Irresistible (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

46: Driving Miss Mia Crazy

(A/N: quick message. The gif above has nothing to do with the chapter but just as Harry protects that puppy in the video, I will protect my story from trolls and other rude people whose only objective is to spoil the story for the rest of us. I know the majority of readers are wonderful and kind and supportive and appreciate my work and are excited to read more (AND I LOVE YOU SO SO SO SO MUCH FOR THAT) but I've dealt with a few impossibly rude users and I am so tired of it all so I thought I would just put this out there... also, I've been wanting to use this gif for something and tonight it seemed perfect. I really hope you enjoy this chapter because we meet the family next!)

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"Mia I need you to chill the fuck out because I was in the middle of something very important here and you texting me 911 when it isn't an emergency is something cruel and unusual," she snaps with weighted breath.

If I was a normal person or in any other situation right now I'd let her go and deal with my problem on my own but I am neither of those things.

I'm awkward and irrational and my mind gets the better of me most of the time and right now I need my best friend to talk me off the ledge I have perched myself on.

All I am is a mess of nerves and I am not letting Harry see me like this... at least not in its full force.

He's not ready for that.

"Really? Really?" I seethe through the phone, my chest vibrating with every heartbeat. "It's freezing outside and I'm breaking into a sweat, I feel like I'm having a panic attack and I'm about to spend over a week with Harry's family and you're doing something more important?"

"Yes, I was, something very important." She explains through gritted teeth. "Ben is here, I have a full bottle of champagne and melted chocolate and strawberries... so yes it is important!"

"Hi Mia," Ben calls from the other side of the phone and I mumble a hello back to him.

"And you aren't having a panic attack because if you were you wouldn't be able to talk to me," she tries to rationalize her want to get off the phone but there is no point. I'm in a crazed state. "Now I'm going to hang up."

"No!" I yell, clutching my phone for dear life hoping Harry wasn't in earshot of my little outburst. "Doing Ben is not important. You're best friend making herself sick with worry because she's about to meet her boyfriends family is IMPORTANT," I explain once again. "It's an emergency! It warrants a 911 text. So dismount and talk me off the ledge," I whisper just as I hear footsteps coming down the hall.

"You know Mia, I love you, I really do," God I can already feel her pulling away. "But you're on your own on this one. I really was in the middle of something, basically, mid-thrust actually so can you please–"

"Mia love, come on. We've got to get on the road," Harry yells for the third time but this time right outside the bathroom door.

"Five more minutes," I yell back anxious, worried that he'll burst through the door any moment, breaking down in the lock in a wildly arousing display of strength.

Pull it together Mia.

"Monica I don't care, you need to help me," I whine once again washing my face with a cool towel.

"Hey, I hear Harry," she says trying to sound hopeful but I know what she's doing. Monica just wants to hand me off to my boyfriend, how sweet.

Is this what it's going to be like, the two closest people in my life passing me off to the other when I get too much to handle?

"So why don't you pull on your big girl panties and go out there and freak out to your boyfriend..." she starts to cackle. "That's what he's there for."