Harry's POV

She barged out. I followed her.

"Nat." I yelled.
She didn't stop , she kept going through the corridor towards the elevator.
"Natalie wait." I yelled again, and held her left hand, and turned her over.
She turned and faced me. "You still have it!" I noticed the necklace I gave her, no longer in her neck but around her left wrist .

She looked at me expression less but with tears in her eyes. Her hazel orbs were clouded. She stood there momentarily without any movement, for the next five minutes.

" Nat?" I quizzed again.

She unclasped the necklace from her wrist and handed it over to me.
"All these years I've wondered , why I still feel you even though you are not with me, it was this."looking at the necklace she continued "this was a constant reminder of you, of your betrayal."
"And now am ready to move on Harry." She started pacing again.

"Natalie just answer me one last time? Do you not love me anymore?"
She continued inching towards the elevator.
"Natalie." I growled.
"I've never stopped loving you god darn it, and that's why it hurts the most, but if I stay any longer with you I'll fall for you again, and you will break my heart again."

She paced the elevator opened, Natalie left. She left me in a well of tears, with the necklace in my hand, breaking my heart in to thousands of pieces. Senior Peters hated me, the world hated me, I hated myself. I only had one work left to do now, drown my sorrows in alcohol.

I went back inside only to witness that those cheerful faces were once again dull.

Natalie has left me once again without a word , and without letting me speak once again.

Naomi's POV

It had been a while since my sister left. I realised there was no use of me waiting there.

"Harry, I'll take your leave now.." I said picking my bag up .

"So you turned out to be the one who has etiquettes, who knew?" He said barely standing on the counter with his eyes filled up to the brim.

"Shu- uh Harry ...One don't you forget that she's still my sister. Two, you didn't fulfill any of your brotherly duties so nothing stops me from hitting you and three, I'm way stronger than I was in high school so I won't step back from hitting someone who dares speak such harsh words against my very own dear sister."

"Sorry, my bad , any one of them will will drop you off."

"I don—" I was cut off.

"I'll go." Said both in unison .

"Okay?" I mumbled, and continued.

"Who'll go..." and I was cut off again.

"Me.." said both in unison again.

"Pfff"

the things that followed were all in a hurry, Zayn opens the door, Niall pressed the elevator buttons, Zayn leads me into the elevator, a few minutes of awkward pauses followed Niall leading me out .

"That's my." I started talking while I pointed out towards my car only to see Niall and Zayn already rushing over to sit at the passengers seat.

".....car guys."

Zayn got in the passengers seat and Niall stood there with a long face as if asking me to ask Zayn to move, which I definitely wasn't going to do.

"You're gonna get in or am I gonna leave you here."

He got inside the car.

I buckled my seat belt and turned the keys and accelerated through the awkwardness that prevailed in my car because of them.

"So Niall tells me you were an amazing student." Zayn broke the ice.

"So he speaks English now.."
I retorted .

"What-, which language did he speak back then."

"I don't know as far as I remember, lietology was his first language , followed by faketugese, hurtingolian, and I'll-lie-to-your-face-but-keep-mine-innocence -so-you-trust-me-forever-yalam."

"I never lied I just hid the truth once." Niall whispered audibly.

"Zayn which part of a building is constructed first?" I questioned.

"The foundation." He replied with an arched left brow.

"So can you build a tower if you don't make the foundation strong."

"Uhem no, um I don't think so."

"And what exactly do you think will happen if someone tampers with the foundation ."

"The building will collapse......"

I had one hand on the steering wheel the other on the gear which I switched to fifth before replying
"Exactly ."
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We got home. Zayn reminded me to text Harry else he'd be tensed and not to hesitate if I needed anything, just to pick up my phone and call him. I pulled him to the side and asked,

"What are you doing?"

"What, what am I doing?" He said brushing back his hair.

"Why are you hitting on me...."

"You're clearly enjoying it."

"I'm not enjoying IT."

"Yeah I know you're enjoying Nialls reaction." Zayn chuckles, and continued. "Listen I know he screwed up but he clearly still likes you and will do anything to get you back, he even shares his food with you, you know."

"I know."

"You ..... what?"

"Have you seen him, if we stand a few inches closer, the next person you'll be talking to the service person on the other side of 911."

"Why're you so rude to him then?"

"I'm not quite comfortable in taking to people who've been an integral part of my life but aren't anymore. So I resort to sarcasm."

"Explains you're encounter with Harry. But you're telling me all this, why?"

"Right now you seem like an only positive person to talk to. I get a nice vibe from you."

"Oh my I knew it . You're head over heels for me."

"Andddd now the vibe is gone."

"So you're pissed or not pissed."

"Yep."

"Okay let me help you."

"Why?"

"What why?"

"Zayn I've been in this business for long what do you need in return."

"I'll tell you as time approaches."

"Here's the deal, I'll help you get Niall jealous to a point where he either admits that he is still falling in love with you everyday or falls off a bridge, and you help me with Harry."

"I like the bridge part."

Zayn then pulled me into a hug.
"Hugs much."

"Thats how we seal a deal."

"C'mon Zayn he's right there."I deliberately pointed at Niall.

"Text me when free."

"Sure Zaynie ."

I went up to the apartment door and rang the bell. I was feeling good. It had a genuine smile on my face. A warmth a felt after long long time.

The door opened.

"What's that face?" Grant quizzed.

"What face?" I frowned but smiled eventually.

"That face ."

"I'm happy." I gave Grant a smirk.

Grant was unusually tensed. So I retorted.

"What's that face?"

"What face?"

"That face."

"I'm not."

"What up? Wait let me guess. You left me and just picked up you're fiancée. So now you're worried that I've changed my mind about you and that's terrifying you cause I remember myself saying 'Be careful how you treat me Mr. Sexy cause you might not be there at her wedding but I will.' And you guys aren't married yet so you think I'll stop the wedding."

"What is wrong with you? Finally You're talking again,I missed you ."

"Shu-uh what Mr. sexy..."

"It's about your sister. She isn't talking to me, she left her own party yesterday and above all she locked herself in a room."

"Uh oh"

"What?"

"From where do I need to start.... how much do you know about my sisters past again?"

"Everything. Except the names."

"What do you know?"

"I know there was a boyfriend, there was her boyfriend's sister who was your brothers girlfriend."

"Wife, she's my brothers wife."

"Was Nat not invited."

"No no she was she ...didn't attend. Moving on."

"There was boyfriend's ex girlfriend, boyfriend's ex girlfriend's brother who was your boyfriend. Sorry she told me everything. We were best friends."

"Seriously that's how you remember , boyfriend, boyfriend's sister, boyfriend's ex girlfriend, boyfriend's ex girlfriend's brother, Wait that's wrong boyfriend's ex girlfriend's STEP brother . And yeah that's all."

"There's more ."

"No there isn't."

"Okay....."

"Boy you're good."

"Moving on. So you don't know their names?"

"Uh no."

"Okay so the boyfriend is Harry."

"Harry ? Harry styles. Yesterday's Harry styles ? Treat people with kindness Harry styles?"

"Mr.Sexy hushhh that's just one name ."

"Uh okay ."

"His sister is Gemma, his ex girlfriend Taylor."

"Swift?"

"Nah Lautner. Swift of course. Her STEP brother Niall Horan and yeah that's it."

"What am I marrying into?"

"Having second thoughts?"

"About the guestlist, a hundred percent."

"You should go talk to her."

"Thanks for telling me the names."

"And .....?"

"Letting your sister marry me even after I didn't pick you up. Well technically it was your sister who insisted on going." He continued . "Still Naomi thanks ."

"What would you do without me?" I questioned ....and answered as well. "Hmm lemme guess...Suffer in silence , and never able to connect the dots ."

"I was gonna say, miss out on having a sister, but yeah that works too."