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Preference - You Don't Like His Girlfriend (Harry, Part Two)

I couldn’t have been more right if I was an actual psychic. The tabloids were filled with my words from the interview. Also Harry had decided to ignore me, he even said a few words about how my jealously was effecting my judgement of Kendall to a few interviewers and on Twitter.

I hated how he was airing all our dirty laundry to the media but then again I was the one who had started it.

“Y/N, You need to call him.” Niall said as he took a handful of fries off my plate. I swatted his hand away.

“Niall it’s not that easy.” I scrolled through my phone and our ship name was still trending. It had been a week and people weren’t going to give up until we were together or until the next scandal, which I hoped was soon.

He shrugged his shoulders, “Fine then talk to Kendall.” He said rolling his eyes. I hit him on the shoulder which resulted in a dirty look from him.

“You’re a genius Niall!” I shouted as I called my publicist. I needed her to set up a hang out with Kendall so I could smooth this over, not only for my image but for Harry’s friendship.

 “She will meet you there in 15 minutes, can you do that?” My publicist asked after my third phone call I had finally gotten through.

“Yes, I will leave right now.” I hung up and grabbed my coat from its hanger in the closet. I was off to the café down the street. I knew Kendall was going to tip off the media. Actually I was counting on it so they could see what great friends we were.

 I ordered a latte and waited for Kendall to arrive. She was 10 minutes late and was dressed in casual clothing, her huge sunglasses were covering half of her face.

She saw me and I got up to give her a hug but she just sat down and stared back at her phone. After a few minutes of awkward silence she finally pushed her sunglasses up so they rested on top of her head and looked at me.

She gave a fake smile, “The only reason I’m doing this is because my mother is making me. So don’t get any ideas, we aren’t becoming friends after what you said about me to Tyler.” She said pushing her hair off her face. My face on the other hand was shocked.

She didn’t even want to patch things up even as Harry’s girlfriend. I was Harry’s best friend. I used to think that Harry would pick me over anyone but obviously I was wrong, maybe if we didn’t make up Harry would just move on.

But I couldn’t.

“Well, I just wanted to say sorry. I said things I didn’t mean.” I took a sip of my latte. Kendall just stared down at her nails as if what I was saying was the most boring thing she had heard.

“Whatever. I could say the same about you, you know? How did you even get famous? But then I know it was because of Harry.” She said looking at me with a small smile.

I wanted to hit her but it looked like she held true to her nature and the paparazzi had begun to swarm the outside of the restaurant.

I took her hand in my and put on my biggest smile. “Oh you’re too precious.”

“Listen, I understand that Harry had a thing for you in the past. But he doesn’t want you anymore can’t you tell? It’s a little desperate what you’re doing.” She said matching my expression.

“I don’t know who you think you are but Harry will always pick me.” I said getting up and leaving her without even another glance. I had finally come to my senses and Harry needed to know. It would always be like this because I wanted Harry. Harry was mine and he was always going to be mine.

I called Harry’s phone and there was no answer. I called him again but nothing so I decided to drop by his house. I knocked on the door twice before he answered.

Before he had time to say anything I kissed him. Our lips collided and he brought me in the house, closing the door with my back.

“A hello would have been fine.” He said with a small smile.

A/N - Welll helllooo there! What a hello that was ;) Anyway I will be posting a part three if I get enough likes. I know I have been slacking these days because I want to write all this stuff but it’s hard to find the time. Anyway I will try to update POTS on Saturday as usual to get back on schedule. Also Kerosene will be updated on Monday so I have the whole weekend.

If you want a preference written just let me know! I can always find the time because sometimes they only take an hour or so to write. So don’t be shy! I swear I don’t bite and I never ignore an anon. Talk to you soon my lovelies!! 

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Preference - You Don't Like His Girlfriend (Harry, Part One)

I was getting ready for another interview. I had been sitting here for about an hour promoting my new album to every television program and magazine possible. I just wish they didn’t ask the same questions over and over again.

Questions like;

“Y/N, why did you and Harry spilt?”

“Have you remained friends?”

“How do you like his new girlfriend Kendall Jenner?”

The last question was always the one that caught me off guard, though I knew it was coming. I just had no real answer to it. Harry and I had become great friends after we broke up because we were better off as friends and we both knew that. But I couldn’t help feeling jealous after being with him for over a year.

I had been turning down answering these questions all day because if I answered truthfully I could lose Harry as a friend and I didn’t want that to happen. I wouldn’t let it.

I saw Harry walk in from the other side of the studio. I got up off my chair and gave him a big hug. “You know all these questions are about you.” I said smiling messing his curly hair up with my hand.

“Well that’s the only reason you’re famous, right?” Harry said with a serious face. I slapped him on the arm. “Don’t say that someone might here you and think you’re serious.” I said looking around. He chuckled lightly and whispered “But I am.”

I was pulled from my conversation with Harry when my next interviewer sat down. It was the one and only Tyler Oakley. He had interviewed me many times and was by far the most entertaining interviewer to speak with.

When we got half way through the interview I looked to see if Harry was still there. He was but with someone on his arm. It was Kendall Jenner. Harry was busy talking to her while I was still trying to keep my focus on Tyler.

“So, I have to ask I know you hate this question but the people want to know. We know you’re really close with Harry, what do you think of Kendall?” He asked giving me a smile.

I blurted out the first thing to come to mind. “To be honest, I don’t know why she is famous.” I said biting my lip realizing I had said that aloud. “You do you!” Tyler said clapping. I laughed trying to brush it off, “But in all seriousness, I haven’t even talked to her for more than 15 minutes so I can’t really say if I like or hate her.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

“Well you heard it first on my channel Y/N is on the fence like most of us are about this relationship between the two lovebirds.” He said taking my hand. “Don’t worry we all ship you and Harry, (Y/N+Harry’s) is life.” I smiled politely.

I had just managed to tell the world that I didn’t know why Harry’s girlfriend was famous and also got the world to ship Harry and me once more. All with my publicist giving me the thumbs up while Harry and Kendall left in a hurried fashion looking mad as ever.

The downfall about being in a room with a bunch of interviewers meant that they had seen all of it. This was going to be the number one thing on all gossip outlets.

I couldn’t take it back now the whole world knew I hated Kendall Jenner and now Harry did too. What he was going to do about it was another issue.   

Y/N - Hello everyone! So I decided to continue with the You Don’t Like His Gf preference because you seem to enjoy them! (And I love writing them) So if you want a part 2 you know what to do give this post a like! If I get enough I will write a part two! Also let me know what you’re ship names are, I want to know ;)!

I will be posting a chapter of POTS either later today or tomorrow because I am really behind! I know I suck… But I will be trying to write more this week!! If you have a request leave it in my ask and I will start working on it!!! I love you guys! Speak to you soon my lovelies.    

AND A HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY TO NIALLLLEER, MY LOVE :) <3

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Preference- You Don't Like His Girlfriend (Zayn, Part two)

“Drinks anyone?” I asked looking to Harry and Liam who almost had full drinks. “Your drink is full.” Zayn said raising an eyebrow at me. Of course it was.

“Oh, I was just about to finish it.” I said shrugging my shoulders as I took a deep breath and drank my beer as fast as I could. I left a small amount in the glass and turned around quickly to head to the bar, avoiding any eye contact with Zayn.

I ordered another beer from the bartender and contemplated going home early. The look Zayn had given me could have frozen me cold and I wasn’t going to be able to unthaw for a while.

I took my beer with me to the table and figured a fake text should get me out fast enough without any questions. Everyone was looking quite cosy and laughing at something Harry was saying when I got back.

“Yeah Y/N is a great actor. You walked in on her doing a new scene from the play she is in which is called The Bridesmaid, she is brilliant.” Harry said winking at me. Harry had just saved me from the biggest explanation I had to give to a girl I’d never met. I sat down beside him smiling “You’re exaggerating.” I said rolling my eyes.

When I look at Zayn’s girlfriend she looked like she was buying it, she was smiling ear to ear and laughing her perky laugh. But Zayn narrowed his eyes at me. I knew he heard me say his name, I just wished I had a better time to tell him I hated his girlfriend. Preferably when she wasn’t her and I wasn’t feeling drunk.

“Y/N, can you do another scene for us.” Zayn said with a smirk gesturing to the open space beside the table. “I couldn’t.” I said waving his off, I gave him a look that said back off but he wasn’t listening, he wanted to see me flounder.

“I can act!” Zayn’s girlfriend said getting up and brushing off her tights. She cleared her throats and then her stare bore into me. It was obvious she wanted my attention.

“My name is Y/N, I’m really jealous of that blonde girl whose actual name is Perri, I talk really loud and oh yeah Zayn will you marry me, please?” She said with a fake smile plastered on her face.

“How was I?” She said sitting back down beside Zayn. Everyone had the same expression, jaws open, shocked that she was calling me out when she just met me.

Normally if you have a boyfriend you want to be nice to his best mates, not call one of them out. That is just asking not to be liked, though I guess she had a reason because I had mimicked her first but still, she was going down and I was going to be the one to take her down.

“Could use some work.” I said taking a sip from my beer. She reached and took Zayn’s phone though he tried to take it back from her. She started reading his texts messages aloud.

“Zayn, nothing seems like it matters if you aren’t here.”

“Seriously you need to come the boys don’t laugh at my jokes :(” “I have to tell you something really important so you can’t freak when I do. Please say you won’t."

“Do I need to continue or does everyone know that you’re just desperate.” She said handing Zayn back his phone while I grabbed my jacket off the back of my chair and left.

I didn’t need to sit through that, I get it she didn’t like me, and hell I didn’t like her either but those texts were personal.

I pushed opened the door and started walking to my flat, it was only a couple blocks away and I was sure I could let out some steam this way, so I didn’t go back in there and throw Zayn’s phone at Perri’s head.

I knew I was right about her, just one look it took me to figure out she wasn’t a good person and she sure proved herself.

“You can’t just run!” I heard Zayn call from behind me but I kept walking. He ran up to be and grabbed me by the wrist spinning me around to face him. I ripped my hand away. “Go back to your girlfriend Zayn.” I said crossing my arms.

“What is wrong with you? Ever since I started dating this girl you have been acting like a jealous girlfriend.” Zayn said running a hand through his hair. “You should know why Zayn, I think I have made it pretty obvious.” I said throwing my hands up.

“Look I get she is a bit out there, I admit I have never seen her act like she did to you but she thinks she has a reason to.” He looked into my eyes and I couldn’t lie anymore.

Zayn had always had me, I had been dropping hints here and there but he never picked up on any of them. Then all of a sudden Perri pops out of nowhere so of course I was jealous. I had Zayn to myself for almost a year now and I wanted to keep it that way.

“Well she does.” I said as I leaned in to kiss him. Our lips collided and he pushed me into the wall of the nearby building. I ran my hands through his perfect hair and felt his hands move to my ass. He grabbed and I let out a small moan which seemed to bring him back to reality.

He pulled away from me and wiped his lips with the back of his hand.  

“I can’t do this, I’m with Perri. You need to respect that or we can’t be friends anymore.” He said walking back to the restaurant while I stood shocked with my back against the cold brick wall wishing I could turn back time.

A/N - AHHH it’s still Friday technically so I stuck to my word!!!! YAS! But I know I left you on a cliff hanger so I will write a part three if you want to see how this situation turns out, which I will post on Sunday. Because I will be updating POTS tomorrow!!! I hope…Also i find Perri and Zayn so cute so this has nothing to do with my personal opinion! She is literally a sweet heart!

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