Friend Zoning Harry Styles

dirty laundry

---Harry's POV---

A couple of days ago, I confessed my heart and soul to the boys. I was a  bit embarassed at first. What kind of man tells his best mates that he can't sleep because of a girl? I'll tell you who... this man. Now that I have thought things over, I was proud of my love for Emily. There was just one thing stopping me from making her mine... 

"Babe what's wrong?" Hannah scooted closer to me. Resting her head on my shoulder, she placed her hands on my chest. We were on the sofa, watching some movie. I had lost complete interest at the beginning introduction. Something about a girl doing something, I couldn't remember. 

"Nothing," I couldn't help but sigh. I didn't want to be here. Well, I mean, I was okay with being here at my home... I just didn't want Hannah to be the one on my arm. I wanted Emily. I needed Emily. 

"You've hardly talked all day." she pouted her pink lips, scrunching her eyebrows together. "In fact, You've hardly talked since the day we saw what's her face under the bridge." I was looking away from her. I remember when I called HANNAH 'what's her face'. I hardly knew her at the time. She was just another girl I clinged onto, trying to push away any frustrations I had. The first time I met Hannah, I was too wasted to remember. I had drowned out my thoughts with a few shots of everything you could think of, trying to erase Emily from my mind. Only it didn't work out so well. Emily ended up being there at the club. That's when I grabbed Hannah and began to dance with her. I wanted to make the one girl that rejected me envious. Envious that she couldn't have me. Envious that I wasn't hers. She ended up making ME jealous. I hated it. I took Hannah home with me that night. I don't even remember what we did that night. Hannah says it was wild... to me, it was a fuzzy blurr. 

She ended up winning my attention, never my heart, but my attention. She kept my mind off of Emily for a good while. Long nights of distractions, pleasure, and laughs filling our time. But in the end, my mind would always drift back to Emily Olsen. The girl who didn't 'fangirl' and scream in my face when we first crossed paths in the bus. The girl whose thong I still have under my pillow, that I hold onto as I think of her during late nights. The girl who I adopted a puppy with. The girl who I kicked out of my car and banished from my life by blocking her from any communication with me. Emily was many things, except... mine.

"Harry!" Hannah nudged my sides, making me flinch from surprise. 

"What? huh? oh yeah sure..."

"So you want to go get an Ice cream?" She asked again, knowing I didn't hear her the first time. I looked at her in the eyes, she looked upset. She knew my mind was somewhere else, with SomeONE else. We both didn't want to bring it up. I knew that. She didn't want to point out the fact that I loved Emily. She probably didn't want to believe it. Well it was true. I loved Emily. 

"Yeah, Let's go to Ronaldo's," I suggested a nearby ice cream place. A short distance walk was good, so that we wouldn't be in an awkward silence as we walked on foot. 

"Okay," She smiled, planting a soft kiss on my cheek. "Let me just go get my shoes." Hannah walked towards my room, her petite body swaying with every step. There was a time where I would have followed her in. But that was then. Now, the only thing on my mind was... Her.

---Hannah's POV---

If I have to hear about 'Saint Emily' one more time I swear I'm going to blow. When he's not mentioning her, her schooling, or the hospital, he's sitting there like an idiot, mouth gaped open, staring into space.  I was right infront of him, never pushing him away. What part of that didn't he get? 

UGH! 

I was currently sitting down on his bed, lacing up my turqoise keds. Lucky, or Limpy, or whatever the hell this dog's name is, was rubbing themselves against my leg. Ugh, I hate dogs. I even suggested to Harry that we get rid of it. He just kept mentioning something about it being his 'baby' and that it meant the world to him. Whatever the fuck THAT meant. I rolled my eyes at the thought. 

Don't get me wrong, I like Harry. Alot. I want to be with him, He's sweet, when he's not too busy thinking of Emily. And that body! Just thinking about his abs, and bad boy ink turned me on. It's just that, after a while, a girl tends to get tired of coming in second. 

I sighed, as I threw my weight back and onto Harry's bed. So many memories were played out under these sheets. I couldn't help but let out a little smirk. Harry sure knew how to make a lasting impression. My body was sprawled out over the whole matress. Stretching, my hands went under the huge, white, fluffy pillows. That's when I felt a soft cloth under Harry's 

---Harry's POV--- 

I was waiting for Hannah to return from my room. She was taking quite a long time. Probably looking at herself in the mirror or something. I leaned back onto the couch. Letting the cushions sink in under me. Resting my head back, I thought of Emily. Probably for the hundredth time today. Her smile kept running through my mind. The way her eyes almost closed as she giggled. They'd always crinkle when she was thinking, or smiling. She was probably there at home right now, alone, like always. Waiting for Brandon to come home from where ever the hell it was he was at. If only she could just hear me out. If only she knew how I felt. She had no idea whatsoever what was going through my mind.

"HARRY FUCKING STYLES!" I heard Hannah scream from the room. What the hell? I ran towards the door. Stopping at the entrance, my eyes widened as I came into realization. She. Was. Pissed. 

"Who the fuck do these belong to?!" she yelled as she held up a pair of red panties. Thongs, to be specific. Emily's Thong if we wanted to get technical. 

"I-umm-well I," why couldn't I speak? 

"Do these disgusting things belong to that pathetic little bitch?!" My heart began racing, with anger. 

"Don't you dare fucking call her that!" I said, pointing my finger right at her. My jaws were clenched tightly together. 

"That's what she is! She's poor, helpless, PATHETIC Emily." she said, emphasizing pathetic. 

"The only one here that is pathetic is You!" I spit out. She looked pissed, I was angrier. 

"You're right Harry," I looked at her confused, "She's not pathetic... YOU'RE the pathetic little fuck." My blood was boiling. I wanted to break something. "She FRIEND ZONED you, you dumb little shit. You mean NOTHING to her." I began shaking from all the anger. I was growing more and more furious with every word coming out of her lips. 

"You don't know anything! She was my best friend! All you were was a toy! Something to make her jealous." I was holding nothing back now. 

"And now what? You two aren't even friends anymore, let alone best friends.... she didn't even bother calling you to tell you that Brandon Kicked her out of the house did she?!?" Her eyes were almost closed from yelling so hard. My eyes widened at her words. I couldn't yell anymore. I could only let one word out.

"W-w-what?" I managed to choke out. 

---Hannah's POV---

...Fuck....

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