three: pretending

"Fuck..." I whisper, quick to turn around so that I was no longer looking over at my current boyfriend having a conversation with my ex which was clearly way too friendly for my own good. 

"Apparently they know each other..." Zayn says, a little awkwardly as he risks a glance towards me before going back to staring over at Jamie and Harry. 

"That's the friend Harry's in a band with..." 

"Wait, you're saying that Harry's Jamie is also your Jamie? Shit..." Zayn says, his eyes now comically wide but I was in too much of a panic to really laugh.

"I'm so screwed..." I whisper, putting my head in my hands and closing my eyes. I hadn't told Harry anything about Jamie, but to be fair he'd never asked about him either. We both knew we had seen other people before each other, having a somewhat mutual understanding not to pressure each other into talking about said relationships.

Harry only ever talked about Rose anyways and I... I didn't talk about anyone, especially not Jamie. That was a relationship I wish had never happened, one that shouldn't have even happened to begin with... It was my greatest shame and I just knew Harry would hate me for it as soon as he found out.

"Shit, Harry's spotted me... should I duck for cover?" Zayn asks, bringing me back from my silent panic for just a moment. I turn around to see if Harry had actually spotted us, giving my boyfriend a tight smile and a small wave when we make eye contact. I wasn't about to pretend like I hadn't seen him, that would just add fuel to our already out of control fire that neither of us had tried to put out this morning. He returns my wave which causes Jamie to look in my direction, his confused expression replaced with recognition in an instant. He didn't even look surprised or even a little guilty, in fact he appeared to be smug.

"Do you think they'll co- oh never mind, they're coming over. Shit..." Zayn says in the same panicked tone he'd had since Harry had gotten here. I take in a deep breath, closing my eyes again as I try to get my bearings before Harry reaches the table. By the time my heart slows down, they're both standing at the edge of our table. Harry's looking at me sadly, a conflicted look on his face.

"Hey..." I say first, smiling at my boyfriend the best I could before I stand up to kiss his cheek. Harry lets out a shaky sigh at the action, grabbing my hand almost instantly.

"What are you guys doing here?" He asks, still looking at me even when Zayn is the one to answer.

"Getting lunch, what else would we be doing? Definitely not spy-" Zayn cuts himself off, clearing his throat before looking anywhere but at Harry.

"Zayn and I were just grabbing a bite to eat before we went to work." I say, continuing to smile as he lets go of my hand so he can wrap his arm securely  around my waist. I always loved it when Harry pulled me close, the action always so reassuring. The moment is short lived though when Jamie clears his throat.

"Oh right... sorry Jay. This is my boyfriend Niall and his friend Zayn." Harry says introducing us even though it was pointless. Jamie is staring at me, the look on his face making me the slightest bit uncomfortable.

"Jamie Lancaster, it's a pleasure to meet you." Jamie says, acting like this was the first time we had ever met which I honestly wasn't even surprised by. Jamie and I are locked in what could only he classified in a glaring contest at this point, I was secretly hoping he'd just catch on fire.

"Likewise." I found myself saying, deciding that I would wait until it was just Harry and I before I brought the whole ex-boyfriend thing.

But that doesn't get rid of the more than clear tension.

"Jamie is the bassist for the band... we were just about to go over the details if you wanna join?" Harry asks, trying to ease it a little. I tear my gaze away from Jamie's at that point, smiling sadly at Harry before shaking my head.

"Mum needs me at the store and Zayn needs a ride to work... you can tell me all about it later tonight, you did say you would." I say and Harry looks a little surprised.

"You're still coming over?" He asks and I can't help the small chuckle.

"Course. I told you I would."

"I know... I just... I figured after our conversation this morning you would want your space. I am sorry about that by the way... I shouldn't be pressuring you in doing something you don't want, it's not fai-" Harry starts to ramble but I'm quick to silence him with a small kiss on his lips, pulling away after only a few seconds.

"It's okay, Prince. I didn't handle the situation all that well either, I understand why you want to... but that's something we can talk about later along with other things." I say quietly, moving out of Harry's embrace despite how badly I wanted to stay.

"It was nice meeting you, Jamie. C'mon, Zayn." I say once I get Harry to let go, grabbing Zayn's hand and practically dragging him out of there. Once we were outside, Zayn seemed to get his voice back.

"What the fuck was that?"

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I'm asking myself the same thing, Zayn.

Shit is gonna hit the fan....

It's 1 am again, lol I hate myself.

Omg.

I just spent like $60 dollars on band merch.... now I really hate myself lol.

QOTC: How do you guys think Harry's gonna react when Niall finally tells him?

Dedication goes to NazzaStylan

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