(Harry POV)About a month has gone by and my birthday is in a few days. My training has been going well and I won the match against Mario. My next big match is in a month against the strongest boxer in the east coast. I keep getting smaller matches in between to sharp up my skills until then. I was in the gym hitting my punching bag. I stop and grab the bag itself to stop it. I lean my head against the bag and think about how I've been doing nothing to spark some interest in Hazel. I think about where she could be at 5PM on a Friday. Last time, she was at the coffee shop, so maybe she's there. I take a shower at the gym and rush over to the coffee shop.
(Hazel POV)
I look at the things on my screen while taking a sip of my coffee. I sigh and try to think of why I chose Health as my major, Chemistry was my hardest subject.
"Need help?" I hear a voice and the chair in front of me slide. God no not another one of those stupid guys. I look up from my laptop and see that it is indeed another stupid guy, however this one, I knew, I look at Harry and raise my eyebrow.
"No. I don't need any help Harry." I say to him. "Why are you here?" I asked looking at my stuff again.
"Because this is my favorite coffee shop and I, as well as you, am allowed to be here." He smirks. I roll my eyes at his stupid smirk.
"How um..How are things going with you and Liam?" Harry asked
"Why do you care?" I ask back.
"Because he's my friend." Harry answers. Liar. I see my laptop screen close and look up at Harry annoyed. "Pay attention to me." He smiled a cheeky annoying smile
"I don't know how things are going, Harry. He's been ignoring me for a few days and when we lay together he always had his phone in his hand or turned off, its weird, I feel as if he's maybe cheating.." I bite my lip and try not to think about the fact Liam could be cheating on me.
"He could be, it's not like he's never done it before, Liam is a real douche and he tries to play it off as if he's a sweet guy." Harry says taking a sip of my coffee.
"Ew, don't touch my food if your mouth is all over Haley's vagina." I say. His eyes widen.
"I'll have you know, I was my mouth out very well and! I have not touched Haley inappropriately in over a month." Harry says.
"Congrats. You can have the rest of my coffee." I say sliding it over to him. Now, I need to figure out a topic to write my anatomy essay about, so scram!" I say to him. He closes my laptop.
"Don't be unoriginal and google it, think Hazel Rose, You're intelligent.." He says. It sucks how he has a point. "I can't think Harry, I've been thinking about Liam." I say looking off into the distance just over his shoulder. I focus my eyes onto his neck which is red and blue.
"What happened to you?" I ask
"What?"
"Your neck." I answer.
"I'm a boxer, did you forget even the best boxers get hurt too?" He chuckles.
"Do you get bruises easily?" I ask him examining the bruise.
"Depends where I get it, some places on my body bruise a lot easier than others." He answers.
"This is the most you've ever spoken to me Styles.." I say trying not to smile at his kindness.
"New years resolution: Befriend people I hate." He says as he takes another sip of my coffee
"So what parts of your body bruise easily?" I ask.
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Stay Alive // Harry Styles Fanfic
Fanfiction"If kissing me shows how much you hate me, then hate me baby, loathe me, detest me." From sibling rivalry, to an enemy to all, Harry Styles is a manipulating and selfish, rich kid and a trained boxer with more enemies than anyone could ever imagine...