Dude, that should be me! (Harry Styles)

Chapter 52

I wake up at around 8 AM, and Liz is still asleep. So I get up quietly, careful not to wake her.

I go downstairs and see Harry eating cereal.

"Morning," he mutters.

"Morning." I answer.

I fill my bowl with cereal and milk, then I take the seat across from him.

It's so awkwardddddd.

I hear him inhale and exhale deeply, so I'm guessing he feels awkward too.

I decided to start the conversation.

"Hey, Harry. I'm really sorry about lastnight. It's just that, Lance is REALLY acting up, and I felt annoyed with you teasing and making fun of me like that last night,"

He looks up at me. "I know, I understand. Sorry,"

"Thanks. And it's okay."

He opens his mouth, as if he was about to say something, but instead he mutters "Nevermind."

"What was that?" I ask.

"What?"

"That thing you were supposed to say."

"Oh, nevermind that. Nothing important, really,"

"Come on, Harry. Just say it," I urge him.

Harry's POV

"Come on, Harry. Just say it."

"No, Gen. It's really nothing."

"Just tell meeeee." She says.

After a few more minutes of coaxing, I finally give in.

"Okay, fine. I'll tell you," I say.

Her eyes gleam happily, "Go on!"

I sigh, "Well, I was just gonna ask you.."

"Ask me what?"

"Why don't you just break up with him already? I know I already told you this lastnight, but I'm being serious right now." I sigh again. "You know, find someone who you deserve, and who deserves you."

Like, me..

It takes a few minutes before she finally replies.

"It's not that easy, Harry. I love him. You know that,"

I rolled my eyes, "Here we go again with the "I love him" thing. Yes, I get it. You love him. But does he love you?"

She looks abit taken aback.

"Yes, he does."

"Does he show he does?" I smirk.

She doesn't answer.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." I say.

"H-he he's just really not in the mood at the moment."

"Okay, Gen. But if he never gets "in the mood", don't say I didn't warn you and don't come running to me."

And with that, I grab my bowl, put it in the sink and head back up to my room.

Gen's POV

Ow.

Ow, okay.

That was kinda harsh.

How could he even say that?

Menopause. Has to be it.

I couldn't even laugh at my own joke, ugh.

I roll my eyes as I get up and wash me and Harry's bowls.

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"Do you love me?"

Lance looks at me as if I was crazy.

"Of course. Why are you asking me this?"

"Nothing, it's just that.. How come you never show it?"

"Show what?" He asks.

"Show that you love me." I say quietly.

He sighs. "I'm sorry, Gen. I do love you. It's just that, I always have a hard time expressing myself. You know that, right?"

"Yes, I do know that."

He smiles. "Thanks for understanding, I will try to change for you."

I smile back. "I love you,"

I notice as he shifts uncomfortably in his seat. "Love you too."

Harry's POV

Eavsdropping is fun.

I am currently behind Gen's door, my ear pressed against it.

Aaaand, I am annoyed.

Why can't Gen see or feel that Lance is uncomfortable?!

Is she that dense?

Yes, she is. That's why she can't feel that I love her, duh.

God.

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A/N:

Hey guys! I updated but it's sort of a filler, sorry. Kinda have writer's block right now, lol.

But I'll be updating later this week to make up for my slow update <3

Ily all :)

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PS. Sorry if there are any typos, I was kinda lazy to re-read this, lol. If there were any typos just comment it and I'll edit it. :-)