Stalker Styles (Harry Styles...

By brynbarb

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{C O M P L E T E D} "I like the curly haired one. Harry." Presley Davis had no idea that sentence would chang... More

Prologue*
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Epilogue
Authors Note - I M P O R T A N T

Chapter 46

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By brynbarb

 Hunter on the side>>>>>






"Billy La Bufanda. . ." Hunter sings as he walks into my room. I am still curled up in the same position as I was when I was on the phone with Harry, but for some reason, I hadn't cried as much as I thought I would. I can feel an emptiness in my chest, and I know it's from him. But he said he would come back for me. "Hey what's wrong?" Hunter asks, dropping the chip he had in his hand to rush over to my bed.



I give him a look, not having the energy to talk, nonetheless ask him why he's still here. Gosh it's been a long day. I got home around three in the afternoon, Stevie came and didn't leave until about six, and now it's almost nine o' clock. I feel like it's two in the morning.



"Oh heck. He didn't, did he?" Hunter says, exasperated. Nothing he just said made sense. "He broke up with you?" he finally says and I nod, running a hand through my hair. I really should get a haircut, I've got some bad split ends.



My face twists into confusion at my random thought, but I shake it out of my head. "Yeah." I answer Hunter.




"Can I have permission to go find him and hit him with a chair?" Hunter asks, raising his hand like he's in school.



I chuckle and shake my head. "No, please don't do that."



"Well then what can I do?" He asks. Who is this kid? Why does he care about what's happening to me?




"Hunter, why do you care about what's happening to me?" I ask him and he smiles.



"Well. . .since you asked," he says, smirking. "I have grown quite fond of you." He is still smirking and I'm tempted to slap him. Before I could respond he starts laughing. "oh my gosh your face!" he continues laughing. "I'm kidding, I have a girlfriend back home."




"You're an idiot!" I say, a smile making its way onto my lips.



He starts laughing even harder. "Oh my gosh seriously, that was the funniest thing ever!" he keeps laughing and I resort to giving him a hard punch on the shoulder.




"Really! Why do you care?" I ask him once more.



He finishes laughing and takes a deep breath. "Well, you kind of remind me of my older sister. When her boyfriend broke up with her, she cried for days and days. When I asked her why he broke up with her, she said "Boys are stupid. They don't have feelings and they surely don't care for yours."  And then she went back to crying. I later found out that he got her best friend pregnant."

I widen my eyes at his words. I didn't know he had a sister. "I really do care, Presley. Somehow in all this mess, you've become my friend, and I'm not about to let you go through this alone."

***

"Presley," Hunter whispers. I'm about ready to go out into the hall where he is and punch him in the face. "I'm hungry, but you don't have food." He whispers.

I roll over so my back is facing my door, where his head is poking in. "I do too have food."

"Not delicious food. Listen, I slept on the couch all night, the least you could do is have some good food."

"Oh my gosh Hunter, we stayed up until 3 a.m. watching movies, go get some food, and let me sleep." I say to him, sitting up to face him.

"Jeez, has anyone ever told you that you're moodyt in the morning?"

"Has anyone ever told you that you're annoying in the morning?" I retaliate. I lay back down and snuggle in my covers.

"Well, I'm going to go get some food for us, be back soon." He says finally, leaving the hallway. I soon hear my front door close, meaning he's gone. I crack open my eyes and stare at my ceiling, reality finally coming back to me.

Harry's gone. He left me. I'm alone. Tears start pricking my eyes at the thought, and I'm tempted to throw off my covers, and catch the next plane to England. Just so I can push Harry against the wall, ask him what the heck is wrong with him, and then give in to his smile, ventually ending in us kissing.

Doesn,'t sound too bad, but he made it pretty clear that we should probably stay away from each other for awhile. I should really be staying away from Hunter, since there are rumors about him. I haven't talked to Alex, from the movie, since the rumors about him and I started up. My phone vibrates on my dresser and I sigh and throw my covers off.

"Got to go into work :( I'll come by later tonight or tomorrow." A text from Hunter reads. I sigh and set my phone down instead of replying. It was probably a really bad idea to have him sleep on my couch last night, with all these rumors flying around, but it was nice to have someone to talk to.

I really should call Alana and tell her what happened, but it's kind of embarassing. Her and Niall are happy as ever, and I don't want to interfere with the drama with Harry. I almost want to laugh at how screwed up my life has become. In a few days I have to go back to shooting the movie, back to being out under the spotlight, back to being judged by anyone who lays an eye one me.

Before I could start crying over my life again, my phone vibrates again, this time, with a call. I answer it without looking at the Caller I.D., a small piece of me hoping that I;ll hear Harry's voice on the other end, begging me to come back.

"Hello?" I say, my voice shaking.

"Presley?" The voice says and I almost fall to my knees. It's been so long since I heard this voice.

"Alexander." I say, a smile breaking on my lips.

"I'm coming over, like right now." He says and I almost want to cry out of joy.

***

By the time I had showered and got dressed, exactly twenty minutes had passed since my phone call with Alexander. I anxiously pace in front of my door, waiting for a knock to sound. When it finally does, I'm scrambling, fixing my clothes, and running fingers through my hair, before I pull the door open, only to be swept up in the arms of my best friend.

"Presley." Alexander says into my hair.

"Alexander." I say.

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wHAT? WHAT AM I DOING TO YOU GUYS? Hahaha I really missed Alexander okay, don't hate me.

 That was a fast update because I've been taking forever lately!

WOW. I got some threatening messages over the lest chapter. That was scary. I need more comments because I haven't been getting very many.

 

Anyway, lots of comments= faster updates! :)

 

Btw this story is almost over, and when it's over I'm posting my Niall story!

 

Sorry for spelling errors! I'll go back and edit!

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