Just An Option - A Harry Styles Fanfic.

Being bestfriends with Harry Styles may seem like a dream come true for most girls, but for Annabelle Hastings, it might be like living a nightmare.

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21. Chapter 20.

*Liam's P.O.V.*

Now that Conor's in town, I'm absolutely sure that Anna's having a hard time. I should probably check on her.

I pulled out my phone and started typing right away.

To *Annabear<3* : Hey, love. I need to talk to you.

In about 6 minutes, I got a reply from her.

From *Annabear<3* : Hi, Li. Sure, what's up?

I quickly typed my reply, not wasting any more time.

To *Annabear<3* : Log into Skype, now.

I didn't get a reply after that, but I got a notification that she'd logged into Skype.

"Hey, Anna." I said, trying to take in her appearance. She was probably hungover from that party she went to last night, but she still looked beautiful.

"Hi, Liam." she smiled weakly. "Look, I just wanted to see how you were doing." I started. "Oh, why?" she looked confused. "Well, I'm sure Conor's giving you a hard time, are you alright?" "Yes, he's an asshole. But I'm okay." she replied. "Have you touched the blade?" I asked, hoping she would say no. "No, Li. Check my wrists if you want." "Good, I believe you." "Okay," "Well, I'll let you go back to sleep, you look really tired." I said, feeling bad for possibly freaking her out. "Thanks, Li." she said, pulling her to one side. "Talk to you later, love." "Bye, Liam." "Bye, Anna." I said, before logging out.

*Anna's P.O.V.*

I was relieved and kind of disappointed at the same time. I don't even know why. But what bothered me the most, was that I lied to Liam.

I could never admit to him that I never stopped cutting. He'd tell the others, and probably get me to go to a doctor too.

Harry'd be so disappointed, Georgie would too, Winnie would be pissed at first, and then she'd try to help me. But I don't want help. Nobody will understand why. Maybe it's better this way; it's better off being my deep dark secret.

~Two days later~

I awoke to the sound of my suddenly annoying alarm, trying to remember the weird-ass dream that I just had. Failing miserably, I decided to wake up, dreading the day ahead of me.

As I got off of my bed, I started my usual "before school" routine. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, picked out clothes, had breakfast and grabbed all my books.

In about 45 minutes, I was ready and on my way to school. Thankfully, I was early, and for some reason I was eagar to meet Harry. I hadn't seen him since I had that one glance of him at the party the other night, and oddly enough, I missed him.

As I reached school, I saw Harry putting his books into his locker.

"Hi," I whispered, standing right beside him. "Oh, hi, Anna!" he chirped, poking his head out of his locker. "Georgie and I have almost the same classes together." he said excitedly as his eyes twinkled. I swear, I felt my heart ache as I realized that he probably didn't even care about me.

"That's cool," I said quietly, diverting my gaze to my shoes that suddenly looked more interesting. "What've you got first period?" he asked, looking at me. "English, praise the lord." I mumbled, mostly to myself.  "Anyway, I should get going, bye." I said quickly, before he got the chance to say anything.

I knew he wouldn't run after me or anything, but I still had the stupid little amount of hope that he would, and I don't even know why I hoped for so much. I quickly ran to the girls' washroom and locked myself in a stall. 15 minutes left till first period starts, perfect.

I was never at the top of his list, and I probably never will be. He always breaks my heart in the blink of an eye, and he doesn't even realize that. But why am I blaming him? It's not his fault? He doesn't know about all these stupid feelings that I have for him. It's all my fault.

I began to cry, and I mentally thanked myself for not applying mascara and only applying eyeliner on my eyelids. I suddenly felt this urge to start cutting, and I internally cursed myself for not keeping a blade with me. I was too bloody afraid that someone would find it, and I'd never really thought of a good hiding place.

After about 10 minutes, I'd finally stopped crying, and fixed myself up before walking out and finding Winnie waiting by my locker.

"Hey! What were you doing in there for so long? Harry told me that you'd come early today." she inquired. "Um, I'd gotten something in my eye, and I wanted to get it out with spoiling my makeup, but clumsy me, I spoiled it anyway, so I had to redo it." I said, shrugging and hoping that she'd buy it. "Oh, wow. I've got Math first period, God help me!" she cried. "Have fun, babe. I've got English." I winked. "Why is the world so cruel?" she complained. If only I knew, if only I knew..

As the bell rang indicating that we should get to class, we hugged each other and parted our separate ways. I was glad that I didn't run into Harry again, so I quickly made my way to class, hoping that those chances would be even more less now.

First days are usually a waste, because we don't study anything, we just introduce ourselves, and that's that.

Before I knew it, it was lunch time, and Winnie and I were sitting at our usual table. Neither Harry nor Georgie joined us for lunch, surprise surprise!

"Do you think Harry and Georgie are dating? They're always alone so often." Winnie piped in, taking a bite of her chicken burger. "Um, I don't know. But if they are, I'm happy for them." I somewhat lied, pushing my fork around in my bowl of salad.

She didn't say anything else after that, and I was glad she didn't push it further. My mind raced as we ate in silence. Maybe she knew that they were dating? Or maybe she knew that I liked Harry? Either way, I'm screwed.

*Winnie's P.O.V.*

Anna and I were the only ones at our table at lunch today, and I couldn't help but get a little suspscious.

"Do you think Harry and Georgie are dating? They're always alone so often." I asked, taking a bite of my chicken burger. "Um, I don't know. But if they are, I'm happy for them." Anna replied, pushing her fork around in her salad.

I started to think hard, about the possibilities of them dating, and and soon enough, all I was thinking about was Niall.

~Flashback~

"Niall, stop!" I giggled, trying to catch my breath. "NEVER!" he laughed, his hands tickling every inch of my body as I giggled uncontrollably, squirming in his strong grip. "Let go!" I squeeked. "I've said it before, and I'll say it again. N-E-V-E-R." he whispered, stretching out every syllable in his perfect Irish accent.

Suddenly, I felt his hands slow to a stop, and I realized just how close his face was to mine.

"Niall," I breathed. "I really want to kiss you, Winona." he whispered, as I felt his hot minty breath against my face, making me feel all tingly inside. "Do it," I whispered, almost melting under his touch. "I don't want to ruin what we have, I'm scared of what's going to happen next, I'm scared that if we date, I'll lose you. I wouldn't be bear that if it happened." he said with sad eyes. "We'll figure that out, baby. But for now, just kiss me." I insisted, pulling him closer. "You're the best thing, that's ever been mine, love." he whispered against my lips before he smashed his against mine, and I literally felt sparks flying around us.

We stayed that way until we deliberately felt the lack of oxygen and parted just enough so as to lean our foreheads against each others'.

"I'm not scared anymore, I want to see where this goes, I want to make you mine, officially." he whispered before wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me in for another amazing kiss.

~End of flashback~


I felt shivers run down my spine, thinking about that moment. I should really tell Anna, I thought to myself as I finished the last of my fries.

"Hey, Anna. How would you feel about Ni and I being together?" I whispered. "WHAT?! NO WAY!" she exclaimed. "Shh, we shared a few kisses, that's all. Okay, a lot of kisses." I blushed as she stared at me wide-eyed. "That's great, Winnie! I hope he asks you out one day, I'm really happy for you." she said, with a look of genuine happiness on her face, and I couldn't help but feel like I' was on top of the world.

*Anna's P.O.V.*

The rest of the school day went by in a flash, and I was headed to go get changed for basketball practice.

After changing I walked out into the basketball court to find the football team on the court, fooling around. I internally groaned as I knew Harry'd be there.

I calmly grabbed a baskbetball and walked towards the court. Much to my luck, Harry was sitting and noticed me as I walked past him.

"Anna! Hi." he said, in his raspy voice. "Hi, Haz." I replied, hoping he'd let me go run around the court. "Practice, everyday?" he asked, looking up at me with his freaking gorgeous green eyes. "Yes," I replied. "Cool, me too." he said, as he put his head down, fixed his hair and looked back up at me, flipping his hair in the process. I think I might've fainted then and there at that very moment if it wasn't for that energy drink that I'd just had.

"See you around, Haz." I said, running away from him, before I did something stupid like actually faint, or kiss him.

*Georgie's P.O.V.*

I'd just gotten home, and I felt like a princess. It was official, and I'm scared to death, but at the same time, I have this amazing feeling, and hope that maybe nothing will go wrong.

For the first time, I was confident about something that terrified me. But life's all about taking chances, living with no regrets, and that's exactly what I was doing.

 

**(A/N): Hi guys! [First (A/N) on here, is it weird for me to be excited or something?] I cried at some points while writing this chapter, I feel SO bad for Anna. The part where I was typing "Do you think Harry and Georgie are dating?" I typed "Harry and Anna" at first instead of "Harry and Georgie". Let me tell you all a secret.. I WANT HARRY AND ANNA TO BE TOGETHER! 
Let me know in the comments, Lanna or Hanna?
P.S.- Sorry if there're any spelling/grammatical mistakes, my head hurts, and I'm too lazy to proof read and correct them.**

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