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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19. Chapter 18.

*Anna's P.O.V.*

As we reached Harry's place and rung his doorbell, we were immediately greeted by a worried looking Harry, who directly looked at me before saying, "He's here."

I knew exactly what he meant.


Before I could even say anything, he appeared beside Harry. Smirking at me, with his bright blue eyes searching my face.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I angrily asked. "Hello to you too, darlin'." he said as his smirk grew bigger. "Answer me." I scoffed and demanded. "I thought I'd pay you a surprise, beautiful." he said, stepping closer to me. "Quite an unpleasant surprise." I scoffed again. "Now now, love. I know you've missed me." he said, standing inches away from me and staring into my eyes. "Go to hell." I spat. "How about you stop being so stubborn as always, and let me talk to you, alone." he said, eyeing Liam.

I turned around and faced a confused looking Liam. I shot him a sympathetic look as realization washed over me.

"C'mon mate, let's go inside." Harry said quietly. Liam silently followed Harry inside and left Conor and I alone.

"So, is the guy with the short hair your boyfriend now?" he asked, inching closer to me. "Why do you care?" I glared at him. "I've always cared." he said, touching my cheek with the back of his hand. "Bullshit," I spat, slapping his hand away. "Cut the crap and tell me why you're really here." I demanded. "If you insist," he put his hands up in defence. "I'm here because I'm back in town till I graduate. The good news is, I'm your new neighbour." he smirked at me as I stared at him in disbelief. "You can't be serious." I scoffed. "Oh, but I am." he chuckled evilly. "You sick bastard." I spat. "See you around, babe. Remember to close your curtains, I'll be watching." he chuckled and turned around to leave.

I sighed irritatibly, trying really hard not to cry. Just when things weren't that bad, he decides to show up and ruin things further.


I lied on my bed, thinking about Conor.

After spending almost the whole day with him, it was hard to get him out of my mind. So I decided to call him.

"Hello?" his low husky voice sounded out of breath and uneven.
"Hey, Conor."
"Oh, hi! What's up?"
"I was just thinking about you."
"Oh? Me too!"
"That's nice, wh-"
"Babe, I've got to go, I'll see you tomorrow, bye!"

That was odd. He quickly hung up before I even got a chance to say anything.

What if he was busy with something and I'd bothered him? God, I'm such an idiot.

Or what if he has someone else over? I mean, we're not really dating or anything, but we have a mutual liking for each other. Maybe I just need to stop over-thinking so much.

As I pushed those thoughts away, I received a text from someone.

I checked my phone to find one from Winnie.

From *WinnieThePooh* : Hey, have you spoken to Conor?

To *WinnieThePooh* : Yeah, he talked to me for like 30 seconds. He was being weird and sketchy.

From *WinnieThePooh* : I hate to tell you this, and I have no idea if it's true or not, but I'm your best friend, so I'm just gonna go ahead and tell you. Ashley just texted me that she's at Conor's place having lots of "fun". I'm really sorry, it might not even be true, don't over-react! But I just thought you should know, because I don't want you to find out in a worse way.

As soon as I read that, it all made sense to me. I meant nothing to him. It was all just a game.

~End of flashback~

I walked into Harry's house and saw everyone patiently waiting for me in the living room.

"What did he want?" Harry asked, standing up. "He moved back here and he's gonna be here till our graduation. Unfortunately for me, he's my new neighbour." I said grimly.  "So now he's just gonna weasel his way back into your life and then ruin it again?" he asked angrily. "I'm not gonna let him, but I don't think he's gonna give up that easy." I replied. "I'm sorry." he said, pulling me in for a hug.

"Can I know who this guy is?" Louis asked as we pulled away. I sighed, sitting down beside Liam.

"Well, back in middle school, more like towards the end of it, when Harry was still in town, I really liked Conor. At first I didn't wanna tell him, because a friend of mine had a crush on him. But eventually, we developed a mutual liking for each other. I didn't tell anyone until I knew that he liked me too. But then my friend Ashley, who had a crush on him, got into the situation and things got complicated, later on things didn't work out between them and she found out that I already liked him and never told her about it, so that's why we're not friends anymore. I somehow forgave Conor even though all this drama happened, but he did things that were much worse after that. At first I didn't hate him, but now I do. Thankfully, a year before Harry auditioned for The X Factor, he left town, but now he's back, for good." I explained. "So, he's quite the douche from what I've seen and heard." Louis breathed. "He's an asshole." I muttered under my breath along with a few other profanities. "I'm sorry you have to go through this." Liam said soothingly, rubbing my back.

*Liam's P.O.V.*

I hate that this Conor guy is such an arse. Anna's already going through so much, and he's just making it worse. I just hope she doesn't continue self-harming.

~6 hours later~

We'd all decided to watch movies and play video games after, so Anna and I were the only ones up.

"Don't you just wish things were simpler, Liam?" she asked quietly even though everyone else was asleep upstairs. "I do." I nodded. "Sometimes things get so out of hand that, I just feel like dropping dead for a few moments." she said, blinking the tears away. "But things get better after that, right?" "Not for long. Before I even start to cherish it, it's gone." "Look, I just want you to focus on the good things, and may they'll stick around for longer. Just don't do stupid things, Anna." I spoke softly. "It's hard, Li. It's really hard." she cried into my shoulder. "I know it is, but I'm here for you." I said, rubbing her back soothingly.

I just wish there was something I could do, to somehow take away all of her pain. Even the pain that I know she's hiding from me.

She's the kind of girl that doesn't wanna bother people with her problems, so she doesn't exactly run away from them, she just deals with it herself and keeps them deep inside of her.

I think now I get why she cuts. It's simply because she's cried enough, and she's tired of feeling sorry for herself.

"You should go to sleep," I started. "You're probably tired, goodnight." "Okay, 'night." she whispered, almost inaudibly.

*Anna's P.O.V.*

I felt Liam pick me up and lay me down on the couch.

"Don't leave," I said, desperation dripping through my words. As much as I hate being needy, I needed this boy. He was there for me when no one else was; not even Harry.

"I'm not counting on it." he said, lying down beside me as I snuggled into his warmth.

There was something about him that made me feel safe. I never felt this way with Harry, maybe because he never treated me this way. But I felt like I belonged with Liam. Like we were meant to be. I never felt this way about Harry. Whenever I was with Harry, all I knew was that I wanted him to think of me as more than his bestfriend. But with Liam, it wasn't like that, I didn't have to try that hard.

What if Liam really liked me? Not just as a friend, but more than that? He never really showed it, but he complimented me all the time. That means something right?

All I know is that Liam makes me feel like I'm wanted, important and like I matter.

I remember when I felt that way about Harry, and I thought nobody compared to him, but I was wrong, and I've come to realize that there're people out there, who're much better people than the ones I've dealt with, and I just have to look for them.

The fact that Liam doesn't live here is getting in the way, but I'm not giving up on him, and I'm not letting him go.

I don't quite know,
How to say,
How I feel.

Those three words,
Are said too much,
They're not enough.

If I lay here,
If I just lay here,
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

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