It Was Enchanting To Meet You..

Chapter 1

There I was again tonight, forcing laughter, faking smiles and feeling insecure and broken. I flashed my mum an insincere smile as she was walking towards the shabby door of our home intertwining her hands with her boyfriend, Every step they took was like a bullet shooting right through my heart, I always thought..Why couldn’t that be my dad? The reason why i’m here in this cruel world? Moments of thoughts seized me until they were finally gone, her boyfriend took her to Los Angeles for a living and decided to leave me behind for a while. He had a concept of me, being a grown up already. That I could just afford a living alone. What a dickhead, I thought. At that moment I was alone, left behind in our ragged dwelling with surging tears gushing down my eyes. I slammed the door shut, and ran up to my room. The next thing I knew, I passed out on my bed with my tears drenching my pillow.

My name is Yarah, Im turning 15 in a while.. My hair is brown, with light natural streaks of gold blending in. My eyes are brown as well, hazel I would reckon. My cheeks are rosy most of the time, Im as white as a snow flake. Yet I manage to get tanned and stay fair in color, I’m pretty tall.. 5’4 probably. Yet, Im an insecure person..I’ve been through a lot. My boyfriend just cheated on me with my bestfriend,I had to go through a parents divorce not long ago, Im living with a mum who’s dating..And who literally just left me shattered behind, And for all those reasons, I decided to abandon school. I’ve left school for approximately 3 weeks, Lying to my mum everyday..My life was a mess..A big metal block on my head. I walked to the restroom, washed my face, put on my black cardigan with my denim studded shorts, settled my hair into one braid on the side, and got my converse kicked in as I managed to walk out of the door. I didn’t know where I was heading, I just didn’t want to be here. I ran to the train station, and sat on one of the benches crying my heart out.

As my hands were entering the pockets of my shorts, I felt a sharp object that wounded my finger a bit. It was a miniature blade, I had it with me everywhere in case I needed it. I took it put of my pocket, And suddenly I started cutting my skin. I was literally scraping it off. Wounds were over my hand, it was bleeding tremendously. I cried, sobbed, bawled my eyes out. It was the first time I’ve ever done such thing. “What happened to you?..” I whispered to myself, with tears. I was one of the most popular teens in school, guys used to sit around me in breaks wishing I would go out with them or even give them my number. Girls used to waste time around me all day, talking and babbling about all the new gossip and shit. Boys and drama, Yet.. I only managed to sit with my ex-boyfriend Ricky. He was the only one I trusted and as well as my ex-bestfriend Anna. And well, George.. George was my closest bestfriend, He was there for me through thick and thin.His real name’s Georgios, A blonde Greek with funny yet charming looks and a personality capturing it along the way.

I snapped out of the haunting memories of mine when I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was George. I couldn’t believe my eyes, I’ve missed him so much. He hugged me tight, I was making sure the blood off my wounds wont smudge his coat, but his hands and my bloody wounds found a way to stain his cloth. He pulled away, noticing his blotched coat. And his astonishing questions started popping out of his mouth.

“Erm, Excuse me? Am I missing something?”

“George, I’m terribly sorry I didn’t mean too..”

He cut me off, I couldn’t face him. Tears filled my eyes, What am I supposed to say?

“Where did this come from? Yarah answer me now. Show me your hands.”

His voice was stern, harsh.. Demanding. I couldn’t talk back, I lifted the sleeve of my cardigan up as I was in pain from the wounds just crushing me.. I felt a sting. As if someone was sliding a knife right through my skin, right into my veins and my blood was just splashing over. Wasn’t that what I was doing just a while ago? I thought.. But George’s words awakened me.

“What did you do to yourself? Whats going on? Oh my god Yarah, FUCK!!”

His voice was loud, and just startled. I explained everything.. My feelings and just everything. I bursted myself to him. I could trust him at least. He pulled me into a big bear hug, Tears ran down as he kissed my forehead. We stayed sitting there at the bench till’ it was almost 10 pm, Eventually after expressing and explaining..George decided to cheer me up by telling me about this girl he likes.. Her name was Lily. He asked me for advice just like I always do, I told him to call her. He did and eventually she was on her way to pick up George over for sometime at her place. Im not gunna lie, I needed George with me there..He was the only person left in my life, Yet I wanted him to have fun. Lily came by, She was one beauty queen, blonde as well..They fitted as a couple I would say, He hugged me a goodbye and kissed my forehead again..Telling me to take care and asking for my phone number. I changed it since I abandoned school. By then George left me alone sitting in that bench, with people walking to the train catching their ride.

Rain started pouring down densely, I was all covered in water. Wet, cold and broken.. It was kinda better, no one knew I was crying. A couple of minutes passed by then I was freezing cold. Suddenly I felt an arm wrapped around me, I freaked out and looked directly next to me, to see a beautiful human being. He had perfect curls dashing down his face, Green-Blue eyes that glistened in front of me.. His hands were pretty big, his skin was fair. He seemed tall, wearing a purple Jack Wills hoodie. He looked at me deeply in my eyes, and my heart skipped a beat for a second, I was sitting there, In some stranger’s arms, yet I felt comfortable.. Peaceful and totally into it. But scared, scared he would see my wounds and leave me alone and freak out..once again.Yet, He whispered into my ears.

“What would a beautiful girl like you doing out here on a rainy night?”

My heart skipped a beat, He thought I was beautiful? Holy it must be dark out here. His voice was deep, husky, sexy, just beautiful. He had a delightful british accent, I managed to answer him with my broken voice.

“Im just, thinking..I like to sit here and just think..”

I flashed him a fake smile, He noticed..There was something about this guy I couldn’t resist, nor recognize. He seemed, mysterious? I would say..

“Well, we’ll discuss everything at my place, come on.”

Erm, Are my ears blocked or did he just say “my place”? I didn’t even know his name?

“Your place? I don’t even know you! What if you try to rape me?”

I replied, He smiled..Then he somehow managed to chuckle. I found it adorably appealing.

“Im Harry Styles. Harry Edward Styles, Im 17 and Im going to take you home with me and get you a bunch of dry clothes and well, hot chocolate! You cant resist not coming with me can you gorgeous?”

Harry Styles, he was right..I couldn’t resist not going with him. I felt something strange towards this guy, Could it be love? No. Dude snap out of it. You just met him. I smiled, blushing somehow in the darkness.

“Fine, but if you rape me Im calling the cops!”

He giggled, and took my hand intertwining his hands with mine. It was magical, I felt the butterflies hooking my stomach like little knifes cutting it down. I remembered that the blade was still down my pocket, I ignored it. The rain started to pour heavily, it was too much to handle. Harry started running and I followed, no actually dragged. Harry Styles was dragging me to, well his house.

Chapter 2

We finally reached his house, completely soaked from the rain. It was an extensive home he lived in. It was a whitish dwelling from the exterior, Harry seemed wealthy from the place he lived in. Abruptly a handsome guy opened the door, he was fairly tall. Had afro black hair with splendid brown eyes, I wont lie, he was sizzling hot.

“Haz..? Why you soaking wet? And who’s this beautiful lady?”

The words escaped from his mouth, both of them had british accents I recalled.

“Well Zayn, I went over at the train station for a walk and I found her there alone in the rain so I thought she needed help, And I got her here.”

Zayn, Is it? Nodded and we stepped into the dwelling. It was mainly a glass structure all over, with one huge beautiful crystal swimming pool along the sideway. The glass was surrounding a decent looking living room, leather bounded us. From exquisite couches to tables and a big plasma t.v. -Pic of the house: http://homedesigndecorator.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/swiming-pool-the-idea-that-modern-residence-design-and-minimalist.jpg” I was absolutely stunned, My clothes were plopping drops of water over the floor when Harry grabbed my hand and took me up the stairs into a jumbled room.

“Welcome to my room!”

He squealed, I let out a giggle.

“What a mess, holy!”

Clothes were gathered all over the floor, posters hanging over the walls; from elvis presley’s to caroline flask. And others just hanging down the wall, it was unbelievable. The bed sheets were wrinkled and he just stood there, with a grin on his face. He handed me some basket ball shorts, and a baggy hoodie.

“You can change, the restroom is right over there.”

“Thanks Harry.”

I couldn’t help but smile, with my blue lips all cold and frozen. I went over and changed, I remember the blade. I took it out of the pocket and threw it in Harry’s trash can. As I stepped out of the restroom, I found Harry sitting in his bed, waiting. He took my hand and opened the door, we walked downstairs. I saw 4 handsome looking guys sitting at the couches, either texting or listening to some tunes. Wow, a bigger chance of me getting raped I thought. The moment they saw me is the moment Harry let go of my hand and their eyes all shifted through my direction. One of them was Zayn, I remembered.

“Hello there! The name’s Louis, Louis Tomlinson. You are?”

The boys chuckled, what was so funny? Maybe the tune of his voice?.

“Hey Louis, My name’s Yarah.”

The other 2 introduced them selves as well, Niall and Liam. They all had british accents except for Niall, Who proudly said he was from Mullingar, Ireland. What a cutie, I thought. They were all so marvelous, entertaining and very grateful. Louis seemed to be the funny one , Liam appeared to be the serious yet charming one, Niall was the cutie who loves food! Zayn was the hot joker. And Harry, he was the attractive, funny, and the immature one of them. We spent the night mostly talking, playing xbox and eating, getting to know each other..It was amazing. But one question was tingling my mind, I let it out.

“So erm, why are you guys living all together?”

Harry popped in and answered.

“Were in a band, we passed the xfactor and well..We’ll be going on tour soon so yeah, were kinda living together at the moment.”

Pretty dope, imagine living with 4 of your bestfriends? The night passed as we shared a lot of info’s about our lives, until it was almost 1:00 a.m I was late, I had be home. I nudged Harry telling him that I have to leave. He didn’t approve.

“Its late, you might actually get raped.”

Oh sarcastic harry, I had to leave though. I went upstairs, picked up my clothes and headed to the door. Harry held my hand, and insisted on dropping me home. I couldn’t refuse, we walked together as my hands was intertwining with his, my head dug into his shoulder. It wasn’t a long walk, as we arrived I hugged Harry and as I was opening the door, Harry stopped me telling me to record my number in his phone, I dialed my digits into his blackberry and gave it to him. I looked up at him as he smiled, took his phone and kissed me on the cheeks. Sparks fly. It was one magical moment, I headed to my room, tumbled into my bed sheets. My thoughts fought with me, a war was starting in my head. I was struggling, just today..Just a couple of hours ago. But since Harry appeared It was all better, It felt right. Like just right, During the strive of my thoughts I remembered that fucking blade. What if Harry sees it?.. It would mean, I’d go back to my old broken self, left behind alone. I didn’t want that, Tears started coming back..Swamping my pillow once again. I cried myself to sleep, until I woke up the next day at 10 a.m with a buzz from my phone. I leaped off my bed checking my phone, it was a text..from Harry.

Chapter 3

I was panicked, nervous..I couldn’t click on the text he sent. Yet, my phone buzzed a second time. My heart skipped a beat, what if he found out? I decided to take the risk and read it.

“Hey beautiful, good morning! How was your night? hope you slept well. Listen the boys are eager to hang out with you today, we can pass by starbucks? any plans? love. xx”

Phew, he didn’t knew..Thank God. I managed to read the second text, trembling.

“Babe? You up? Why aren’t you answering me? Are you okay? xx”

Again, I was relieved. He just called me babe, and beautiful. He was even worried about me! Well, I had no plans and I did want to hang out with them..I quickly replied.

“Hey(: It was alright, thanks. Awh haha, sure we could hang out at 2? we’ll meet up at starbucks just across the street okay? and I’m alright sorry I was a bit busy. xx”

I remained silent for a bit, waiting for a reply. Thoughts came back fighting with me, They’re like kinda famous.. They don’t need you. Nor care about you. Harry’s probably just using you. The buzz from my phone awakened me.

“Great! Its set then, starbucks at 2. Cant wait to see you :D haha, love. xx”

A smile shifted through my face, it was obvious I looked like a moron sitting there. Or just like a kid, who’s mom took to the candy store..Or even the toy store. I tossed my phone across my bed, to check that its already 12 pm; I went over to the restroom, washed my face and all. I put on my rosy pink floral dress, with some white heels on the way. Tied my hair in a messed yet pretty bun. -Outfit:http://www.yboo.info/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/hot-floral-dresses-for-summer-2011.jpg-

Mascara, blush and lipgloss, I glared at myself. I looked..good? It felt right. I quickly checked the time, it was quarter to 2. In a while, I arrived at starbucks, looking for the boys..Until I found them, the 4 handsome lads from yesterday sitting on the corner, But wait. Where’s Harry? Before I took a step forward someone’s arms were wrapped my waist. He turned me to his direction, It was Harry. I flashed him a smile, he looked absolutely stunned I realized.

“You look..holy. You look gorgeous.”

He breathed heavily, I blushed. On the other hand, the boys were laughing at my situation and reaction. Except for Louis, He had sad remarks on his face. My stomach rumbled, I felt the heat running through my face making it crimson red.

“Thanks, you look pretty good yourself.”

I smiled, he was wearing white bermudas with a navy buttoned up shirt. It revealed his tan somehow, he looked pretty…hot I would say.

We walked over to the boys, when Zayn popped in.

“Vas Appenin’?”

We laughed, and took a seat, I was sitting in between Harry and Louis.

Harry Zayn Niall and Liam went to get us drinks, while I was sitting there next to Louis. I took a deep breath and broke the silence.

“So whats up Lou? You feeling alright?”

He shifted his head towards me, still the remarks of sorrow filled his face. His eyes glistened though, they were absolutely breathtaking.

“Nothing, Im alright.”

His voice was broken, he coughed.

“Really? You don’t seem to be?..”

“Do you even care? Just forget it, Harry’s calling you by the way. Run for your man.”

He spit his words, I was completely staggered. His voice was still broken. I walked up to Harry, still managing to smile after what happened. He looked at me deeply in the eyes, and gave me my drink. Vanilla frappuccino with whip cream along the caramel streaks above. We went back and took a seat, with Harry gazing into my eyes and Niall sipping his drink uncontrollably.Louis was still sad and broken, it killed me. What have I done? Harry suddenly uttered.

“Errm, guys. Yarah and I are going for a walk, anyone care to join?”

Zayn winked at Harry as he grabbed my hand and we were out, strolling. His hands were still holding mine, it felt beautiful. But the thought of Louis just tingled and mortified me.. I didn’t want to tell Harry fearing the consequences. We walked and walked till’ we reached the park, It was verdant..leafy, verdurous and beautiful. Harry started running around and spinning me in circles. Laughter caught me and I was unsteady, all wobbly. He stopped and we fell on top of each other with the grass under tingling our bodies. I was on top of Harry by this time, I was too dizzy to care how we looked like..Or how we even felt. I put my head on his chest as his arms surrounded my body, protecting it safely. I looked up at harry, his eyes were literally shimmering. They were dazzling, I took a deep breath and smiled. Butterflies were all over my stomach fluttering quickly in motion.

“Your beautiful.”

He whispered into my ears, causing goosebumps rushing down my arms and legs.

“Thanks, your pretty good yourself Styles.”

I whispered back in his ears, sliding my finger over his nose making him close his eyes and smile like a little child. He kept blinking over and over again making me chuckle at his face. He kissed me on the cheeks, as I smiled and bit my lip. Hoping to look sexy I suppose.

“Your hot.”

He whispered, I playfully hit him on his shoulder and got up off of him, seated facing his direction. He laid down, with his shoulder keeping his head up gazing at me. Suddenly his phone rang.

“Sup Niall?”

“Right, we’ll be there in 10 minutes.”

He stood up, dragging me with him.

“Where are we heading too?”

“My bedroom.”

I sarcastically looked at him, nodding my head. He laughed.

“Were going back to our place, the boys are there. I think we’ll be watching a movie? Movie night woo!”

I laughed at him, what a kid I thought. Louis’s words came back up in my brain causing me a mini heart attack. It wasn’t long till’ we reached their place, We entered the dwelling, I was in a trauma hoping and wishing everything with Louis will be alright.. What will happen?

Chapter 4

We found the 4 lads sitting on the couches, texting and jamming. Until Niall stood up and hugged me and Harry.

“Well well, welcome home love birds.”

He smirked, love birds? Was he serious? I blushed as Harry giggled.

“Its movie night bitches! Niall, go get us the snacks.”

Zayn demanded.

“Coming with yah.”

Liam stood up, following Niall into the kitchen. Zayn Harry Louis and I took over the couches, stretching and fitting into a comfortable shape. Louis the matter of fact sat silently curled up on the end of the couch..Not speaking at all. I thought, I really needed to change my dress into something snaggy, I asked Harry to borrow one of his shorts and a shirt. He approved with a cheeky smile, Liam and Niall then came along with the snacks, from taco’s to popcorn and candies, along with the soft drinks and crackers. As I was about to get up Louis got up and muttered.

“Im just going to my room, I don’t feel like watching a movie tonight. Good night everybody.”

His voice was miserable and gloomy, his eyes were filled with tears trapped. His figure was wretched, and broken. I got up to change, I caught Louis still walking up the stairs when I pulled his arm.

“Louis, please cut the crap and talk will you?”

I tried to sound as low as possible, not to disturb nor catch any of the boys attention.

“Cut the crap huh? Couldn’t figure out whats wrong with me could you? Of course not, your too busy with Harry capturing your heart by the minute.”

He spit out those words, right onto my face. His voice was raucous, rasping and strong. Yet it still had a broken side, a tear shed down his eye.

“Louis..Please don’t cry nor shout. Just tell me what have I done to frustrate you?”

Harry’s P.O.V

“Dude maybe you should go talk to Louis till’ your princess comes back.”

Zayn nudged me in the rib, my princess huh? I wont lie to myself, I do like that girl a lot. More than I could ever imagine, Yes I am a player. And yes I did date a lot of girls and dumped them the following day but with Yarah..I don’t know. She just simply caught my heart in countless ways and made me sink badly in love. She’s got the “vibe”, and today lets say it was a fairytale to me. I love her, I just do. Zayn’s punch on my shoulder revived me back to real life.

“You were just daydreaming about her weren’t you?”

“Yes..”

“Go talk to Louis for now bro, we’ll see what we can do about her later.”

I got up, heading to Louis room as I was walking up the stairs drowning in the thoughts of Yarah. I saw misery, torture and agony happening in front of my eyes. Louis was lip locking with Yarah, I felt a sting in my heart causing waterworks flowing right throughout my eyes.

Yarah’s P.O.V

Louis never spoke a word, instead he pressed his lips roughly through mine. He was powerful and controllable, I couldn’t fight back. I felt like a tornado has been dragging me into it, failed attempts of pulling out he finally let go. I was completely dazed, more like blown away. He stood there, tongue tied and mute. We heard a sniff, it was Harry. He stood just inches away from me, with tears in his eyes and mortifying looks. He skipped my existence and slammed his room door shut. I yelled.

“WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!”

Tears filled my eyes.

“Yarah, I..I like you okay?! I was fucked up because every girl that ever enters this house goes to Harry. Its like the other 4 of us are feelingless!”

He stuttered at first, then started shouting with tears filling his eyes as well. I wiped my tears as more were gushing and ran off to Harry’s room knocking the door. He wasn’t answering, and he as well locked the door.

“Harry please, it wasn’t me who kissed him he kissed me! I tried pulling away but he dragged me into it! Harry please just let me in!”

I yelled but with tears surging down my eyes and grieve taking over, my voice wasn’t clear. Harry never answered my words nor unlocked the door, He was hurt. I ran down the stairs grabbing my purse and got out, It was raining. I was completely freezing, I jogged home crying and sobbing while shouting “Its not my fault.” along the way till’ I reached home finding George sitting outside on the bench.

“Yarah! Baby whats wrong?!”

He shouted pulling me into a hug as the tears blobbed his sweater.

“It wasn’t my fault I promise you George!”

“Lets go inside, we’ll talk.”

We went inside, water was dripping all over the place. George got me a blanket to keep me a bit warm, got me a cup of hot tea and shut off the air condition. I loved this boy, he was there for me whenever.

“What happened?”

“Louis kissed me, in front of Harry.”

“And..”

“George! Don’t you understand? I love Harry big time and I swear it wasn’t my fault Louis wouldn’t let me go!”

“Calm down will you?”

“I cant George, I hurt Harry.”

“I thought you said it wasn’t your fault?”

I cried, George carried me to bed. Kissed me on the forehead and went to the living room to sleep. My heart was aching, it hurt. Its hard knowing that you hurt someones feelings but it wasn’t your fault. Tears and thoughts killed me, Sleep didn’t find a way to get me so I decided to text Harry.

“Dear Harry, please talk to me. Please understand that it wasn’t my fault. I love you harry, and I mean it when I say it.”

No reply, I knew then that Harry and I were over, even if we haven’t started. No more holding hands nor flirting, No more calling us love birds and mostly..No more trust. I couldn’t stop weeping and sobbing, I knew I loved him and my heart skipped beats and beats everytime I saw him or even got a text from him. All those feelings made me drift to sleep, with tears still trapped in my eyeballs.

Chapter 5

3 days had passed since I last saw Harry, nor talked to him. He never answered my texts, never called. Simply abandoned me for something I didn’t do. I couldn’t cry anymore, I guess I ceased the amount of water in my eyes. But my heart hadn’t healed at all, in fact everytime I thinked of him. It breaks, I’ve missed him. Loads. It was 6 p.m when I put on my denim shorts, wore a white vest under a checkered blouse. Outfit-http://data.whicdn.com/images/10852089/navy-shorts-carrot-orange-blouse-white-shirt-dark-brown-stockings_400_large.jpg?1308210454- hugged George and went out, back to the train station, back to the seat where I met Harry at. I sat there reminiscing about Harry, and how he helped me and made all the pain disappear. Time passed by as I was sitting there just thinking, until it was almost 9.pm. The station was empty, hardly no one came by. I was alone, sitting on that bench smiling with tears in my eyes. I tried singing, thought it might heal the pain..My voice was broken as these words escaped my mouth:

I see your face in my mind as I drive away..

Cause none of us thought is was gonna end that way..

People are people and sometimes we change our minds..

But its killing me to see you go after all this time..

Its the kinda ending you don’t really wanna see..

Cause its tragedy and it’ll only bring you down..

Now I don’t know what to be without you around..

Never wanted this, never wanted to see you hurt..

Every little bump in the road I tried to swerve..

People are people and sometimes it doesn’t work out..

Nothing we say is gonna save us from the fall out..

Its late, and I’m feeling like I just lost a friend..

Hope you know its not easy, easy for me..

Im sorry, Im sorry, Im sorry..

Tears were filling my eyes by then, as I started sobbing. My face was dug in my palms, my head was dug into my legs. I was broken and shattered, I needed him with me. I needed his arms to protect me and his smile to indulge me for a new day, a tomorrow..a future with him. I felt a tap on my shoulder, Just like George’s yet. It wasn’t George, No, it wasn’t Harry either..It was Zayn.

“You have a great voice.”

He smiled while wiping my tears.

“Thanks.”

I sniffed.

“Be strong, and know that Harry loves you..No matter what.”

His words, every single letter slid right through my brain and tingled the veins in my body.

“I don’t think so Zayn, he hates me by now..”

“Don’t be so sure.”

“And how do you know?”

“I just know.”

He smiled, I dug my face into his chest just like I used to do with Harry. Just the thought about him killed me, Zayn remained with me till’ it was midnight, One arm wrapped around me and the other either wiping my tears or holding my hand. He helped me, told me ‘everything’s gonna be okay.’ It was late though by then, we both had to leave. Zayn stood up, still holding me and dropped me home. George greeted us at the door, greeted Zayn when suddenly he uttered.

“You guys, are both invited to Alexandra’s party. She’s a friend and she pretty much told us to invite who ever we want so, Your more than welcomed to come!”

He exclaimed, George spoke by then.

“Will there be..drinks?”

Zayn chuckled as I hit George playfully.

“Yes, yes there will be drinks and girls. Pass by our place and we’ll go together, Yarah knows the address.”

Zayn winked, George took a jump punching the air with a YES! Zayn hugged me a good bye and drifted throughout the shadows. I went up to my room, finding George following me.

“So erm Yarah, shall we go together?”

“As a couple?”

“Well yeah, I mean we’ve been bestfriends for a while there so who cares!”

I giggled, oh George.

“Alright George, I’ll go with you.”

I smiled, he had a desperate yet a selfish grin on his face.

“Of course you will, Im George. G-E-O-R-G-E! Haha, good night.”

He smirked, leaving my room. My heart felt good after being with Zayn, knowing that someone is out for me made me sink in thought. I thought about the party as well, what will I wear? I opened my closet and unfortunately, found nothing. I had to go shopping by tomorrow, By then I went over and tumbled on my bed, drifting to sleep.

“Wake up!!”

George shook my whole body, causing me to tremble.

“Okay okay, Im up for God’s sake George don’t do that again.”

I got up, went to the restroom and changed. Put on some whitish shirt with rosy shorts along with yellow heels. Outfit-http://www.fashionreview.com.au/images/lover-clothing-label/spring-summer-designer-fashion-2011/lover-fashion-spring-summer-clothing-2011-36.jpg- George was in the bathroom,

I wasn’t bothered to tell him I’m leaving. I walked, till’ I reached over to a couple of shops, looking for a decent looking dress, along with the accessories and the heels of course. By then I’ve crossed 10 shops and found nothing, I sat desperately on one of the benches outside, munching on a hotdog I just bought, till’ a dress caught my eye. It was red, bloody red. Stretchy short and sexy, a sleeveless side and the other had a ribbon kinda thing dangling. It was absolutely stunning. I went into the shop, tried it on and it fit perfectly. I bought it, along with one tall black bracelet and black heels on the way, I got back home finding George trying on some trendy outfits, he was wearing a trendy grayish suit. George’s outfit:http://images.icnetwork.co.uk/upl/liverpoolecho/nov2009/1/9/good-fellas-suit-jacket-170-good-fellas-suit-trousers-90-poplin-party-shirt-45-jai-heavy-brogue-150-from-french-connection-200-71114214.jpg- He looked pretty hot.

“You look good there, greeko.”

He laughed.

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

I gave him a smirk, he grinned.

“What will you be wearing?”

“SURPRISE!”

“Ugh, fine I’ll see it tomorrow.”

He stuck his tongue out at me, what a kid. I went up to my room, got everything ready for tomorrow and went to bed. 4 days had passed since Harry and I talked still, I never got any texts from Harry, nor calls. It hurt..

My alarm went on, it was 1 p.m. I got up washing my face, then walked up to find George sitting on the couches handing me a bowl of cereal.

“Wow…George made me breakfast?! What on earth?!”

Its just cereal there buddy.”

He frowned, I chuckled and sat next to him. Glaring into his eyes, I loved George.

“So, how did it go with Lily?”

I totally forgot asking him about that girl.

“Bleh, we broke up.”

He munched on his cereal, I was in shock.

“And you never told me?!”

“Well you were pretty busy these days, so I thought who cares.”

I frowned at him as he got up, kissing my cheeks.

“Im going to dress, go dress as well. Meet you in a while.”

George disappeared by then, I walked to my room washing my face and putting my dress on. Curled my hair a bit more, put on some blush, mascara, black eyeliner, and red lipstick. Wore my accessories and tied my black heels while clutching my purse. I looked onto the mirror, I looked..stunning? I giggled. Outfit:http://media.onsugar.com/files2011/01/03/4/577/5770211b826b27a5ce6753d_2011_Valentine_s_Day_Dresses_and_Outfits_for_Dinner_Dates_3.preview.jpg- Time passed and it was almost 6 p.m, we were late. I called George out, and we met by the car when his jaws almost dropped, he gulped.

“You look, beautiful.”

I smiled.

“Awh, thanks Georgy!”

I kissed him on the cheeks as we rode the car, over to the boys place. I wondered how will meeting Harry be, 5 days passed since we saw each other or even talked, Moments passed as we reached their dwelling with George’s startling words.

“Whoa, they seem rich.”

I smirked.

“Yeah..”

He held my hands as we entered the dwelling.

Chapter 6

We found the boys all ready, Liam and Louis were in classic black tuxedos. Niall and Zayn were in trendy looking blazers, similar to George’s yet much colorful. It was pretty awkward with Louis yet he still managed to smile, forgive and forget Yarah. I realized by then Harry was out of sight, George’s words escaped before me.

“Nice place lads.”

Zayn smiled.

“Thanks man, Yarah you look..amazing! You too George.”

Liam Louis and Niall nodded, George and I spoke smiling.

“Thanks guys, appreciate it.”

Suddenly, Harry walked down the stairs looking beautiful in a navy blazer and some pants. Holding a girl’s hands and giggling along the way, Agony and shock filled me. I felt a bullet running through my chest into my heart. I wished I was dead by then, It wasn’t expectable. The boys looked at me, knowing Im broken and blown. A tear gushed down my eyes, I quickly wiped it and gulped. Harry spoke.

“Well hello there.”

George was confused by then, he didn’t reply. Neither did I.

“This is my date for the night, this is Taylor.”

I gulped, a gulp filled with hurt and pain. Could he just forget about me? In just 5 days? I was confused and wounded, He never let go of her hand, we walked over to a decent limo outside. We took our seats, I was sitting right at the end, with George next to me looking as confused as I was. Harry and Taylor were just in front of us, it killed me. We spent the whole journey silent, nothing much to talk about. Harry spent it by kissing Taylor over and over again causing my wounds deeper and bigger by the second. I looked at him, with soggy eyes and a broken soul. He looked back not saying anything, or even smiling. The limo stopped, we arrived. Everyone got out of the limo, eager and excited to party. Except for myself, I wasn’t in the mood to party at all. Instead I was in the mood to cry and cry, bellow and well kill Taylor in front of Harry’s eyes. Yet it wasn’t my choice nor feelings Harry cared nor was concerned about, It was Taylor’s and himself’s..

We entered the house, it was filled with colorful lights all over. A disco in the middle of the ceiling spinning round and round, Food on every corner and the drinks were on a massive table at the front. From vodka to champagne, the party was insane. I wasn’t a drinker, I never took a drink and promised myself I would never do. I hated alcohol and smoking, And promised myself I would never do them. Everyone were enjoying their time, From Zayn dancing with Rebecca to Liam drinking with Louis. It was psychotic, I couldn’t handle how loud the music was nor how drunk the people were. Girls were stripping down and boys making out and actually having sex on grounds! I was completely astonished and disgusted, I went outside to the back garden. Found a swing, and sat on it gazing at the moon and the stars surrounding it. It was beautiful. A tear ran down my eyes when I remembered Harry and that chick he got, I sobbed.

I found the swing moving when I realized Niall was sitting on one right next to mine. He looked at me smiling with his eyes dazzling under the moonlight, he looked stunning.

“Are you drunk?”

I couldn’t help but ask, I didn’t want my virginity to be lost in a night like this!

“No don’t worry Im completely sober.”

I smiled back at him, when his hand reached out and started wiping my tears away. He gazed right through my eyes making me blush in the darkness, We talked and talked. Got to know each other much better than before, I mean who knew he was such a sweetheart! By then I remembered Harry.. And how intimately close we used to be just a week ago. Niall noticed when he suddenly asked.

“Its about Harry isn’t it?”

I gulped.

“Well, yeah..”

“Don’t worry about him, I suggest turn your back and move on. He can be a dick head sometimes. Especially with beautiful girls like you, he just doesn’t know how to keep!”

His words made my heart beat, quickly. Why would my heart beat to him? That feeling was only meant for Harry, why is it happening again with Niall?

“Thanks Niall, your incredible and good looking! Did you ever knew that?”

He winked at me causing me to giggle. I checked my phone; finding it already 1 a.m, I had to pick up George and leave immediately. We were late, I gave Niall a hug, as he came closer by the second and kissed me on the cheeks. An idiotic smile filled my face making me blush badly. As I left Niall, I went in and looked for George. He wasn’t there. I walked over to the corner of the room, when I fell in tears finding Harry passed out on the floor,completely drunk and incautious. I tried every way to wake him up, called on others to help but unfortunately everyone was too drunk to care. Niall disappeared and wouldn’t answer. Shock and astonishment filled me again when I saw Taylor making out with George on the side. My eyes were about to pop out. I held Harry by his hands and tried making him walk up to his room, successfully he was there safely laid down on his bed. But remained incautious, Tears kept surging down my cheeks until my eyeballs were burning. I heard Harry calling out.

“What..Whats going on? Yarah? Lou?”

I ran over to him.

“Yes Harry! Im here don’t worry, your okay.”

A tear ran down my face onto his face, he sat up facing me with his green eyes staring.

“Where’s Taylor?”

He asked, My heart felt squeezed.

“Oh, she’s .. she’s.. Harry she’s drunk and she’s making out with George.”

His face turned straight.

“What? She’s making out with George?”

I gulped.

“Yeah, Im sorry.”

He got off of his bed.

“I don’t believe you.”

His words crashed me.

“Im going to see whats actually going on.”

I knew he was gonna get hurt, yet I remained silent. He just assumed me a lier, and haven’t even thanked me for saving him from people stepping onto his head. I knew then that Harry Edward Styles, lost all his chances with me. I stood up, wanting to get out of this place when Harry stepped in with a look of disappointment on his face.

“Your right, she is.”

I wiped my tears.

“You thought I was a lier, blamed me for something I didn’t do, never thanked me for saving you just now and totally forgot about my existence. Harry, I don’t know you anymore.”

His face turned devastated.

“Yarah wait, Im sorry. I..I..The truth is I never stopped thinking about these five days.”

My heart skipped a beat, yet I managed to remember all the torture he put me through.

“Oh really? You put me into torture have you got any idea how depressed I was those 5 days?!”

“Yarah, Im sorry. I..I love you. Okay?”

I gulped.

“Harry, a week hasn’t passed yet. We broke the rule, just move on okay? What you did to me was never simple! You hurt me! Don’t expect me there for you when you weren’t for me! You hurt me Harry, you broke me! You lost the moon while counting the stars!”

I sobbed, every word hurt me as It was coming out. I bursted out of his room but he held my hand and dragged me to him.

“Let me go, your a fucking bastard.”

He looked at me deeply.

“I said let me fucking go! You have no value in my heart anymore Harry, just leave me.”

He let me go as I ran towards the door leaving George behind. I went to the train station once again bawling my heart out as people crossed me and guys took deep stares at my boobs and ass and body. I felt open and ashamed. But it was over, I knew it. Harry just blew it, I was gonna forgive him at first but then, I felt just stupid. My heart is aching right now and tears wont stop running down my eyes. My make up is ruined and my face is a mess. I needed to be away from Harry, too far like kissing him..That far.

Chapter 7

I took off my heels, walking home with the sharpness of the ground stinging my foot causing blisters and wounds. Tears still filled my eyes about the thought that Harry and I just blew everything off. I cant even imagine being friends with him anymore..My life was a mess. I crossed the road reaching home, I got in not bothering to call George out. I headed to my room and stumbled over my bed, crying myself to sleep.

A couple of hours passed as I woke up on the rays of sunshine, flowing through my eyes. I knew it was George. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. I picked it up finding 6 messages from..George.

“Dear Yarah, I’ve left your house, I flew over to Texas. Foster parents want me back, problems happening around the house and all. I tried waking you up this morning to inform you but you were dead asleep, Sorry I haven’t saw you yesterday. I was busy packing and forgot to tell you. Thankyou for everything, I love you loads girl. Your my everything.”

I collapsed in tears, He was the only one left for me in this world..And he now he longer is. I had to understand his position though, he had two cruel foster parents that kicked him out a while ago. That boy’s been suffering since he was young, in much bigger problems in life than I did. Yet he was always by my side telling me everything will be okay; While he was struggling thorough a lot.. Guilt and agony filled me when I thought about him.

“Yarah, answer your phone lazy ass.”

“Dude, wake up for God’s sake -.-“

“You’ve always been in a lazy big fatass.”

“Yarah answer, its like 12 p.m!!”

“My credit is coming to an end bitch. Your paying for this -.-“

“Ugh, this is the last text imma send, My credit is done faggot.”

A smile filled my face then I let out a giggle, That boy.. I remembered all the good times we had together at sleepovers, parties, proms, and school.. Thoughts came back attacking me. ‘You’ve ended everything with Harry, then go back to school!’ whispered my brain. ‘You love Harry and Niall, go get one of them.’ shouted my heart. Niall? Did it say Niall? No. I don’t have feelings for..Niall? My heart skipped beats just thinking about him, Sweat dripped.

I remembered last night, when his hands reached my face and wiped my tears..When his eyes were dazzling under the moon in in the darkness, When his lips were pressed against my face. My body was shivered in thoughts. I got up and changed, put on a mini blue dress; untied my hair and went to the kitchen getting a toast. -Outfit:http://media.victoriassecret.com/product/prodpri2/V313288_26B.jpg-

I got my way out sitting at my back garden, plugged in my earphones and blasted some jams whilst staring at the sky. It was clear blue, with some flawless white clouds budging in making it a picture perfect painting. I remembered that I haven’t replied to George yet, I picked my phone up.

“Heya greeko, I just woke up a while ago and read your text. Don’t be sorry for not informing me its alright, I had a pretty ‘good’ night! I was too tired so I went to bed not bothering to look for you :P Anywhores, how’s texas bitch?! I hope everything will be alright with you.. And sorry for not answering your texts and you finishing your credit on me. Oh wow, George finishing his credits over me?! Whoa whoa, what’s going on? lol. Love you loads boy, talk soon. xx”

I didn’t want to put more pressure on him, I just wanted him to focus on his life and all. I had to figure out my life on my own. Time passed by as I was sitting there still, not bothered to get up nor do anything. As if there’s anything to do. Suddenly, a pair of hands covered my eyes. I thought I was getting kidnapped but I wasn’t thankfully, it was Zayn.

“Hey there beautiful face.”

I blushed, hitting him playfully on his shoulder as he sat next to me.

“Hey, what are you doing here?”

“Non much, just came to see how you and George are doing. Missed you both.”

I smiled, Zayn’s eyes were actually glistening it was insane. And his hair, oh his hair. Its just the sex.

“Aw, we missed you too. Unfortunately, George is out of town. He flew back to his foster parents in Texas.”

His face turned confused.

“When? He never texted me. Is everything alright? Are you here alone?”

Aw, I thought. In just a couple of days their friendship bonded, I quite liked that actually.

“Just today, and well he never told me either. He texted me later on, and Im sure he’ll text you or something. And yeah, I am..”

My face remarks were filled with sadness, I felt lonely again.

“Oh okay, I hope everything with him will turn just fine. And by the way, I can stay over if you want me too. You feel lonely I know, And its totally fine with me staying here for the night. If you ..?”

I smiled cutting his words off.

“Sure, thanks a lot Zayn. Your the only person left in my life right now.”

I hugged him tightly as one of his arms was wrapped on my neck and the other on my waist. It was intimate. Time passed as by, It was already 9 p.m. Zayn got up carrying me up as I laughed uncontrollably begging for him to let me down. He grinned whilst laying me down on my bed gazing right through my eyes causing goosebumps rushing down my entire body. He bit his lips, blinking his eyes with his incredibly long lashes fluttering in the same time provoking his brown eyes shimmering at me. Butterflies were agitating my stomach, it felt good. Suddenly Zayn kissed my forehead as he was moving backwards heading to the door.

I didn’t want him to leave, at all. I pulled him back in as our lips touched. He was intimately rough, I loved it. He slowly started pushing me backwards onto my bed, he climbed on top of me biting his lips. I couldn’t care less about anything else except for Zayn, He was something I needed for the moment. He stripped me down and the night began. It was fierce, intense and passionate. Zayn’s muscular body just fitted through making me suffer in pleasure; He was pretty sly.

I woke up the next morning, not finding Zayn on my side when I remembered last night. It was wild, and amazing. Yet my heart still didn’t belong to Zayn, I didn’t have those feelings for him. Not the ones I had for Harry.. Suddenly regret and guilt set in. But why? I didn’t have anyone left in my life except for Zayn, But I was the one pulling him back in. It was all complicated when my phone buzzed, It was a text from Zayn.

“Hey there shemxy, yesterday was just great. I woke up quite early today cause Louis texted me. Everything’s alright no worries, want me to come tonight? ;) We’ll have fun if you want I mean.. haha. Wanna meet up at starbucks? The boys miss you here! x”

I didn’t know what to reply, for some reason I didn’t wanna see Zayn.

And for a big reason, I didn’t wanna see Harry. I was lost in thoughts, I needed to get out of the house though..Plus I do miss Niall Liam and Lou. I was pretty scared those feeling’s for Niall would come back again. I messed everything up. I never stopped that kiss with Lou even though I knew I loved Harry; I ended everything with the one I love; had feelings for another guy; and had sex with Zayn. Oh God, I got sunk in thoughts of guilt and just thinking about Harry made me tear up. I missed him, a lot. I managed to text back.

“Heya, yeah it pretty much was! Thanks for that, but hey..Lets just keep it between us yeah? And its alright, I just woke up anyways. I’ll think about it, too much fun can be harmful you know.. And alright, Imma be there in a while. xx”

I threw my phone over my bed and went to change, I was clueless of what to dress. I searched through my closet, wanting something decent. I found my Abercrombie and Fitch set, I decided imma put that on. Denim shorts with a brown belt buckling it all up with a white buttoned shirt inside the shorts. A long sleeved black buttoned blouse on top with long black leggings from under along with a beige bag and converse. It was insane. -Outfit:http://chicisimo.com/files/2010/01/sirens-abercrombie-fitch-garage-david-buffalo-bitton-aldo-ardene-denim-shorts-belts-socks-tights-bags-ankle-boots-booties-black-gray-light-teal-personal-style-winter-casual-290x450.jpg- I untied my hair, and got out of the house walking over to starbucks. Thoughts assaulted me as I was walking over, I had guilt remarks on my face and half a frown. My heart told me Harry, but my brain never did. What would happen with him? Zayn? Niall? Oh God..

Chapter 8

I walked into Starbucks finding the 5 lads sitting on the same cornered table saving me a seat, with their cups of shakes in their hands sipping on it gently. I walked over hesitating and gasping but trying my best not to look like it, when Niall stood up giving me a warm hug.

“Yarah! Oh my, I missed you a lot!”

I smiled at Niall noticing his hair-do. It was adorable.

“Niall! I missed you more, and your hair.. babe its gorgeous!”

He had a wide smile filling his face, the boys were laughing and smiling as they saw us. I took my seat next to Zayn and Niall.

“Guys! Oh my God I missed y’all loads, how have you been?”

They smirked, My eyes were trying to avoid Harry’s presence.

“We missed you as well, and were very happy seeing you today.”

Liam spoke gently swallowing his shake, I smiled looking at Zayn who’s hand was surrounding me making me blush by the second. Until Harry’s words caught me.

“How have you been? Long time no talk..”

His eyes were filled with sorrow, his voice was in a crack. I couldn’t pretend that I haven’t noticed or heard and I couldn’t feel pity over him nor be too nice, I managed to answer him with stern yet gentle voice.

“I’ve been fine, Yeah I noticed.”

I half smiled at him, causing his eyes to twinkle and a teensy smile on his face appearing. I looked away. We sat there for a while sipping on our shakes and talking, some silence occurred causing a bit of awkwardness in the air yet one of them always had a way to break it. Zayn kept looking at me giving me hints of last night which drove goosebumps down my body. Niall retained smiling at me with his eyes glistening causing my heart beating quickly, Harry’s broken soul shattered me yet, I remembered what he put me through and it made me stronger. And well Liam and Louis were texting and laughing at each other, which I found abnormal for a minute. Until Niall’s words broke the tranquility driving us attention towards him.

“Erm, so guys Im kinda bored. Yarah, come with me for a walk. Shall we?”

I couldn’t help but to laugh at the fact that he was standing with his arms reaching out for mine with a grin on his face. Confident much Irish boy? I stood up exhaling, giggled at Niall while grabbing his hand and we were out. Memories with Harry haunted me as we walked on the same ground I strolled with Harry. I nudged Niall.

“Niall..Where are you taking me?”

He looked at me smiling, I started blinking quickly acting all angelic.

“Erm, for the second I got no idea. Lets just grab a corn dog, sit by the benches and talk how about that?”

“Sounds great!”

I flashed him a smile as we grabbed our corn dogs, Niall asked for extra ketchup and mustard on his corn dog. I looked at him with disgust as we were sitting down.

“What?! Its yummy believe me, really.”

He licked his fingers as a mixture of ketchup and mustard dripped down to his pants.

“Really yummy.”

I sarcastically looked at him as he innocently smiled while licking his finger.

“Niall! Ew!”

He laughed at me, as I shook my head. We spent the day eating and talking, we dared each other crazy stuff as well. Niall dared me to go poke a guy and pretend to actually sneeze at his face or else..He’d spit on my hands which I found superbly disgusting and sickening. I dared him to go slap a lady’s ass which he was incredibly shocked at, yet he was cracked up laughing with tears filling his eyes. It was an amazing memorable day I’ve ever experienced with such a..Loon.

We walked our way back to the lads dwelling as it was already 8 p.m, When Niall poked me speaking.

“So erm, Are you still in love with Harry..?”

Awkward silence took place, I couldn’t handle it.

“No, No I’m not Niall.”

I smiled at him pressing my teeth against each other, my voice was stern with a crack along the way. Niall looked at me smiling, as he held my hand. We were right in front of their house, just standing there holding hands and gazing into each other’s eyes as Niall came closer by the second. I, I just couldn’t. I knew I wasn’t destined to be with him although he’s probably every girl’s dream out there..I mean he is a sweetheart, and probably the captain of them sweethearts around the world! But its just that I loved him as my brother, or my best friend I would reckon..Yet I needed him. I needed him to get Harry jealous just like he did with me before. I kissed Niall on his cheek getting a foolish smile on his face that made him look plainly adorable. We got in finding the boys laying down on the couches in different positions texting and talking.

“Knock knock, whats up?”

Niall flew over Liam’s back landing on top of him as Liam shouted helplessly, I giggled in my place. Harry came out of the kitchen holding two soda’s as he was handing me one, He looked at me in despair hoping for a hug. To be truthful I wasn’t that thirsty, No its not Harry its that I just ate and drank a few with Niall. I felt bad though so I grabbed it out of his hand making sure our hands didn’t touch, He bit his lip in melancholy and hope. I looked away walking over to Zayn, sitting beside him with a smile filling my face. He bit his lips and grinned, I giggled. Harry walked over and took a seat right next to Zayn, leaning forwards so he could fully see me. My phone suddenly rung, with my tune: Hot mess circulating the room drawing attention to me. It was George.

“George! Oh my Gosh! Georgy I miss you so much greeko! How are you? Whats up? Any news? Girlfriend? Life? Parents? Celeberities? Talk Boy talk!!”

I attacked him, the boys were laughing at me.

“Hey there bitch! I miss you much more, Im alright you? Well, non much going on how about you? How are the boys? No news, no girlfriend. Life’s kinda fucked up but eh, who cares. Parents are shitty, Im currently at my friend’s place. They got home really drunk one night they were just..Oh my anyways. No celebs well except for that guy from Harry Potter. I don’t know his name I just know that he came from his mom’s vagina so bleh. Yeah.”

I had an idiotic smile all over my face, I let out a giggle.

“Haha, seriously? Oh George, so whats wrong with your parents? Its fine if you don’t wanna talk about it, I understand. Ermm, the boys are doing fine. They’re right here actually, So Georgy when you coming back babe? I missed you whore face.”

“Oh okay, tell them I say Hi. Yeah about that, I might be coming by the end of this month? I don’t know yet shit face, alright. Credit’s about to finish and I don’t want it to finish. By the way you owe me that credit lost butt sickle, I hate you. Take care cunt, love you.”

I couldn’t help but smile, as a tear gushed down my face. I missed my bestfriend around me.

“Alright, great. Haha I owe you nothing tranny, Love you too and take care as well. Bye.”

I hung up on George smiling, Zayn pulled me for a hug as my face was pressed against on his chest. I remembered George..Time passed as it was pretty late by then, the clock ticked to 12 a.m. I needed to go home.

“Are you like stupid? Its late, your sleeping here.”

Niall’s words attacked me, It was…Cute.

“But where am I supposed to sleep?”

He looked at me, smiling.

“I’ll get myself a bunk bed down here, or in Liam’s room. You go ahead sleep in my bed. Wish you sweet dreams, good night.”

I was astonished from how sweet that boy can be, He walked me over to his room making sure I was okay. Gave me one of his trainers and went out leaving me alone. I sat on his bed, it was quite comfy I wont lie. I started giggling as my door knocked, suddenly Harry walked into the room. I stood in shock and -what the heck do you think your doing- look.

“Yarah listen I’m so sorry, please lets just talk I beg you.”

I looked at him, startled. He was all broken and sad, I stared in pity.

“No, get out. Now.

“Yarah please, please. Just hear me.”

He held my hand, I just wanted to kiss him. Yet I didn’t know what to do, I was just…I kissed him. Our lips were locked together, that feeling was the only feeling I ever loved. That kinda feeling that makes your heart skip a million beats in one second. That feeling where goosebumps rush down your body making every inch of it tingle. That feeling, irreplaceable. I let go slowly, as he looked at me with a smile and sparkling eyes.

“Thank you, I..I..”

I cut him off.

“I’ll hear what you have to say, Come here at 6 a.m but for now. Get out, just get out of my sight.”

His big cheeky smile came back again as he fist pumped the air with a YES. I wont lie, he looked adorable. He got out of the room as I laid down on Niall’s bed thinking of him, of Zayn and that night. What would I say if Harry asked? Then, by that time..

I knew that my heart just belonged to Harry, and nobody else. He’s the one,.. its 4.am right now as Im waiting patiently for Harry to come by at 6. I can just imagine him on the other side of this wall thinking about the same exact thing Im thinking of. What would happen and what will he say? I don’t care, all I knew is that I loved him too much..But I wasn’t supposed to show it. Help me God Im lost. What will happen?

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