leave your lover » harry styles

| six |

"are you busy? are you not in the mood for drinks because we can do something else, harry," beverly uttered.

"i'm not in the mood to be dragged around by you, only for you to throw me in the trash every time brent's around. if you want to get drinks or go out, why don't you go out with your boyfriend? i'm just your back-up rag when you need help or someone to talk to, but that's what brent's supposed to be there for. i hope you have a good life, beverly. goodbye."

"harry," she whispered, signs of guilt evident in her voice.

harry sighed, a tinge of remorse flowing through his veins as he ended the call and deleted beverly from his contacts. 

to cheer himself up, harry walked to the coffee shop down the street. he smiled as the aroma of coffee and pastries enveloped him and then again when he reached the counter to order his drink.

he grinned at the cashier as he reached for his drink from her hands, and when he glanced at the cup as he was walking back to his flat, there was writing scribbled on it, and it didn't take him long to realize it was a phone number.

the end