I sit down on Nialler’s couch I realize it was a great idea to come here, I feel way better now. No one has asked anything about Val and I’m afraid that Louis has warned them because I know Niall loves her and for sure he would want her to come over too. I am glad they don’t talk about her though.

Louis’s phone buzzes and I see him smiling excited when he sees the ID caller. I’m sure it’s her.

Notes

Wow, their first fight! So this is getting more real than they thought... you know what they say, you don't fight with those you don't care about... maybe they have fucked up though, the two of them... Don't know what to do with them now