Chapter 7

Chapter 7 :D

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Harry's POV

 "Haz, I wouldn't do such a thing to El, you know that!" Louis whispered, but kind of loudly.

"I don't know." I shrugged, still  feeling a little angry...

Louis roughly gripped onto his hair, closing his eyes for a few seconds, then re-opening them.

"Harry...I'm not like that and you know it." Louis called me 'Harry,' he usually calls me Haz or Hazza.

"Maybe you aren't...but maybe she is."

I let out a deep sigh, walking out of the room, seeing Jesse on the couch, eyes flickered up at me.

"Are you two okay?" She asked.

I didn't answer, I ignored her, walking outside, not wanting to talk to her.

How can I get jealous over this. I ran my fingers through my curls.

I don't understand.

I've only known her for one day...and now we've already gotten through something. Switching flats for a night wasn't very helpful, Boo Bear does get those bad dreams a lot, but I mean, she could've at least said something...or maybe she wanted him to sleep next to her.

I rubbed my face with my hands, then pinching the bridge of my nose.

Going through stress before the tour is never good, especially when it follows along on tour...

Jealousy...can you believe it? Me? I usually am not like that, but it was like the second I caught what was happening, I felt anger and hurt all over me, but why?

That question is getting to me, like ants getting all up inside of my skin, and I can't get them out until they're answered...

Jesse's POV

I heard someone come in the living room, I look up to see Harry staring at me, blank expression, no smiles or frowns, no confusion, or hurt. I don't know what's going on.

Say something Jesse!

"Are you two okay?" I asked, finally getting something out.

Harry just walked right outside, ignoring my question, so I take it as a no?

Now Louis walked in the room.

"I'm sorry, Jesse, going to each other's flats was not the best idea...sorry I got you involved." Louis apologized, rubbing the back of his neck.

"No, it's fine, but why did he act like this?" I put my phone next to me on the couch, focusing on him.

"I...I don't know?" Louis tried to say it not in a question....but he's not telling me something.

I just nodded, acting like I didn't notice.

Louis sighed, walking back to his bedroom.

I turned my phone to camera, peeking out the blinds at Harry. I took a picture through the blinds, tweeting this.

JesseCarterDrums: @HarryStyles talk to meeeee!

I sent it, watching as he pulled out his phone, I guess he got it.

He quickly snapped his head in my direction, I let go of the blinds, ducking down.

I am caught...or at least I think he saw me.

I slouched down, making it look more like I'm falling off of the couch, wow, nice way to pretend like you weren't looking at him. Already got a picture of him, even put it on Twitter, tagging him. Should've thought more into it.

I heard the door open, not a very happy Harry came inside.

"Harry?" I said,  trying to make him look at me, it only made him stop, before he kept going.

"Harry? Why won't you talk to me?" I whined, getting off of the couch, hands firmly on my hips.

He came back, keys twirling in his hands.

Harry took one more glance at me, then walked back outside.

No, he is not leaving without talking to me!

I hurried with my phone, seeing him start the car.

I hopped in front of it, as he was about to start driving, he stopped on the breaks, widened eyes.

"Are you crazy?!" He yelled at me.

"I must be if I'm trying to do anything to get you to talk to me!" I shouted back, keeping my hands at the front of his car.

"Please...move." He took a deep breath.

"No, why are you leaving?" I asked, sitting on the edge of his car now.

"Jesse...move." He said, through his teeth.

"I'm quite comfy here, I like your car." I smiled, laying down on it.

I heard him open the door, he stood beside me.

"One last chance, Carter." Harry used my last name like it was offending me.

"I'm alright, Styles, but thanks." I told him, putting my hands behind my head, feeling more relaxed.

"Jesse...you have until the count of three..." He hissed.

"Cat much?" I giggled, propping my elbows behind me, only lifting my head up.

"One..." He started counting, like this is going to scare me.

"Uno!" I cheered, smiling.

"Two..." Harry growled, losing his patience.

"Two banana's!" I laughed.

"Three..." Harry put his arms under me, lifting me up.

"Where are we going?" I smiled at him.

"You're staying here." He didn't sound very nice at all, it's not like he did before.

Harry set me down on the stair case that led up to their flat.

He started walking back to the car, opening his door up again.

I ran over to his car, opening the back door, and climbing inside.

"Jesse!" Harry groaned, getting furious.

"Hi...Hazza." I used Louis' nickname, let's see what this does.

"Don't make me come back there and take you out." He warned, kind of a growl again.

"You sound like some tiger, hissing and growling." I laughed, making myself comfortable.

He got out of the car, about to open the door, but I locked it, smirking.

"Don't. Do. That." He had anger written all over his face, this is fun to also annoy him.

"But...I just want to be your friend!" I pretended to cry, but I think he thought I really was.

"Oh...sh-erm." He hopped back into the drivers seat, and climbed in the back through there.

"Ididn'tmeantomakeyoucry." He said it really quick, pulling me into his arms, which felt real nice.

I looked up at him, giggling.

"Are you kidding me?" His expression went from guilty to annoyed.

"What's wrong? Really?" I asked, looking up at him, hoping he'd explain something...anything...everything.

"You really want to know?" Harry sighed.

"Yes! It's bothering me, badly." I admitted, finally getting him to talk.

Harry just pressed his lips to mine, sending me chills up and down my body.

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