We're Just Friends (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 16: Im an Idiot

Harry's POV

'Taylor what is your problem!' I spat when we reached my hotel after a long, silent walk back.

'I don't like the way she looks at you Harry! And I sure as hell don't like the way you look at her.' She shouted.

'I don't look at her like anything Tay, you gotta understand she's my best friend!' I stated.

She huffed though, 'Harry maybe you should tell her your just best friends. She obviously relies you to much. I need to go. I have interviews, see ya.' She flicked her wrist and walked out. She was starting to irritate me now.

I let out a frustrated sigh and ran my hands threw my hair. I hated the fact that Skyler was sitting a few doors down from me feeling insecure. We never fought. We're not fighting now exactly, but it's hard to choose sides between your best friend and your girlfriend.

After a moment I gave up and left my hotel room, before I could think I was thudding Skylers door. After a few minutes she didn't answer.

'Skyler? Skyler!?!' I shouted knocking the door.

'Go away Harry.' She croaked from behind the door.

'No, open this door now.' I demanded.

'No.'

'Skyler I don't have time for this open the door right now.'

'No!'

'Open this fucking door now before I open it for you.' I banged the door proving my point. After a moments silents I heard a shaky sigh before she slowly opened the door.

Her beautiful eyes were glistening with tears and her makeup had run down her face slightly. She still managed to look beautiful though.

'What Harry?' She croaked.

'Im sorry. I'm so so sorry.' I gushed walking past her and sitting on her bed. She stood in the open doorway staring a me for a moment before she closed the door.

'Its not your fault Haz.' She mumbled sitting beside me. She awkwardly sat on her hands and swung her legs back and forward over the bed bannister.

'I shouldn't have let her speak to you like that.' I admitted. I shouldn't have though. It's not my fault she's so jealous.

'You can't always hold yourself responsible for her words Harry, it's not my fault it's true.' She whispered. Her voice cracked slightly on the 'true' but she tried to cover it my lightly smiling at me. It was the most fake smile i had ever seen.

It took me a second to register what she'd said. She thinks she fat? I don't see how. She's perfect. Yeah she has curves, but there beautiful. More for me to hold into when were-

Stop it Harry.

'You think your fat?' I only realised how shocked my voice sounded when it was said out loud.

'Well I'm not skinny.' She shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't care. She did. I could see it in her eyes.

'Your beautiful.' I whispered. God I'm a cunt.

She looked almost bewildered my my compliment. I didn't mean to say it out loud.

'Thank you.' She whispered, I almost didn't make out what she was saying. She reached over and wrapped her arms around my waist and buried her face in my chest, embracing me. She let in a deep breath and muttered 'You smell really nice.'

I lightly chucked lying back and stroking her hair, which I knew she loved. Her steady breathing and odd moans of pleasure from the relaxation calmed me until I drifted off into a sleep.