Harry Styles
Why would I ask that? Why would I ask her if she loved him or not?
Idiot.
I don't even know why I did that I was drunk, angry and jealous. And she just vanished. I acted like I needed to use the bathroom but the truth is that I went looking for her.
Her state was worse than mine, I found her dancing and she was really drunk to the point where she had to throw up. Her answer made me feel something, I don't know if it was happiness or satisfaction because I loved the fact that she admitted she loved me more than him.
Maybe it was a stupid thing to go there with a girl that I met two days before that night and introduced her as my girlfriend. She wasn't we just had sex and I asked her to go with me to a club later, she said yes of course. She was surprised when I introduced her as my girlfriend but thank God she played it off. And now she thinks I'm in love with her.
When I left for college I tried dating, because I never did in high school. What was going on with me and Grace at that time was something better than dating, we didn't give it a name we were just together. But you know everything must come to an end, it didn't work. And trying to date also didn't work for me. I didn't find myself so attached to anyone, I didn't really love any of them and I don't think they did, so I stopped. I just slept around.
And I may have stalked all her social medias after the first night I saw her playing at the club.
About that stunt I pulled with Kate that night, I did it to make Grace jealous. I was so angry that she left me at the bar that day and went home with her 'boyfriend'. I wished that she and Zayn were something because honestly seeing her still with someone that she left me for four years ago, it kinda hurt.
It's been two weeks now, we started working three days after that night. I came here to work, so let's focus on that. Which won't be easy because I'm going to be seeing Grace every time and to be honest I like it. I'm not gonna lie she's so talented. She's so good, at everything.
I find myself thinking about her a lot, I never stopped even after leaving this place. She was and will always have a special place in my heart. I don't think she deserves it after what she did to me, but I can't help it. I'm attached.
I tried to fix things, it was too late. I never thought that I'd see her with Aidan ever again, but yet again I was wrong. I felt so stupid for trying to have a thing with her again. And by that I meant the connection that we used to have even as friends, I don't think she wants to. I feel like she's pushing me away. Which is not what she used to do, it didn't feel like Grace. But I guess people change.
Grace Woods
It's been two weeks now. After that day at tightrope Harry called me after he sent me a location to come for work. I remember I woke up with a damn headache, I shouldn't have drunk that much that night, and I shouldn't have an angry sex session after that. Aidan was so jealous and he gets a bit rough when he's angry. Not that I'm complaining though but sometimes I feel like our relationship is just about sex. We don't even communicate when we have some sort of an argument instead we have sex, take a break then have a makeup sex and get back together like nothing happened. We never talk about the actual problem.
I was in my car; on my way to the studio that we work at with Harry. It's not even an actual studio because we haven't started yet we're just rehearsing. It's my second day at 'work'.
The last time he made us play 'sex on fire' by 'kings of Leon' he always liked that song. But that son of a bitch made us play for the whole evening! He complains about everything. He wants everything to be perfect. Like calm down we're just rehearsing and it's a cover. I don't know how we're going to work with him on his own songs.
But I have to admit it he has a very special voice. I could listen to him singing all day. That's what made it easier for me to play the same song over and over again.
I walked in to find Harry all alone by himself. "Where's everyone?" I asked as I put my purse on the table and sat on the couch.
"They still haven't come. There's still thirteen minutes left" he said, turning to face me "Coffee?" he asked, holding a cup "Yeah" I murmured, taking the cup from his hands "Thank you"
He sat next to me on the same couch "I'm sorry about how I acted that night. I didn't get the chance to talk to you alone, I wanted to apologize I shouldn't have done it" he randomly said.
"Don't worry about it, I don't even remember that much" I lied "The only thing that I remember is taking a last shot and then you helped me after I threw up. Which I have to thank you for"
He was about to say something but he couldn't because Ash came in "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't knock! Did I interrupt something?" Ash said with a smirk.
"No" I glared at him, standing up.
***
Another day playing the same song over and over again. But am I surprised? Of course not. But it didn't take a lot of time unlike the last time. And he had the audacity to tell us that we're getting better.
We played 'Take me to church' by 'Hozier'
And all I could say is that it felt better than an orgasm. I'm not even kidding. I loved every second of it, it was amazing.
Everyone left; it was just me, him and silence. I hate it when I'm in a place with someone and there's just silent
"You should play it at tightrope sometimes" I said, trying to break the silence
"Tightrope?" he looked confused
"Yeah... tightrope, the club" I explained
"Oh, yeah I'd love to"
Silence, again.
"How did you do it?" he asked as he sat on the couch. "Do what?" He's always making me confused. "The club and everything. I thought it was just Zayn's because you know... that's what his dad does" he tried to explain
"Oh no his dad has nothing to do with this" I tried to clarify.
"Do you want to tell me about it?" he said with a smile, taping on the spot next to him on the couch "Sit"
This is making me feel sixteen again, when we used to meet after school and he asks me about how my day went and if I want to tell him about it
"It's kind of complicated actually" I sat next to him. "He's on good terms with his dad; the last thing he said to him is that he's nothing without him. And you know how stubborn he is. He insisted that he'll have his own club just to prove his dad wrong. I was so scared that he'd get into some kind of trouble because I never liked the people that he was involved with at that time. So I proposed to have one on our own, I had to sell everything I had besides the house. It wasn't enough of course, he had his connections it took us a year but we did it eventually"
"Connections? What kind of connections?"
"I don't know. I don't ask questions that I wouldn't like their answers" I mumbled, playing with my hands
"What about college?" he asked with a strict tone, which I didn't like
"Dropped out since freshman year, thought I'd go back last year but I couldn't"
"Why?" he asked again
"Uh..." I didn't know how to answer that question; no one has ever asked me about it before because it makes me uncomfortable
"And where's your mom?"
"I left school because of my mental health" I said quickly but timidly, interrupting him
"What about your mom" he furrowed his eyebrows
"She left okay!" I snapped, getting up looking for my things because I wanted to leave. I felt so embarrassed admitting that my own mother didn't want me.
"Hey..." he said, standing in front of me "I'm just gonna leave" I whispered "No, stay for a minute" he pulled me, his hand lifting my chin. "I'm so sorry. I didn't know" his face was so close to mine "It's okay. Forget about it"
He put his lips on mine trying to kiss me. I pulled back, I broke the kiss. "No Harry this isn't right." I said taking a step back "What? Why?" He wasn't pleased, he looked annoyed
"I can't do this to Aidan. It's not right. It's not fair" I said trying to reason "Oh so it's not fair for him if you kiss me but it was fair when you slept with him after what happened between us" his voice got louder
"It's not the same thing! Why did you bring that up?" I glared at him "Because I still can't believe that you did that to me! I said loved you Grace and you cheated on me" he whispered w shout, his jaw clenching
"I didn't cheat on you!" I cut him off "I never did. you choose to believe that I cheated on you. You didn't let me explain myself Harry. It's not my fault it's yours" I felt pain in the back of my throat, I felt like I couldn't even talk anymore.
"Explain yourself then I'm waiting" he said crossing his hands "I- I can't" I shook my head "Yeah of course you can't, because there's no explanation" he chuckled "you're still with him Grace! It's been four years and you're still with him. Maybe you didn't cheat on him and you don't want to do it, I get it. But you're still a cheater"
"Then why are you trying to kiss me? Why are you trying to make me talk about it?" I snapped
"I don't know!" He shouted
"if you really don't care about us. If I don't matter to you anymore then stop this. Get over it" I said as I took my things about to leave.