They Don't Know About Us
Not Again
Lexi's P.O.V.
"So...uhmm... wanna do something today?" I asked looking at Harry. "West End?" he asked. "Great! I'll go shower," I said excitedly. I quickly showered and dressed up http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=87747060 and curled my brown hair--
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"Ready?" I walked out of my room to find a dressed Harry. "You wanna have breakfast before?" asked Harry. "No," I said but my stomach growled loudly. Great timing. I bit my lip, "Umm... I can't cook," I said playing with my nails. "No problem, I'll make something," Harry said trying not to laugh.
I sat on the counter as Harry fried bacon. "Wow! Styles you can cook too," I said popping dry-cereal in my mouth. "Yes, princess," he said bowing with a ladle in his hand. "Something you can't do?" I asked. "Well... I can't ask a girl out properly," he said winking at me. "You're flirting Dimples?" I asked sweetly, a little too sweetly. "Am I?" he said smirking. I just sat there for a moment.
"God! how am I going to spend a whole week with you?" I said hopping off the counter. I heard him chuckle in the kitchen as I walked to turn the T.V. on.
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"Remember? Run," he said holding my hand as we reached the ground floor. I nodded and we took off. "Are you guys together?", "Is Louis okay with this?", "You two are living together?" We raced past the fans and paparazzi and jumped into Harry's car. He accelerated and I stared at the flashes going off and crazy fans.
"What are you thinking?" Harry asked. I turned to look at him, "Why do girls go all crazy looking at you?" I asked, he was sexy and cute, but I still didn't get it.
"Just 'cause we're popular and hot doesn't mean we should get a lot of attention," he said looking at me, "Or... maybe you think I'm not hot?" he asked raising his eyebrows. "No, I mean you're obviously hot," I said, then realizing what I'd said I slapped my hand over my mouth and stared at the window blushing. "You look cute when you blush," he said. "Keep your eyes on the road, Styles," I said feeling his dark orbs burning holes on my back.
"Beauty and the Beast?" I asked as we stood in the line with our heads down, beanies covering her heads and wearing over-sized shades. "Alright," he whispered. After the show, he decided to get both of us ice-creams. "I'm going to check some clothes," I said pointing towards a shop. "I'll see you there," he said turning to get some ice-creams.
I looked through the racks. I heard someone tap my shoulder, "which one do you like better?" I asked looking at the two dresses. "I've always liked you in red," came a harsh voice, instead of Harry's husky, deep one. I turned around and my throat turned dry. "Sc-Scott?" I asked picking up the two dressed I'd dropped. He couldn't do anything in front of everyone. Could he? I asked myself. "Hi babe," he said running his hands up and down my arms. 'I'm not your babe," I said stepping away. Where are you, Harry? "Oh, c'mon Lexi, it's been five days and you're already falling for that pimp," he said with disgust in his voice. "He's not a pimp, his name is Harry," I said, now getting angry. "Whatever," he said exasperated, "C'mon, love we've got unfinished buisiness to do," he said making me uncomfortable by staring at my legs.
"Ice-cream's here," I heard Harry's voice from the counter.
"If you tell him what happened, he's good as dead," he said before casually walking away. I stood there shocked by his words. I heard footsteps and busied myself in picking dresses, trying not to think about what Scott said. "You alright?" asked Harry looking at with me concern. I looked at him but instead saw a lifeless, pale Harry, I gasped. "Lexi?" he asked stepping closer. "I'm fine," but it came out harshly. "Oh... alright," he said a look of hurt crossing his expression. "Can we go home, now?" I asked bluntly. "Yeah," he mumbled.
The ride home was silent, and as soon as he opened the door I ran to my room and then let the tears fall. Why me?
----------------Flashback----------------
"Mom, I'm going to surprise Scott," I said picking my bag from the counter. I drove the car to reach the white house which belonged to Scott, it was his birthday and I was in Doncaster for summer break. "Without knocking I went inside, finding the hall empty, I walked to his room to hear moaning, I opened the door and saw him fucking a blonde bitch. "Sc-Scott?" I whispered. He looked up and I saw who the girl was--Veronica Smith, she used to hate me in high-school because I became class-president and because Scott chose me over her.
"Care to explain?" I asked not letting the tears fall in front of Veronica. Please say you're sorry, Say you love me. "Well I wasn't gonna wait for you to give up your precious virginity or wait for you to return from France," he said with a smug expression. I just nodded and walked down the stairs.
Reaching home, I packed the little stuff I'd unpacked, I left a note for mom and went back to Paris. Lou was really mad that year, I hadn't seen him the year before because he had been auditioning and he was ready to break Scott's bones. "Lou please don't worry anyway he wasn't the one for me," I'd said over the phone. "Why'd you leave then?" he whined. "Leave her be," El said over the Lou's whining, I'd told her everything.
----------------End of Flashback-----------------
I didn't get out of my room that day or the next. At around 5 on Staurday. I heard the shower turning on, and I quickly walked to the kitchen to get some pop-tarts, I was dying of hunger.
"Lexi?" Harry said softly, I turned around to see him walking towards me wet curls dripping and bags under his eyes. "What did I do wrong?" he asked hurt written all over his face.
"So...uhmm... wanna do something today?" I asked looking at Harry. "West End?" he asked. "Great! I'll go shower," I said excitedly. I quickly showered and dressed up http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=87747060 and curled my brown hair--
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"Ready?" I walked out of my room to find a dressed Harry. "You wanna have breakfast before?" asked Harry. "No," I said but my stomach growled loudly. Great timing. I bit my lip, "Umm... I can't cook," I said playing with my nails. "No problem, I'll make something," Harry said trying not to laugh.
I sat on the counter as Harry fried bacon. "Wow! Styles you can cook too," I said popping dry-cereal in my mouth. "Yes, princess," he said bowing with a ladle in his hand. "Something you can't do?" I asked. "Well... I can't ask a girl out properly," he said winking at me. "You're flirting Dimples?" I asked sweetly, a little too sweetly. "Am I?" he said smirking. I just sat there for a moment.
"God! how am I going to spend a whole week with you?" I said hopping off the counter. I heard him chuckle in the kitchen as I walked to turn the T.V. on.
**************
"Remember? Run," he said holding my hand as we reached the ground floor. I nodded and we took off. "Are you guys together?", "Is Louis okay with this?", "You two are living together?" We raced past the fans and paparazzi and jumped into Harry's car. He accelerated and I stared at the flashes going off and crazy fans.
"What are you thinking?" Harry asked. I turned to look at him, "Why do girls go all crazy looking at you?" I asked, he was sexy and cute, but I still didn't get it.
"Just 'cause we're popular and hot doesn't mean we should get a lot of attention," he said looking at me, "Or... maybe you think I'm not hot?" he asked raising his eyebrows. "No, I mean you're obviously hot," I said, then realizing what I'd said I slapped my hand over my mouth and stared at the window blushing. "You look cute when you blush," he said. "Keep your eyes on the road, Styles," I said feeling his dark orbs burning holes on my back.
"Beauty and the Beast?" I asked as we stood in the line with our heads down, beanies covering her heads and wearing over-sized shades. "Alright," he whispered. After the show, he decided to get both of us ice-creams. "I'm going to check some clothes," I said pointing towards a shop. "I'll see you there," he said turning to get some ice-creams.
I looked through the racks. I heard someone tap my shoulder, "which one do you like better?" I asked looking at the two dresses. "I've always liked you in red," came a harsh voice, instead of Harry's husky, deep one. I turned around and my throat turned dry. "Sc-Scott?" I asked picking up the two dressed I'd dropped. He couldn't do anything in front of everyone. Could he? I asked myself. "Hi babe," he said running his hands up and down my arms. 'I'm not your babe," I said stepping away. Where are you, Harry? "Oh, c'mon Lexi, it's been five days and you're already falling for that pimp," he said with disgust in his voice. "He's not a pimp, his name is Harry," I said, now getting angry. "Whatever," he said exasperated, "C'mon, love we've got unfinished buisiness to do," he said making me uncomfortable by staring at my legs.
"Ice-cream's here," I heard Harry's voice from the counter.
"If you tell him what happened, he's good as dead," he said before casually walking away. I stood there shocked by his words. I heard footsteps and busied myself in picking dresses, trying not to think about what Scott said. "You alright?" asked Harry looking at with me concern. I looked at him but instead saw a lifeless, pale Harry, I gasped. "Lexi?" he asked stepping closer. "I'm fine," but it came out harshly. "Oh... alright," he said a look of hurt crossing his expression. "Can we go home, now?" I asked bluntly. "Yeah," he mumbled.
The ride home was silent, and as soon as he opened the door I ran to my room and then let the tears fall. Why me?
----------------Flashback----------------
"Mom, I'm going to surprise Scott," I said picking my bag from the counter. I drove the car to reach the white house which belonged to Scott, it was his birthday and I was in Doncaster for summer break. "Without knocking I went inside, finding the hall empty, I walked to his room to hear moaning, I opened the door and saw him fucking a blonde bitch. "Sc-Scott?" I whispered. He looked up and I saw who the girl was--Veronica Smith, she used to hate me in high-school because I became class-president and because Scott chose me over her.
"Care to explain?" I asked not letting the tears fall in front of Veronica. Please say you're sorry, Say you love me. "Well I wasn't gonna wait for you to give up your precious virginity or wait for you to return from France," he said with a smug expression. I just nodded and walked down the stairs.
Reaching home, I packed the little stuff I'd unpacked, I left a note for mom and went back to Paris. Lou was really mad that year, I hadn't seen him the year before because he had been auditioning and he was ready to break Scott's bones. "Lou please don't worry anyway he wasn't the one for me," I'd said over the phone. "Why'd you leave then?" he whined. "Leave her be," El said over the Lou's whining, I'd told her everything.
----------------End of Flashback-----------------
I didn't get out of my room that day or the next. At around 5 on Staurday. I heard the shower turning on, and I quickly walked to the kitchen to get some pop-tarts, I was dying of hunger.
"Lexi?" Harry said softly, I turned around to see him walking towards me wet curls dripping and bags under his eyes. "What did I do wrong?" he asked hurt written all over his face.
LMFAO The story I am currently writing has the same title, and this is the first time I have seen this story!
4/12/16