He's Irresistible (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Lacey didn't know that she would meet him. How could she? He was famous and she was normal. That didn't stop her from meeting him that fateful day. Harry had invaded her heart and dreams along with the rest of One Direction. Will their love blossom or will it be torn apart?


35. Can I Help?

Louis’ POV

            I walk over to Harry’s room and watch him pack from the doorway. He has a goofy smile on his face and I instantly am jealous of him. I wish that I have someone to make me smile that way.

            “You do, but she doesn’t want you,” my mind tells me. I walk into the room and tap Harry on the shoulder.

            “What’s up, Lou?” Harry asks me with that same smile.


Harry’s POV

            As Lacey walks out the door, I can feel a ridiculous smile paint itself on my face. I’m so happy that I get to take her with me. This is the first time that I get to do this. Louis used to take Eleanor before the break-up and he loved it. I go to my room and drag out my mass of suitcases. I really need to get rid of some of them. I’m only supposed to bring a few bags at most, but I tend to go overboard. Almost like a girl.

            “What am I going to bring?” I ask myself with a chuckle. I grab my biggest suitcase and throw in a bunch of shirts and jeans. Most of my jeans are skinny jeans, but they make girls go crazy, so they obviously look good on me. I bet Lacey loves them. I sigh as I let my mind wander to her. She’s so perfect. I don’t know how I got along without her. I always want to be with her now. I suddenly feel the hair on my arms stand on end and I know someone is watching me. I’m sure it’s Louis since I haven’t heard the door open for Lacey to have come in. I pretend like I don’t notice he’s there and continue walking around my room. I just got a bunch of my boxers into my bag when I feel a light tap on my shoulder.

            “What’s up, Lou?” I ask him with my smile still stuck to my face.

            “I’m already done packing and I need something to do. I keep thinking about her and it just continues to hurt. What can I do?” he asks me. He looks like he’s been awake for too long and he’s been crying. His eyes are red and puffy and his cheeks are streaked with red and tears have left stains on his face.

            “Well I’ve started packing, but I still have a lot to do,” I say, hinting to the fact that I need some help with the rest. I can tell that this makes him feel better because he manages a small smile. He quickly grabs one of the duffle bags that is lying on the floor in front of my bed and heads to the bathroom. I smile after him and continue packing my clothes. I have so many shirts and pants. I grab my favorite black boots/shoes and a couple pairs of tennis shoes, throw them in the bag with the rest, and zip it up.

            I feel bad for Louis. I’m so in love with the most amazing girl in the world, and the girl he loves, is with Zayn. He made the bet, but I don’t think that he actually thought about what it would feel like to lose. I want to help him. I decide to tell him we will go out and drink tonight with all of the guys and then remember that if Zayn comes out, Hylah probably will too. Not to mention the fact that I’m still not square with Liam. I frown at the memory of how he was holding her. If he would have kissed her, there would only be 4 members of One Direction. I start to laugh at the idea of taking a swing at the Payno.

            “What are you laughing about, Haz?” Louis asks as he comes back into my room.

            “I just had the mental image of hitting Liam,” I say as I continue to laugh.

            “Why would you ever hit Liam?” he asks as he begins to laugh as well.

            “He tried to kiss Lacey while they were out dancing last night.”

            “Oh. I would have hit him too,” he admits as he looks down at the ground trying to conceal his smile.

            “Well Lacey hit him for me so it’s ok.”

            “She did what?!?!”

            “Yeah, he told her that she deserves better than me and she hit him in the face and yelled at him. He looked like a whipped puppy,” I manage to get out while laughing hysterically.

            “I would have paid anything to see that! That would have been great!!!!!!” Louis gasps as he collapses on the floor with laughter.

            I smile at him, knowing that just a little while ago he had been crying. I can always get him to smile and laugh. I have since we met. That’s why we get along so well. He’s like an older brother to me.

            “Okay, enough laughing. We need to get my packing done,” I say trying to maintain a serious look on my face. It doesn’t help. Not even a little. We continue to laugh like crazy people, but we eventually get my bags packed. Lacey still isn’t back yet, so Lou and I sit on the couch and watch some funny movies. We sit and relax while we wait for Lacey to get back with her bags.

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