Lying Beneath The Smoke *Harry Styles FF*

Shes a risk taker. Scarlett Preston was the "Bad Girl" in Holmes Chapel high school. She didnt carry the look, but she for sure had the personality. She was a heavy pot head. Scarlett lives and breathes for trouble. Little does she know, she's driving Harry Styles crazy. His year off from One Direction would soon change his life before his eyes.


21. Two Timer

Scarlett's pov





 Zayn and I drove back to his huge flat, where all the boys were hiding out to watch their news to see if there's any new rumors and such. The paparazzi were razor crazy, cutting through the property line and climbing the fences. Their guards had to take them away. Zayn turns to me, his eyes leveled with mine.



"We'll be here a while." He grabs my face and smacks his lips into mine. The world didn't know we had a thing at all. We were a secret, but we were sure that there were no pictures. And if they were, it was rarely possible they could see through the tinted windows.



"Just a minute, actually," I stated that fact with confidence and sassiness. Zayn stuck out his tongue and pulled into the huge driveway. We rushed inside to see the rest of the 3 in a semi circle around the tv.



"Anything good?" Zayn asked. Liam shrugged.



"Not yet, but they refuse to realize that we're all straight. At least that's what Tosh.0 said today." 



"British boy band, One Direction, still have no sign of Harry recovering." The tv said. I gulped to hold my tears.



"We'd like to take a moment to show a 20 second mini slideshow of the British singer." I honestly saw no point of them doing that, but I guess it's for more directioner views. I saw a picture of me and Harry going to his place after the party. They actually have a picture of my face, but I don't know why they just released it. I look down and sighed, I'm wearing the same shirt



"We're all praying for you, Harry! Hang in there," The reporter held the Bluetooth to her ear for a second, listening to muffled words. She then pulled out her phone.



"Hey go back to the picture at 18 seconds!" She yelled. I don't think this was in her script. I gulped and there the picture of Harry and I was again.



"Why do they need you up there?" Louis asked. I began to sweat a little and my face burned up.



"Woah that's definitely her..." The reporter mumbled to herself. She played with her phone for a minute.



"Pull that picture next to the one that's already up! Ladies and gentlemen, you're about to see something extremely shocking. In the first picture, Harry has his arm around this girl who I believe is named Scarlett Preston, according to other sources. In the second picture," My jaw dropped and to the right, there was a blown up picture of Zayn and I kissing from a few minutes ago. I guess the windows aren't that tinted...



"Zayn Malik, fellow band mate, and Scarlett Preston are smooching it up! This was taken earlier today, roughly five minutes ago! Whoooh Scarlett! Let's just hope Harry wasn't your boyfriend! because you're a cheater." My eyes started to fill with water.



"You were dating Harry?" Louis shouts. All eyes were on me now.



"No! We never really dated.... Before he was shot he made it clear he wanted to be more than friends..." I fell to the ground. I was weak in my knees, but not in the way where you feel so happy that you don't care. More like in the way that you just want to die...



"Did Zayn know that?" Niall asked. Their eyes turn to Zayn.




"Yes. I did! I know this is messed up, but I found out after I fell for her... Just a month ago!" 




"It might not matter anyway. I mean our best friend was basically in love with her but no big deal!" Louis shoots up.




"You knew?" We all say at the same time, and he nodded.




"Just by the way he acted. I'm done with all of you right now... Harry might not even make it and if he does, he'll wish he didn't." I gulp and he quietly walks upstairs.

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