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The Story of Us

[Seven]

Harry

New York City – May 25th, 2016

“’Harry Styles, the youngest member of the group One Direction, was spotted around New York with a petite blonde mystery girl. The two were seen canoodling—’ Canoodling? Really? Couldn’t they have picked a better word than that?” Audrey scoffed as she sat with her laptop in front of her on Niall’s sofa, reading a snippet from a gossip website.

“Why are you even reading that rubbish?” Harry asked as he sat at Niall’s computer desk with his headphones half on, working on some music.

“Because it’s about me,” Audrey said, looking up at him over the top of her computer screen.

“If I read everything written about me, I’d be a very unhappy, bored man,” Harry said, rolling his eyes as he looked back at the screen in front of him again.

“You’d be entertained, believe me,” she said matter-of-factly.

“What do you mean?” Harry asked, looking back at her amused.

“Your life entertains me. Why wouldn’t it entertain you?” She said, smirking mischievously at him.

“Well, let’s see. For starters, half the shit printed on the internet is lies and gossip,” Harry told her. She gasped playfully, dropping her mouth open and knitting her eyebrows together, like she didn’t even know the concept he referred to.

“That website you devote your life to – tumblr, that’s just a bunch of you girls gossiping and ogling over your celebrity crushes,” Harry chuckled, shaking his head lightly.

“Although that is one hundred percent the truth, I resent that, Mr. Styles,” she said, wagging her finger at him.

“What do you resent about it?” He asked, cocking his eyebrow at her.

“The only thing I am devoted to is you,” she cooed, smirking back at him.

“Yet you didn’t try to negate the rest of what I said,” he argued, smiling smugly at her.

“Well, that’s because it’s the truth. Look, I just reblogged a photoset of us canoodling on the streets of NYC,” she said, showing him the screen of her laptop, completely pleased with herself.

“You are ridiculous,” Harry chuckled, shaking his head at his lunatic of a girlfriend.

“I’m going to be completely honest with you… the amount of pictures I’ve reblogged of you is frightening,” she told him and all he could do was laugh.

It was definitely out of the norm for Harry to date someone like Audrey – a fan. But nothing could have stopped him, not even that little fun fact. From the moment he met her, he knew he had to have her, so he embraced it. She had her little quirks, like most people do, but it only made him like her more.

“So do you like, go around bragging to all your tumblr followers that you’re dating me?” He asked her curiously.

God, no,” she said dramatically.

“Well, Jesus,” Harry chuckled, looking at her oddly, wondering what her reasoning for that was.

“First of all, no one would believe me. And second, if they did believe me, my blog would blow up. I wouldn’t be left alone. I would have to delete it. And my god, I did not spend the last four years of my life perfecting this masterpiece for it to have to get deleted,” she explained as she smirked at him. He could do nothing but chuckle at her insanity.

“That sounds… climatic,” he told her.

“It would be,” she said, pursing her lips together.

Harry pulled the headphones off of his head and walked toward her.

“I can think of something else that could be considered climatic,” he said, smirking suggestively at her.

“Oh, yeah?” Audrey asked, smirking back at him as she closed the top of her lap top and set it on the coffee table just as Harry was dropping down to kiss her.

“Yeah,” he breathed against her perfect, pink, pouty lips.

“Tell me about it,” she breathed seductively as Harry pushed forward, causing her to lie back on the couch.

His lips met hers immediately as his hands began a slow ascent up her torso. Audrey had an amazing body. She had curves in all the right places. She was small, but she wasn’t too thin. Audrey had everything Harry wanted in a girl. And that went way beyond her physical appearance.

Good God!” They heard Niall yelp, causing them to break the kiss and snap their heads in his direction.

“Is this what you two do here when I’m not home?” Niall asked, walking deeper into the room, pulling his bag off of his shoulder and slinging it over the chair that Harry occupied no less than two minutes before.

“When we’re not interrupted,” Harry mumbled as he pulled himself off of Audrey.

“Remember – every piece of furniture in this flat is rented. Don’t leave any stains on them,” Niall said, sitting down in the computer chair, ignoring them completely.

Gross, Niall!” Audrey yelped, throwing one of the decorative pillows at the back of his head.

“What? I was being serious,” Niall said, turning toward them again.

“Don’t worry about the furniture!” She laughed.

“It’s a real cause for concern,” he said, smirking playfully at her.

“I’ll do my best at keeping my bodily fluids to myself,” Harry said, rolling his eyes at Niall.

Gross, Harry!” Audrey said, smacking his arm lightly. Niall just laughed.

“What?” Harry asked her wide-eyed, rubbing his arm where she hit him.

Gross,” she said again.

“You don’t like to talk about bodily fluids?” Harry asked, smirking at her, trying to send her over the edge again.

GROSS!” She yelped, cringing at his words.

“Bodily fluids,” Harry said again in an overly seductive voice.

“Oh my god, gross,” she groaned, pulling her hands up to cover her ears.

Bodily fluids, bodily fluids, bodily fluids,” Harry said in succession, watching her squirm and squeal from the taunting.

“Keep saying it and you’ll most definitely be keeping your bodily fluids to yourself,” she threatened playful.

Eww. I don’t want to hear about your sordid sex life,” Niall scoffed from the chair.

“At least we have one!” Harry laughed.

“You dirty, dirty people,” Niall said, looking back at them, feigning disgust.

Audrey’s giggle pierced the air, causing Harry to laugh too. One of the most beautiful things in the world was her laugh. She never failed to make him smile. As a matter of fact, everything about Audrey never failed to make him smile. He couldn’t help but admire her for that and hoped she’d keep him around.

.

Audrey

New York City – June 14th, 2016

“Hey, mate,” Harry greeted his friend Jeff. Audrey watched as the two of them shook hands once they arrived at the club they were invited to that evening.

“Who’s this beautiful creature?” Jeff asked, smirking as he looked over at Audrey.

“Hey, this is… uh, this is my girlfriend Audrey,” Harry said, smiling at Jeff as he introduced them.

“Girlfriend? Harry,” Jeff laughed, giving Harry a cock of his eyebrow.

“It’s nice to meet you, Audrey. If you’re with Harry, you’re a VIP in my eyes,” he said with a wink as he shook her hand.

“Thanks,” Audrey said, smiling and blushing because of his charm.

The only thing Audrey really knew about Jeff Azoff was that he came from a massive family dynasty of celebrity management. His father, Irving, was like one of the biggest bosses in the business and Jeff was following closely in his father’s footsteps.

“Can I get you a drink?” Jeff asked her. Audrey looked over at Harry, who gave her a nod.

“A vodka cranberry?” She asked him.

“You got it, beautiful,” Jeff said, smirking at her as he moved toward the bar, shouting at the bartender over the loud music.

Throughout the night, Jeff kept buying both Audrey and Harry drinks, one after another. And Audrey was having a really good time with Harry and his friends. It was really the first time she had the opportunity to meet any of them. It was pretty much just the two of them hanging out at Niall’s place more often than not. Which was perfectly fine with her – she thoroughly enjoyed her time with Harry and Niall, and on occasion Louis. She just really liked seeing a different side of Harry.

“I think you’re really trying to get me drunk, Jefe,” Audrey said to Jeff. She was about five drinks in and she gave up calling him Jeff, deciding that Jefe was just so much better because he was like a little mini-boss, much like his father who was the big-boss.

“Nah, I’m just trying to make sure you have a good time,” he said, smirking at her.

Aww,” she cooed, sipping up the last bit of her drink.

“And I have to see to it that my boy gets laid tonight,” Jeff quipped, laughing at his own joke.

“Oh! I don’t need alcohol for that,” Audrey said out loud, immediately clamping her hand over her mouth, realizing she said too much.

Everyone laugh at her outburst as she blushed, giving Harry a sympathetic look. He just smiled and shook his head at her.

“God damn it, Jefe. Look what you’re doing to me,” Audrey giggled as she let out a hiccup, causing Harry to snicker at her.

“It’s okay. It’s okay,” Jeff laughed, throwing his arm over her shoulder.

“Why are you calling him Jefe?” Harry asked through a chuckle.

“Cause he’s the mother-fucking boss, isn’t he?” Audrey asked before letting out another drunk laugh.

“Yes! I love your girl, Styles,” Jeff cheered, tightening his grip around Audrey’s shoulder before he leaned in, leaving a wet kiss on her cheek.

Audrey burst out drunk-giggling again and Jeff laughed with her.

“Let’s get this girl another!” Jeff called out to one of the VIP waitresses, only then taking his arm off Audrey’s shoulder.

“You two are completely mad,” Harry laughed blithely at Audrey.

“We’re totally best friends now,” Audrey told him confidently.

“We totally are,” Jeff said, smiling over at her.

“I’ll be right back,” Harry leaned in to tell Audrey over the loud music in the club.

“Where are you going?” She asked him, letting her face grow serious.

“Toilet,” he mouthed as he moved away from the table. Audrey nodded, watching him walk away. He had a perfect little saunter that was just so appealing to her.

“Ah, here’s your drink, Audrey,” Jeff said happily, taking the drink from the waitress.

“Why thank you,” she said, smiling as she grabbed the vodka cranberry from him.

“Thanks,” Jeff said, slipping the waitress a tip before she walked off.

“Let’s make a toast,” he suggested, picking up his own glass.

“What should we toast to?” Audrey asked him, looking around to see who else they could get in on their toast, but all their other friends were heavy into conversations with everyone else.

“To new friendship,” he said, raising his glass with one hand and patting Audrey’s bare knee underneath the table with his other hand.

Hear, hear,” she shouted, clinking her glass with his before she took a sip.

Jeff’s eyes stayed on her as he drank from his own glass.

“So how long have you been seeing Harry?” He asked as he set his drink back down on the table.

“We, uh… about a month,” she told him.

“Ah, so it’s still pretty new,” he said, heightening his eyebrows.

“Yeah. Yeah, it is,” she said, nodding her head.

“How did you meet?” He asked, eyeing her intensely.

“I actually met Niall first,” she told him.

“That’s his old band mate, right?” Jeff asked curiously.

Her stomach turned at the use of the word ‘old’, because One Direction was still very current to her. She still had hope that they would come back from their hiatus.

“Yeah. We became really good friends – me and Niall,” she told him as she took another sip of her drink.

“And Harry just came and swooped you up?” He asked with a proud smile.

“Well, I mean, there wasn’t anything going on between me and Niall. I mean, we were just friends,” Audrey explained, feeling a bit put on the spot. Harry didn’t do any swooping. There was no swooping to be done.

“Either way,” Jeff said with a smile and a shrug of his shoulders.

“Either way,” she replied, nodding as she took another sip of her drink.

“You’re a very beautiful girl. He’s lucky to have you,” Jeff cooed, leaning in closer.

“Thank you,” she acknowledged, blushing as she felt Jeff’s hand on her leg again, slipping down between her bare thighs this time.

Her entire body froze in apprehension. She didn’t know what made her shut down in almost a total state of paralysis. Maybe it was the complete and utter shock that this guy felt like he had a right to touch her like that. Maybe it was fear that he might think of doing more. She didn’t know why she was frozen like a statue, but all she seemed to be able to do was stare at him in disbelief.

“You must be a good, hmm? A good girl? I mean, you’re with a Harry after all,” he said with a smirk, his hand still gripped onto her thigh.

“W-what does that have to do with anything?” She asked, her voice shaking noticeably.

“You’re a good girl, but you have a naughty streak, don’t you?” He continued as his hand moved further up her thigh.

That was all it took for her to break out of whatever paralysis she was in. All of a sudden it was like her body was released from the invisible grip it was in, quickly pushing his hand off her leg before it went any further up.

“Stop,” she told him, giving him a challenging look.

“It’s okay,” he breathed, going to put his arm around her again.

“Just stop it, okay. Stop,” she told him firmly as she caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye of Harry walking back toward the table.

Jeff sat up straight, noticing the same thing. Harry smiled at Audrey as he walked up and she quickly slid toward the end of the booth away from Jeff, standing up in front of Harry.

“What’s going on?” Harry asked her, knitting his brow in concern.

“I-I’m not feeling well,” she lied.

“Oh,” he said, looking from Audrey to Jeff and then back to her again.

“Can we… can we just go?” She asked him, unable to even look him in the eye.

“Yeah, sure. No problem,” he said, rubbing her arm gently.

Audrey watched as Harry explained to Jeff and the rest of their friends that they were leaving. Of course his friends were noticeably disheartened over the fact that they were leaving so soon and it made Audrey feel terrible for stealing him away. But she didn’t think she could sit there and make lively chit-chat with the likes of Jeff Azoff. Not anymore.

“It was nice meeting you, Audrey,” Jeff said to her and she felt a noticeable feeling of unease skirt up her spine.

“Likewise,” she said, only to save-face in front of Harry.

She didn’t know if she should say something to Harry about the situation or not. All she knew at that moment was she wanted to get as far away from that creep as she possibly could.

“Ready?” Harry asked Audrey, wrapping his arms loosely around her waist.

“Yes, please,” she said and he guided her with his hand on the small of her back out of the back door of the club.

Once they were shut up inside the town car, Audrey began to fear if she were to tell Harry about what happened, that he might not believe her. He and Jeff had gotten very close since Harry started on his solo journey. And her relationship with him was still so new and she didn’t want to mess it up. He meant too much to her.

“How are you feeling?” He asked with a look of concern on his face.

“Better,” she said, still feeling kind of shell-shocked over what happened.

“Are you sure? You look… you look a little pale,” he asked, knitting his eyebrows together.

“I’m fine, I swear,” Audrey said, giving him a small smile as she leaned toward him, resting her head against his shoulder.

“Alright,” he said, kissing her forehead.

“Can I stay over?” She asked him. She honestly didn’t want to be away from him.

“Of course, love,” he said, wrapping his arm around her, squeezing her body against his.

“Thank you,” she breathed.

.

Audrey

New York City – June 15th, 2016

“Hi,” Audrey said when her sister Renee answered her phone call.

“Hi, bug,” Renee greeted, using a nickname her parents used to call her when she was a little girl.

“How are you?” Audrey asked, biting at her lip, knowing she needed someone to talk to about what happened with Jeff Azoff at the club the night before.

“I’m well. How are you? How is your rock star boyfriend?” Renee cooed playfully.

“He’s… amazing,” Audrey gushed as a smile turned up her lips at the mentioning of Harry.

“I wish I didn’t live in London. I want to meet him,” Renee huffed.

“Maybe the next time he’s home you two can meet up,” Audrey said, half-joking half-serious.

“Yeah. And then I can steal him away from you, because he’s a certified babe, Aud,” Renee joked.

“I know, I know. I still don’t understand how I got so lucky,” Audrey said, blushing rapidly. All Renee could do was laugh.

“So, I uh… I kind of need someone to talk to,” Audrey said, feeling awkward about the whole situation.

“Okay, shoot. Unless this is some sort of weird sex scenario, then you’re on your own,” Renee quipped, letting out a laugh.

“No, no. Another time,” Audrey snickered.

“What’s up?” Renee asked finally.

“So, uh… Harry and I went out to a club last night with some of his friends and uh, I met this guy Jeff, who is like Harry’s new manager or something—” Audrey started to explain.

“If you’re about to tell me you’ve developed feelings for another man, I am personally going to fly out to New York just to smack some sense into you,” Renee interrupted quickly.

“No. No, absolutely not. I just… I don’t know. Jeff… he was great. Really friendly, nice, and the two of us really got a long… platonically, obviously,” Audrey continued to explain.

“But?”

“But, uh… when Harry went to the bathroom it all like, went downhill and I’m not really sure what to do about it,” Audrey explained.

“What do you mean it went downhill?” Renee asked, sounding concerned.

“So, I mean, we were really drunk. This was like later in the evening and we were like five or six drinks in, working on the next one. And like, Harry was in the bathroom and Jeff was asking about our relationship. And then out of nowhere his hand was on my thigh… my bare thigh,” Audrey told her.

“Did you push it off?” Renee asked quickly.

“Not at first. I mean, I like, froze in shock or something. Then he started spouting off that I must be a ‘good girl’ if I’m with Harry. ‘A good girl with a naughty streak’, I think is what he said,” Audrey explained.

“Ohmygod,” Renee gasped.

“And like all the while his hand is moving up my thigh… like, between my thighs and I’m like, freaking the fuck out. And finally I pushed his hand away and told him to stop. But of course he laughed it off. And like, then Harry walked back over to the table and it was over. But like, I was done. I wanted to leave immediately,” Audrey continued.

“Wow. What did Harry say about it?” Renee asked, sounding worried.

“See, that’s the thing. I didn’t tell him. I don’t know if I should tell him,” Audrey said quietly.

“You didn’t tell him!?” Renee gasped dramatically.

“I don’t want to… I don’t know… mess anything up with his career,” Audrey told her, feeling her cheeks heat up.

“Mess anything up with his career? Why would telling him you were sexually assaulted by his friend mess up his career?” Renee asked incredulously.

“It wasn’t sexual assault…” Audrey protested half-heartedly.

“It was sexual assault! Just because it was Harry’s friend, doesn’t take away the fact that it was an unwanted sexual advance. And I still don’t understand why you think it will affect his career?” Renee argued.

“Cause, like, Jeff is his manager,” Audrey said quietly.

“He can get a new manager!” Renee yelped.

“Yeah,” Audrey breathed, feeling uneasy about the whole ordeal.

“You need to tell him!” Renee insisted firmly.

“I-I…” Audrey stammered.

“You need to tell him, Audrey,” Renee pressed again.

Even with the persistence from her sister, she still didn’t think it was the best idea to tell Harry. It happened, but it was over. If it happened again, then she would tell him. But, she didn’t want to risk him getting upset with her over something that was so trivial in the end.

Notes

For the record, I do not hate Jeff Azoff...

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!!! :(