Chapter 2:
Broke Up

"Didn't we made an agreement beforehand? I will still come to the party, whether you'll be there or not! "

The cute girl with hazel brown hair said loudly to the curly haired boy in front of her. Harry groaned and squinted at the girl. Yes, the girl. Almost the whole campus already knows that Harry Styles is dating one of the prima donna of the campus named Casey Dustin. They are in the same class and have always sat side by side, since the last two months. They have only officially been dating since two months ago.

"But you kissed Zayn, damn it! You kissed my best friend! Do you think I don't know what you did at Waliyha's party yesterday?! ” Harry snapped impatiently.

Yesterday, Harry was supposed to be at Waliyha's nineteenth birthday party, but thanks to his mother, Anne, for keeping Harry in the boutique until the evening.

The next morning, Harry had heard some bad news about the party. Even though Harry wasn't there, of course Harry had his spies to report on what was going on at the party and sure enough, Harry's spy informed him that Casey and Zayn kissed. Lips to lips. Dammit.

"I was drunk and Zayn was drunk too! We just kissed, nothing more! Why are you acting like I just had sex with your best friend?! ” Casey snapped back.

Harry gritted his teeth as he looked around. Fortunately, the campus corridors looked very quiet. It's natural that it's empty. It was already  class hours and earlier, Harry dragged Casey over here to talk to him. Only the two of them.

"What? Are you kidding me right now? Just kissing you say? You. Kissed. With. My best friend. Bitch." Harry emphasized each word in the last sentence he spoke. Casey widened her eyes.

“What did you just say? What did you call me?" Casey's body shook, her eyes filled with tears.

Harry rolled his eyes. "What? Bit-,"

Before Harry could finish what he was about to say, a slap landed on Harry's left cheek very hard. Harry winced in pain as he stroked his cheek while squinting at Casey. "What the hell?!"

"If anyone asks me who is the man with the worst attitude and mouth in the world, without hesitation, I'll say your name."

"As if you know my full name."

"Harold Edward Styles."

Harry's eyes rounded as he said sarcastically, "Damn, how do you know my full name?! I'm surprised!"

Casey growled in annoyance. Her face flushed with anger. "Never mind! I hate you! I want us to break up! "

Harry paused for a moment at Casey's words before taking a deep breath. A grin appeared on his natural pink lips. The young man shrugged his shoulders before turning around. Harry briefly turned his head, sending one last wink at her.

"Goodbye, bitch."

Then, he walked away as if nothing had happened between them. Leaving Casey, who began to realize what just happened and regretting her own words..

To be Harry Styles' girlfriend is every girls' goal in life.

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Class ended and Harry had a huge grin on his face. Harry was still sitting on the seat next to Casey and they didn't speak at all. Harry knew Casey would glanced at him every now and then and perhaps hoped that Harry would start a conversation between them. But it's not Harry's forte if he starts a conversation with someone who has become his ex, especially when they recently broken up not more than a few hours ago.

As soon as their professor left the classroom, Harry immediately got up from the chair, grabbed his black sling bag and walked out of the classroom, ignoring the strange looks of several people. Normally, Harry would have held hands with Casey on the way out of the classroom. But not today.

Harry stepped into the cafeteria and already found his friends gathered at the table where they normally gather. Arriving there, Harry immediately pulled out an empty chair near Zayn.

"Hey, mate. You're just alone?" Zayn asked which made Harry chuckle.

"Thank you very much, Zayn. Because of what you did yesterday, I'm single now." Harry said sarcastically which made the rest of his friends laugh.

Zayn rolled his eyes. "What did she tell you, Harry? Do you even know the truth? She suddenly hugged me and forced to kiss me, and you know I can't be rude to a woman and just push her away. So I just let her be." Zayn grinned and Harry rolled his eyes.

"It's always like that. You keep snatching all the girls that are close to me, Zayn. I hate that." Harry said dryly, not really that serious, but it's true. Casey is already the fourth girl who ended her relationship with Harry because of Zayn. But that in no way changed Harry and Zayn's friendship.

Zayn chuckled with amusement. “It's not my fault that I'm too irresistible. So, next time, don't introduce your girl to me." Harry only pursed his lips before starting to have a conversation with his other best friends.

Apart from Zayn, Harry's circle of friends includes: Liam Payne, a young man with brown hair and the most mature from the whole group. The second one is Niall Horan, a twenty-two year old blonde and Irish boy who has a serious relationship with food. Third one is Louis Tomlinson, a twenty-three year old boy with messy brown hair and blue irises who's most likely the mastermind behind all the pranks. Lastly, Zayn is a brunette young man, with a bit of Pakistani blood, the most mysterious out of all from their group. Zayn is close to Harry, but  Harry does not necessarily know everything about Zayn, considering Zayn is a very private person.

Meanwhile, Harry? The twenty-two year old man with curly hair is the youngest and also the most experienced when it comes to love. He has dated all kinds of women. To make matters worse, Harry has been in a relationship and also affair with a forty year old woman who's been married when she was only seventeen years old. No wonder. All girls are sure to fall to their knees to Harry Styles' charms. In addition, he is the only eligible candidate to succeed Styles Enterprise, London's largest property company.

“Darell is having a party tonight at his house. Are you coming come?" Liam asks Harry, cutting off the conversation between the young man and Louis about the content of the latest Playboy magazine.

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Is it true?"

Liam nodded. "Of course. He invited all of us. It's an all men's party. No girls allowed."

Harry rolled his eyes. “What's so good about a party without girls? I don't want to come."

Liam grinned. "I mean, there won't be any girls allowed at the party since Darell has hired more than ten erotic dancers."

A grin also appeared on Harry's lips. "All right, since you insisted, I'll come."

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The party hosted by Darell Smith, who is one of Harry's college friends, is one of the wildest parties Harry has ever attended. The party started at eight p.m and was attended by more than twenty men whose faces were familiar to Harry's eyes. It was so wild.

Darell actually hired exactly ten erotic dancers who kept on dancing on the table in just a daring red bikini. Darell, Liam and Louis seemed to surround each one of the dancers they thought was the sexiest.

Bravely, Louis grabbed the dancer's bra and tucked a note into her bra. Then, it was Liam  who slipped some money between the dancers' buttocks. Darell was even worse. He chose a dancer who was taller than him, so that when Darell hugged her, Darell's head was right in front of the dancer's big chest.

“I thought you were the most excited one to come here earlier. But you're not even joining  them at all." Harry turned and found Zayn standing beside him, handing him a glass filled with mineral water.

Harry grabbed the glass and took a sip. "Are you all alone?" Harry asked.

Zayn chuckled with amusement. “Don't you already know the reason? All of you get in my car. If I get drunk, who will drive the car and make sure we're all safe?"

Harry chuckled with amusement. "You're right. I'll accompany you, relax."

If you're asking what Niall is currently doing, the Irish young man is busy eating the food provided by Darell. While busy laughing at the embarrassing act of his drunken friends with Zayn, Harry's phone suddenly vibrates. Harry lazily picked up the call from his sister. Gemma Styles.

"Yes, Gem?"

'Where are you?' Gemma's voice immediately sounded very intimidating.

Harry gave a bored yawn. "I'm at a friend's house."

'Why didn't you picked up the calls from Mum?!' Gemma really loved nagging Harry.

Harry hurriedly checked his cellphone. Sure enough, there were twenty-five missed calls from his mother. "I'm Sorry. I didn't hear it earlier. What's wrong?"

'Pick up mum, now! Mum went to the boutique by a taxi and now it's late. You have the heart to let our own mother to come home alone at night, waiting for a taxi by the side of the road? What if something–'

"Yes, I understand, Gem. I'll pick up mum soon. See you later."

Before he could hear anything further from Gemma's ramble, Harry ended his call and immediately looked at Zayn, bidding a goodbye.

"I have to go. Take care of those three idiots, Zayn. I'll see you tomorrow!" Zayn watched Harry leave with a sigh of resignation.

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The slender beauty with golden blonde hair looked around before starting to move her right leg first. Once again, the girl glanced around before stepping back on, this time it was her left.

The beautiful girl's gaze was fixed straight on a middle-aged woman who seemed soundly asleep in a sitting position and her head was lying on the table with a cloth she was working on. Slowly, the girl's lips curved, showing a very beautiful smile on her red lips. The girl stepped back, she saw a red piece of cloth not far from the middle-aged woman who was fast asleep. Trying not to make a sound, the girl covered the woman's body with the cloth.

"Sleep well, Anne."

The girl's voice sounded very soft and almost inaudible. She looked at the woman in front of her with a smile. The girl looked left and right, and found her work room falling apart and getting messy again. In fact, she was the one who cleaned it last night.

Without further ado, the girl immediately took a step, picking up every trace of thread and cloth that's sprawled all over the floor, trying not to make a sound, so that the owner of the boutique wouldn't wake up.