They Dont Know About Us

Chapter One

Here's the chappie! Love you!

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"Zach..." I said through clenched teeth, while spinning on my heel..

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"Yes my baby..?" The evil blue eyes stared at me. "Go." I simply stated, full of anger and firmness. "Why should i? I know you want me." He said, making me more angry. "I don't freaking want you. If this is all an apology, NOT accepted! You broke my heart for some bimbo blondie slut, just to get her in bed!" He looked hurt. "I-I didn't mean to. She-I did not!" He stuttered.

"You little LIAR! So I must've been dreaming when you sucked the living daylights out of that chick, huh? Note the sarcasm." I hissed to him.

You could just sense the anger begin to boil inside of him. Now I started getting nervous. Where the hell did I get that courage from anyway?

His fist made contact with my face, making me back away. "How DARE you accuse me of this. We are NOT done." he snapped and began to walk away. I began to cry. Why me? Huh? Tell me.

I quickly wiped away my tears and cursed myself for wearing makeup. Fuck you courage, look what you've done. I began to keep walking with my head hung low.

I dragged my feet an ran into someone. "Sorry." I murmured. "It's ok. Hey-- are you ok love?" The deep Cheshire accent asked me. He grabbed ahold of my shoulders and took one hand off to raise my head with his finger. "Couldn't be better." I muttered, a tear slipping.

As he lifted my head, I locked eyes with the gorgeous vibrant green hair an the chocolate brown locks. "H-Harry Sty-Styles?!" I choked. "At your service." He declared, striking his friendliest, dazzling smile. "I can't believe it...I just- I love you so much!" I sputtered. "I love you too. Now my dear, is something wrong? Your eyes are red and you look like you've seen a ghost..."

"I'm Perfect!" I mumbled plastering a fake smile and doing jazz hands. "You dont look like you feel too well. Come walk with me, Gorgeous." He grinned and I could see hope in his green orbs. "Okay." I said.

He pulled up his hood on his hoodie and put on his sunglasses. Angel face, no lie.

"Where do you wanna go, little miss?" He asked happily. "Um, I don't know." I mumbled. "Okay.....we can go ice skating!" He screamed.

"Um, it's April..." "Oh." "Yeah." "Well I don't really know any other places." He said looking the teensiest bit hurt.

I looked around and locked eyes with the Zach's silver ones. He broke the stare by turning abound and walking away.

Shit, he's still here. I broke down in tears right then and there, in front of THE Harry Styles.

"Love, are you okay?" He asked, kneeling down beside me. "No." I began in a raspy crying voice, "I need to talk to someone and at the moment that someone is you." I said. "Of course you can, lovely! I will take you out for dinner! It will be at Apple Bee's!" He exclaimed. "I love that place." I said with a weak smile.

I slowly sat up and began wiping my eyes. "Thank you." I said, looking in his beautiful eyes.

"No, thank you. I'd love to help." He smiled at me brightly. He took my hand and pulled me along. "We're off to see the Wizard, the Wonderful Wizard of Oz!" He sang. "Harry?" "Yes, Love?" "You think we'll find the Wizard at Apple Bee's?" I stopped us and cocked my head to the side, making eye contact.

He leaned over to my ear and whispered, "The Wizard is everywhere.." In a deep sexy voice, I felt goosebumps running down my spine. "Even in your bed?" I teased. "Cuz we can go there." I finished and we both started laughing.

Then we both started skipping like five year olds holding hands and sang together, "we're off to see the Wizard, the Wonderful Wizard of Oz!" We finally made it.

He opened the door for me and I walked up to the little podium thing. "Table for one?" The red head asked, not holding in a snicker. "No." I began, "table for two. And in the back." Harry said, appearing. "What took you so long?" I whispered to him giggling as we were heading to our table. "Apparently I have to hold the door open for EVERYONE so I got a lecture from some old lady about etiquette and manners...." He whispered back returning my giggle. "Oh god." I said.

"Dear..." Harry said. I looked up at him and raised my eyebrows. "Hmmm?" "I didn't catch your name?" "Oh sorry, I'm Alicia." "Alicia." He murmured with a smile. "A gorgeous name for a gorgeous girl." I blushed and looked at the cheeky boy. "Wh-Why thank you." I said. He nodded.

Our waiter came back. I looked at my menu. "Can I have a strawberry lemonade, please." "Sure, Aly-cat. You? Ugh." I slowly turned my head and looked at the icy blue eyes and tousled brown hair. "...um, water is fine, thanks..." Harry awkwardly replied.

"Want to talk about it?" He asked, lovingly. "M-Maybe to-tonight ya think I c-could come o-over?" He nodded with a sympathetic smile. He walked around and sat next to me in the booth.

"Shhhh.... Alicia it's gonna be ok." He whispered in my ear.

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Short, I know. I wrote like alot and I thought i saved but it didn't and now I'm sad... Forgive me?

~Sexy Writer