Login with:

Facebook

Twitter

Tumblr

Google

Yahoo

Aol.

Mibba

Your info will not be visible on the site. After logging in for the first time you'll be able to choose your display name.

The Story of Us

[Three]

Harry

New York City – April 17th, 2016

Harry had been spending more time in New York than usual – ever since he met the lovely and beautiful Audrey. And it wasn’t lost on him that she began spending more and more time at Niall’s flat with the two of them, which was definitely a plus for him. It gave him time to charm her. But even if he couldn’t, he still enjoyed her company immensely. She was so smart and witty, and he loved how bashful she could be and how sweet she really was.

Even on days like these when she was weighted down with her laptop and books, doing copious amounts of schoolwork, it was still a great day for Harry. And the fact that she came over at his suggestion, made him feel a bit special. The two of them sat together in the music room, Harry working on mixing a song and Audrey typing away on her computer. It was quiet and peaceful and comfortable. He imagined it might be a good way to spend the rest of his life – with a girl like Audrey.

When he got frustrated enough with the song he was working on, he pulled off his head phones and quietly swiveled in his chair, adoring the girl sitting on the couch across from him. She was so intriguing and genuine and oh so lovely. He watched as she bit at her bottom lip unaware of his eyes on her. Her glasses were slipping down the bridge of her nose, her messy ponytail was high on her head and the way her over-sized t-shirt slipped down over one of her shoulders was just so sexy.

“Come out with me tonight,” Harry said as the thought popped into his head.

He hadn’t really thought about asking her out so soon, since he was still testing the waters, seeing if she liked him or not. And he was still treading lightly because of Niall. But his mouth spoke before his brain could catch up, and he honestly wasn’t sorry he did because her expression was priceless. She looked up at him almost in shock as her mouth dropped open in an ‘O’.

“Go out with you?” She asked, eyeing him skeptically over the top of her laptop.

“Yeah. You know, to a club or something,” Harry suggested off the top of his head, concluding with a nonchalant shrug.

He didn’t really care where they went as long as he could be with her. He would have gladly stayed in with her all night, but figured it might be fun to take her out.

“Honestly, I don’t really go to clubs,” she told him with a sympathetic look.

“Aw, come on. It’ll be fun,” he promised. She sent him a look of displeasure and he let out a laugh.

“Well, do you like to have a good time?” Harry questioned, quirking an eyebrow at her.

“I think everyone likes to have a good time, Harry,” she contended, lightly scoffing with a roll of her eyes.

“Come on. I’ll make it fun,” he insisted.

“It’s a Tuesday, Harry. I have class in the morning,” she told him as she slipped her glass up to the top of her head.

“But, I leave for France soon. Don’t you want to hang out with me?” Harry whined, sending her a look of utter distress. He’d be filming Dunkirk soon and he had no idea when he’d have a chance to see her again in the upcoming weeks.

Harry watched a bashful smirk form on her face as she eyed him. He could tell she was contemplating it.

“Come on. For me,” he added, really trying to tip the scales in his favor.

“Fine. But not too late,” she said, finally giving in.

“Define ‘not too late’,” he said, smirking wildly at her.

By nightfall, Harry had Audrey out on the dance floor with him at a night club called NV. She wore the sexiest dress he’d ever seen on her and it was enough to truly awaken his libido. She was an absolute knock-out. And as a plus, once she started drinking, she got more vocal and livened up a lot, which Harry loved it. She was fun and carefree and a bit wild. It was like he was seeing a whole new side of the perfectly poised girl he usually saw. And he definitely enjoyed it a little bit too much.

.

Audrey

New York City – April 17th, 2016

It wasn’t like Audrey at all to be out at a club. And it certainly wasn’t like her to actually be enjoying herself at one. But she was positive it had everything to do with the man she was with, a man she was dancing exceptionally close with.

Harry Styles.

She could feel his hand on her lower back, inching lower and lower as the two of them danced with each other. She had never been so close to him in all her life. It was as if they were one – just one solid entity of hormones and sweat and sexual tension.

Audrey rarely drank, so she had the tolerance of a fly when it came to the alcohol Harry kept plying her with. But she kept drinking them. And before she knew it, everything was swaying and distorting and it wasn’t because of her dancing or the intoxicating man in her arms. She was drunk. And maybe that was his plan all along.

As the two slipped off the dance floor after dancing with each other for nearly five songs in a row, Audrey walked straight to the bar to order a tall glass of water. She was completely out of breath as perspiration wrapped around her entire body. It wasn’t like she wanted to stop dancing with Harry, but it almost became a necessity to step away to take a breath. He was suffocating in the most pleasurable of ways – his scent, his presence, his aura. He was like an enigma, absolutely mystifying. And she wanted to keep pulling back the layers to see who he was deep down, to really have a chance to get to know the real Harry.

“Well, Mr. Styles…” Audrey giggled as she swayed on her feet, grasping onto his forearms to steady herself.

“Yes, Miss Brighton,” he said with a lopsided grin. She loved that he remembered her last name. She only remembered telling him once.

“You have officially gotten me drunk,” she said matter-of-factly, slightly slurring her words.

“Oh! Well, now. I don’t think that is entirely my fault though,” he laughed, looking at her brightly. She could swear she saw a twinkle in his eye.

“Oh, no?” She questioned with a sly smirk.

“No. I think you secretly wanted to come out with me and you wanted to drink with me and you wanted to have a good time, despite the little nagging voice in your head to be the good girl,” he told her with a playful smirk.

“The good girl?” Audrey laughed out loud.

“Yes, Audrey. You are a good girl,” he told her with a nod.

Psssh. As if you know me,” she scoffed out a laugh.

“Well, you’re certainly not a bad girl,” he countered, cocking his eyebrow at her.

With his words and the way he was looking at her, she took it as a challenge of sorts. If he wanted to corrupt her, she was sure as hell going to let him.

Hmm,” she hummed, moving closer to him so they were almost touching.

“Define ‘bad girl’,” she breathed suggestively in his ear.

Harry’s eyes went wide as a devious smirk played across his lips. Their eyes connected and there was a moment of contemplation, of hesitation before Harry’s hand snaked up around her, pulling her as close as close could get. Audrey’s breathing hitched as his stare penetrated her. The anticipation was killing her. And as if in slow motion, Harry leaned in pressing his lips hard against hers. It took a few moments for Audrey to realize what was happening – that Harry fulfilled a deep, long-standing desire within her when he kissed her, that he just opened all the feelings she bottled up since the moment she met him.

It wasn’t long until they were stumbling into Niall’s apartment with each other. Everything that happened with Harry at the club was still fresh in her brain. She wanted him. She wanted him bad. And she could see the desire swirling through his eyes as well. When Harry pulled her toward the bedroom he’d been occupying since he arrived in New York, Audrey knew what was going to happen. And she wanted it, even needed it to happen.

But when she woke up in the morning and realized what they did, her anxiety nearly ate her alive as panic swelled up inside of her. She slept with Harry Styles – world-traveling, musical genius, ladies man Harry Styles. She was just another notch on his bed-post. Another girl to add to his long list of conquests.

Fleeing the apartment before Harry even woke up was cowardly, but she wasn’t sure she could handle herself in his presence. She didn’t know what to say and she couldn’t bear to see the regret in his eyes once he realized what they did.

Audrey avoided Niall’s apartment altogether until she knew Harry had left for France to start filming for the movie Dunkirk. She had a glimmer of a chance with the boy she always loved and with one stupid, drunken night she was certain she threw it all away.

.

Niall

New York City – April 25th, 2016

“Where have you been?” Niall asked Audrey when he found her sitting at her usual table at the 38th Street Diner.

He tried to find her there for nearly a week, to no avail. And she wasn’t answering his texts. He was getting worried.

She looked almost panicked to see him walking toward her and he knew why. Harry. He only heard his mate’s half of the story about what happened between the two of them, so he was curious to hear Audrey’s. What did Harry do to fuck things up with her?

“I’ve been… around,” she answered quietly.

That was a lie. She hadn’t been around. And she knew he knew she was completely bullshitting.

“You’ve been around? Oh, really?” Niall asked sarcastically, giving her a look of absurdity.

“Well… I’ve been busy,” she huffed, avoiding eye-contact at all costs. Seriously, what did Harry do to fuck things up with her… besides sleeping with her, of course?

“Too busy to even answer the phone? I probably called you a million times this week,” he huffed right back.

“I’m sorry,” she said quietly, admitting defeat.

“I mean, you weren’t even here. I was really getting worried,” he kept on, his eyes never leaving her, even when hers looked away.

“I’m sorry, Niall,” Audrey apologized, looking up into his eyes tentatively.

Niall paused momentarily to really give her a good look; her bright blue eyes worried, her expression timid. He hated that she felt that way around him. He hated that Harry was messing things up in their friendship.

“Apology accepted,” he conceded. He didn’t want to alienate her more than Harry already did.

“Thank you,” she breathed, looking down at her schoolwork in front of her.

“Niall! What can I get yous?” George asked as he came up to them at the table.

“Hey, George. I’ll take a—” Niall started.

“Lemme guess. A coke?” George asked, cutting him off.

“You got it,” Niall said, smiling widely at the plump Italian man smiling back at him.

“You good on your water, Audrey?” George asked, focusing on her now.

“Yes. Thank you, Georgie,” she said, smiling pleasantly at him.

“Be right back,” he told Niall, clicking his pen at him.

“Thanks,” Niall said as his vision went back to Audrey.

She hesitantly looked up to meet his eye before looking back down immediately. She was doing a good job of trying to avoid him by keeping her nose in her book, doing her homework, but he wouldn’t allow it.

“You’re acting strange,” Niall pointed out.

“What? No, I’m not,” she scoffed lightly. She was. She definitely was.

“You are, Audrey,” he stated matter-of-factly, calling her out.

“No,” she insisted, shaking her head.

“Is this about Harry?” Niall asked, deciding to draw attention to the elephant in the room.

“What?” Audrey choked out, looking straight at him with almost horrified eyes.

“Harry told me,” Niall said quietly, getting it all out on the table. Her expression was aghast as she looked up at him.

“Oh my god,” Audrey breathed, bringing her hand up to cover her face as her cheeks almost caught on fire from the blush that rose in them.

“I’m just confused,” Niall interjected, staring at her, despite the fact that she was avoiding his gaze.

“What did he tell you?” She asked, peeking around her hand to look at him.

“Everything,” Niall confessed.

Harry was worried in the days leading up to his departure to France and confessed what they did after their drunken night at the club. Niall also got an earful of details of their night together that he did not ask for, which was more than a bit distressing. In the end, he was obviously disappointed in Harry because of the fact that he seemed to ruin everything Niall built with Audrey in one stupid night. It was infuriating.

“Everything?” She questioned, looking almost nauseated.

“Everything,” Niall repeated in quiet confirmation.

“What is ‘everything’?” She asked quickly.

“Do you want me to say it out loud?” He blurted, looking around the dining room to see just how many prying minds there were in their vicinity.

“Oh my god. Why would he tell you?” She whined, looking truly mortified.

“Well, it wasn’t like he, you know, was telling the whole world. He only told me right before he left, after you’d been missing for days,” Niall explained.

“Oh my god,” Audrey breathed, her hand covering her face again.

“Why are you avoiding him? What did he do?” Niall asked curiously.

All Audrey could do was give him a dead-face stare. He could tell she didn’t want to have this conversation with him, but he was determined to get to the bottom of it.

“What?” Niall chuckled.

“Is that a trick question?” She asked seriously.

“No. Why would it be a trick question?” He questioned, looking at her oddly.

“Niall… oh my god,” Audrey sighed.

Audrey. He was pretty hurt, you know,” Niall explained, causing Audrey to groan inwardly.

“But he’s… he’s Harry Styles,” she stammered. Confusion spread through him from her statement.

“What is that supposed to mean?” Niall asked, furrowing his brow at her.

“He freaking Harry Styles. Mr. Popular. Mr. Rich & Famous…” Audrey explained, looking more than a little uncomfortable.

“He may be Harry Styles, but he’s still just Harry. Just because he’s famous doesn’t mean he doesn’t have feelings. Honestly, the thing you need to learn about him is he’s actually pretty shy deep down. He likes to put up a good front,” Niall explained, trying to smooth out any hard feelings.

Gahh. I just… I freaked out, okay. It wasn’t… we weren’t… it just wasn’t supposed to happen, okay,” she stammered, looking like she was about to go into hysterics.

“But it did happen. And you can’t just run away from it,” Niall told her.

He wasn’t quite sure why he seemed to be playing as Harry’s wingman after he so rudely swooped in and slept with Audrey without even having a proper conversation about it with him first. Harry didn’t deserve his help in the least.

“I’m sorry,” she said quietly, looking almost embarrassed.

“Look, I didn’t come here to squawk at ya. I actually came here to hang out and to see if you were still alive,” Niall said, smirking slyly at her.

“I’m alive,” she said quietly.

“Audrey, I can tell you feel bad. Just… just don’t avoid him, I guess,” Niall offered finally. She nodded, but still looked unbelievably skeptical about the whole thing.

“Is that how you see me too?” He asked her, trying not to take offense in the fact that she couldn’t see beyond their celebrity status.

“You know I don’t,” she told him, looking incredibly sincere.

“Okay. So why is it different for Harry then?” He asked curiously.

“I don’t know. Maybe because the first time I met him he was performing onstage. I met you under normal circumstances,” she explained, shrugging her shoulders.

“Well, I’m glad we met when we did then,” he said, sending her a wide smile.

“Me too,” she said, beaming a smile back at him.

.

Harry

Nord, France – April 25th, 2016

A week passed since things went down with Audrey in New York. A week passed and she was still all Harry could think about. Images and memories of what happened that night kept coming back to him over the course of the week – in the most inopportune times. He’d be in the middle of a scene on set or standing in a queue getting coffee and a flash of Audrey’s naked body would throw him off completely. Or the thought of their heavy breathing, or his lips grazing her heated skin, or the pleasure that raced through his body while they were together would entrance him and he’d be lost. It was rather vexing when he’d finally snap back to reality and some random person would be staring at him, trying to get his coffee order or needing him to be mentally present while filming. It was like he was losing touch with reality. And it was really starting to get to him.

Harry had so many feelings over the whole situation. He couldn’t even wrap his brain around it. He and Audrey had a genuinely good time with each other that night at the club. That much he knew. She was enjoying his company and he was enjoying hers. But then they kissed and it escalated enough for them to take it home. And somehow it turned into a one night stand, where she ended up running away in the morning and avoiding not only him, but Niall too, for the rest of the week. It was enough to thoroughly bruise his ego.

“So, I talked to Audrey today,” Niall told Harry over the phone that night.

“What? You finally got in touch with her?” Harry asked curiously, sitting up a little straighter on the couch in his hotel room. It was good news. It had to be good news.

“Yeah. I went to the diner and she was actually there,” Niall told him.

“What did she say?” Harry asked, sounding a little too excited.

He knew he should probably rein himself in, but after a week of not knowing what the hell was going on, the possibility of getting some sort of insight was much too appealing.

“I told her you were upset that she just disappeared,” Niall told him.

Harry’s stomach twisted violently, hoping Niall didn’t portray him as some poor little puppy off licking his wounds because of her. It was a low blow, but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle.

Ohh-kay,” Harry said, wanting a little more elaboration.

“She felt bad about it. She looked pretty upset when we were talking,” Niall told him.

“What did she say?” Harry asked, hoping he could get a little more out of him.

“I don’t know. That she was sorry. And that she freaked out and that’s why she left, I guess,” Niall explained.

“She freaked out?” Harry asked quietly. His stomach and self-esteem plummeted. Why did she freak out?

“I think you two should talk about it. I just don’t want there to be any hard feelings or animosity between any of us,” Niall told him, sounding more than a little bit annoyed.

“If she’ll talk to me,” Harry said quietly.

“I think she will,” Niall told him, sounding confident in the matter.

“Alright,” Harry breathed.

“I don’t know why you had to have sex with her in the first place, mate. Aren’t there plenty of girls lining up for that? Why her? Why my friend?” Niall asked, suddenly becoming defensive.

“Whoa. I asked you, mate. I asked if you had feelings for her,” Harry said, defending himself right back.

“I don’t have feelings for her… like that. And when you asked me, you most definitely didn’t make it clear that you were gunning for her. I thought you were just giving me the third degree like Louis and Eleanor,” Niall told him.

“Are you angry?” Harry asked boldly.

“No, I’m not angry. I’m just annoyed that you’ve alienated her from me,” Niall snapped.

“Look, I’m sorry, okay. I didn’t mean… I really didn’t want to… look, I like her, Niall. I think I really like her,” Harry confessed to him.

Niall was silent on the other end. Harry had to pull his phone away from his ear to see that the call was still connected.

“Are you there?” Harry questioned.

“I’m here,” he heard him say.

“Does it bother you?” Harry asked hesitantly.

“The only thing that bothers me is that things are awkward. And you made them that way, so you need to fix it,” Niall told him firmly.

“I’ll be back state-side soon. I promise I’ll talk to her, okay. Just… I might need a little help getting her in the same room as me,” Harry told him.

Once he got her in front of him, he had of 50/50 chance of things going his way. It was the prospect of things going unfavorably that had him worried.

Notes

Let me know what you think so far!!

Comments

Ugh. Jeff.

@MelissaStylesInStyle

AMEN!!!!!

lisavslisa lisavslisa
8/13/18

@lisavslisa
NARRY IS SO AMAZINGLY HOT

@MelissaStylesInStyle

LISTEN

I

LOVE

NIALL

JUST

AS

MUCH

AS

HARRY

DOES

I SWEAR!!! :)

lisavslisa lisavslisa
8/6/18

“I’m devoted to you, too.”

Honestly this sentence put me in the best mood. Audrey reallh is living that fan fiction life LOL They are so cute but my thoughts on Niall stand and, listen, Niall is my baby and I do not want him hurt!!! :(