Cayla's P.O.V
Why does he keep calling me! Doesnt he get the clues! My phone rings for the fifth time within a matter of minutes.
"Cayla, maybe you should answer that?" Harry suggests.
"I can't talk to him, it will only make things worse. I just want him to stop calling me!" I mutter.
"Let me answer it for you, ill tell him to stop bothering you."

I think about it a quick second and decide it could be the right choice. If Harry answers, he will for sure know what im trying to do. Get him to leave me alone!
I hand Harry my phone and he answers it with his adorable accent.

"Hello?" Harry says. "Yes, well i see you've been calling a lot tonight. Cayla is not really in the mood for chatting right now." Its quiet while Harry listens to his response.
"Woah man! Too far! Just stop calling alright! It's been yearssss since you two have been with each other and she's over it! Just leave her alone!" Harry snaps and hangs up the phone.


"Damn Cayla, he is a fiesty one eh?" He tells me. I laugh with him. I know exactly how he feels. He always pushed and pushed, he always wanted his way. Well, guess what. He is not getting it this time.

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"LOUUIIISSS!!!" Niall yells running after him. Bree laughed at them.
"Lou stole your food didnt he?" Bree asks Niall.
"YESS! GET BACK HERE, I ONLY HAVE 3 BAGS OF THOSE LEFT!"

Three bags Niall... Seriously. How many bags did he have in the first place?? On second thought... i dont think that i want to know.

"Alright girls! It's mani pedi time!" Perrie says coming down the stairs, followed by dani and El. They must have been having a nice conversation up there. I havent seen them much since i got here. It's nearly been three hours already.

"Oh! I want the orange! It's my favorite color!" I tell them as she gives me the various colors of orange.
"That's right! We share the same favorite color Cayla!" Harry says.
Indeed we did. As well as the many other things we have in common.

"Perrie you should do pink, it looks cute on you." Zayn suggests. The guys look at him in complete shock, all their mouths drawed open in an "o" shape.

"What?" Zayn asks innocently before everybody starts laughing.

Once again, our laughing is interrupted by a phone call. Im really getting sick of people, i just want to turn my phone off so people will leave me alone.
But if its him again, i swear i am going to flip lids.

Thank God, it's not. But, its the other one person i dont want to be talking to.

"What do you want Ethan?Trying to apologize i assume!" I answer the phone.
"Actually no, just want you to go back to your house and unlock the door so i can bring my things back to my flat..." He says.

Wait what? I must have missed something. Are Ethan and i actually over? I thought this was just a speed bump in the road... I guess not.
"Fine, i'll be there in ten minutes." I hang up the phone.

"Where are you going love?" Harry asks me following me to the front door as i put my shoes on.

"I have to go back to my place to give Ethan his things. Were over."

Harry's P.O.V
"I have to go back to my place to give Ethan his things. Were over."

I know i shouldnt feel this way, but im really happy about this. Her and Ethan being over, gives me a chance to actually make Cayla mine.

"Let me go with you, im sure you could use some company." I offer. She nods and takes my hand.

Wait, Cayla just took my hand. She tangled her fingers with mine... Does this mean... No Harry! Your not together or anything of that shape or form yet! She probably just felt like she needed that comfort. But why didnt you grab her hand before she could grab yours Harry! ugh i hate when i cant make the first move. Makes me feel defeated.

***
We get to Cayla's house and Ethan is there, leaning on his car. Probably trying to seem cool. Too late loser, you already lost her.
He sees mine and Caylas hands joined and he makes a snappy remark.

"I knew it."
"You know what Ethan, No you didnt know it, because before we broke up, nothing was going on between us, now we are done! im a single girl and i'm gonna do whatever the fuck i want. Just grab your shit and get out. " Cayla snaps back. He rolld his eyes and walks inside.

Cayla seems to find interest in something in Ethans car as she walks towards it. The passanger window opens and there sits a blonde girl.

"Well, if it isn't little miss Hipster" The girl says to Cayla.
I can see that Cayla gets a little frustrated at her words so i decide to rant back at the blonde bitch. And actually im wearing my hipster please shirt right now so i rub it all in her face.

"She could maybe be a hipster, but at least she doesnt have to be a blonde bitch like you.. Good luck with Ethan, cause umm... he walks off frequently.. clearly.."

Cayla Laughs and barges in.
"Yeah 'blonde bitch' you should know. He left you for me. remember? Or was that day a blur, just like the day you fucked your second cousin?"

WOAH! Cayla just dissed her hard core. I laugh a little to myself. That was an awesome diss. not gonna lie.

Ethan walks out of the house and sees us talking to the girl, now with an angry look on her face, and picks up his pace.

"Goodbye!" Ethan slams his car door and shuts the girls window.

"Who was that girl.." i hesitantly ask Cayla.

"She's Ethans ex... And she's also...."
She stops mid sentence. Obviously afraid to tell me.

Notes

HMMMMM... who is the blonde bitch? What do you guys think will happen with Cayla and Harry?! ALSO! Who do you think this guy is that keeps calling her??

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xx Cayla {real_mrs_styles}