Then and Now: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter Twenty-One

Sorry if it doesn’t flow as well as my usual writing, but this was originally a TaN one-shot that became the next chapter. Just like to say something though. Just because WE know Jenna and Harry’s feelings, doesn’t mean they do, and it doesn’t mean they’re immediately going to get together! ;) And thank you SO SO SO SO much for 30K reads. And 430+ votes and 230+ comments! AND ALMOST 100 FANS WOOO!!! I’ll do a personalized one-shot for my hundredth fan, deal? Xx

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“Hey, boys, come here!” I heard Liam shout from my living room.

We were all talking at Louis’ and I’s place about the song writing we had done yesterday. It was practically tradition for us to meet up at my flat before we left to go to the label offices, since it was the largest.

“What’s up?” I asked, plopping down beside Liam, who had his laptop open to YouTube.

“Well,” he said, when all the boys were huddled around him, “One of the updates accounts I follow tweeted about a video with Danielle, Eleanor, and Jenna dancing in it, and said it was actually them and hilarious. So I wanted to watch it with you boys!”

“Well, play it!” Niall exclaimed, chomping down on a banana.

Liam pressed play, and enlarged the screen. We waited patiently, and then suddenly music started and Danielle popped up of nowhere. Liam’s eyes widened as she started dancing to Sexy and I Know It by LMFAO. We could all tell she was tipsy by the way she was acting. Suddenly, Jenna burst onto the screen with a life size cut-out of a shirtless male underwear model, and I cracked up laughing. Niall started chuckling as well, and the rest of the boys quickly followed.  By the time the video finished, Louis had fallen off the couch while laughing, Niall had retreated to the kitchen in an attempt to control his laughter, and I, well I was currently in a fetal position trying to calm myself from the hilariousness of the video.

Hmm. I always seem to go into a fetal position when I’m in some sort of shock or attempting to calm myself. An example being when the boys and I found out we were going to the judges’ houses on X Factor as a group.

“I hate to break this to you,” Liam wheezed out, “But there’s another one.”

We all seemed to shoot up and run back to our previous spots in record time, somehow managing to calm ourselves down. Liam took a few moments to find the video but when he did, we were not disappointed.

It had to be the funniest shit I’ve seen in a while. And I see a lot of funny things. I live with Louis for God’s sake.

Jenna did a very good job at mocking me. It was quite hilarious to see her singing to Abercrombie cut-out’s and a poster of me. Danielle and Eleanor were very funny drunks as well, but the entire video my eyes were glued to Jenna. The way she moved, the way her lips mouthed lyrics that I sang, I barely realised the thoughts that were running through my head until it was too late.

‘Her lips look so perfect. They’re so faultless; there just the right shape and they’re the most outstanding shade of pink ever.  I wonder if they’re soft, like her skin is. I wonder if they’re as kissable as they look.’

My eyes widened as my thoughts processed. I couldn’t be thinking those thoughts. She was my best friend. Which meant my feeling for her were supposed to be platonic.

‘Your very attractive female best friend.’ My brain countered.  

I hadn’t been able to hide my growing attraction for Jenna from any of the boys. I couldn’t help it. She was beautiful; she had the aura that surrounded her that I couldn’t help but like. She didn’t like me for my fame; she liked me because I was myself. I wasn’t Harry Styles, member of internationally known boy-band One Direction; I was just Harry, the boy from Cheshire.

She was everything I’ve ever wanted in a girl. And I didn’t know if she felt the same way as I did. When I saw her in my flat, wearing my shirt a few days ago, I knew I had to get the hell away from her or else I’d do something I’d regret. And then she emerged from the guest bedroom, looking like an angel in that dress, and I couldn’t help but stare after her as we left the flat. But she acted so embarrassed when I said she was beautiful, and started acting so...awkward around me at Liam’s place, and then she left the room to talk to Danielle and Eleanor. The boys had pounced on me after they left, asking what was wrong, and why we were acting so awkward. I deflected their questions with simple ‘I don’t knows’, but I knew Louis would corner me sooner or later to interrogate me, whether I liked it or not.

“Harry?” I heard a voice call, snapping me out of my reverie.

“Huh?” I looked up, and noticed that the video had finished and the boys weren’t laughing anymore.

Louis suddenly looked concerned, “I know you say nothing’s wrong, but we can all see that something is. You know you can us anything, right Haz?”

I looked at the concerned looks on my best friends faces, and knew I couldn’t keep my secret anymore. I stared at my hands for a moment, and then looked back up.

“I like Jenna.” I said simply.

Most of the boys’ mouth’s formed O’s, but Niall looked confused.

“Of course you like her, mate! You’re best friends!” he exclaimed.

I mentally gave did I face-palm. Good God Niall...

“He has romantic feelings for her, you dumbass.” Zayn said, lightly slapping Niall at the back of his head.

“Ouch!” Niall exclaimed.

“When did this happen?” Liam asked.

“I don’t know.” I responded, “She’s just...she’s always there to talk. All the other girls I know care about my fame, but she doesn’t. She likes me because of my personality, not just the fact that I'm in a boyband and have money. She’s sweet, she’s caring, she’s p—“

“You sound like Liam, Harry.” Zayn said, “That basically means you sound completely and utterly whipped.”

“Hey!” Liam exclaimed, “I’m not whipped.”

“Yes you are,” Niall responded, “Danielle could ask you to get up in front of the Queen and declare your love for her and the entire Royal family, and you’d do it.”

As they bickered, my thoughts processed. Everything I was feeling for Jenna was more than just lust, or a minor attraction, it was more, and it was deeper than that. The words spilled out of my mouth before I realised what I was saying, but I meant it. I meant every word.

 “I think I’m falling for her. I think I’m falling for Jenna.” I whispered.

CLIFFIE! I’M AN EVIL PERSON MWAHAHAHAHA! Lol. I wrote the entire plot out just now after a burst of inspiration so BE HAPPY!

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