When I'm yours

When Peyton and her best friend Greyson move from California to Holmes Chapel Chesire they discover their next door neighbors are Harry styles and Niall Horan from a popular uk boy band named One Direction. Soon Harry and Niall are deeply in love with her. Peyton also falls for both of the boys. Eventually Niall and Peyton enter a relationship. Their relationship is full of obstacles that lead to good and bad things. Peyton is caught with Harry multiple times. Peyton causes Harry and Niall to even fight fist to fist. Will she tear them apart? Or will things work out?


24. I scream, but not for ice cream.

"Peyton you need to come out!" Greyson yelled as she pounded on the door. "No I don't." I said in a low but loud enough voice. "You've been in there for days. Please. Just come out. You need to eat." she said. "No I don't. I should die of starvation. I dont deserve to live. I have nothing to live for anymore. I've screwed up everything." I had fallen into depression. I hated everything about me. I screwed everything up. Me. Niall. Harry. Greyson. It was my fault for her accident. Of I wasn't so drunk and would've paid attention to her that wouldn't have happened. "Peyton get your ass put here!" Greyson yelled. She pounded on the door for several minutes. "Go the fuck away! Leave me alone I should die! Fuck my life!" I yelled. The pounding stopped. "Either you come out or I come in." it wasn't Greyson anymore. It was Harry. "I don't care. I'm never getting out. Just let me die." I said. "Stop talking that bullshit." Harry said. "You better have your clothes on because I'm coming in." he said. A few minutes later I heard the door knob moving. He was unscrewing the doorknob. Pretty soon it fell off and he opened the door. Seeing his beautiful face it hit me. I started crying. He kissed me and picked me up. He took me into his room upstairs across the hall from Niall's room. I had never been in here before. "Don't cry." he said as he rubbed my back. I couldn't stop. The tears just kept going. I looked up and kissed him. "Thanks Harry but. I'm sorry I screwed up everything." I looked at his black eye. "I'm sorry." I said as I cried. "Hey now, stop that. It wasn't your fault it was mine. He stroked my hair and moved it out of my face. "I know you're hungry. What do you want to eat?" he asked. "No I'm not hungry. It's okay Harry." I said. "No. I know you're hungry. What do you want?" he asked again. I didn't answer him. "Fine. Weather you like it or not I'm taking you for some ice cream." he smiled. Then he left the room. He was gone for a good 20 minutes. He came in the room. "Here." he threw some clothes at me. "Get dressed." he said. I didn't wanna move. I just wanted to sit and do nothing. I didn't deserve any of this. "Okay I guess we have to do it my way." Harry smiled. He walked over to me and pulled my shirt off. "What the hell Harry?" I said. He grabbed the clean shirt and put it per my head. He gently pulled my arms into the sleeves. Then he pulled off my pants. I held onto his shoulders as he pulled my pants off. Then he put pants on my legs and went behind me and pulled them up. When I saw what I was wearing I realized. I was dressed like Louis. I had a blue and white shirt on with red skinny jeans on. He came over to me and brushed my straight golden hair. After he was finished he put my black toms on me and picked me up. "Alrighty. Let's go." Harry smiled.

The ice cream shop was a old school theme. Harry held my hand. "What do you like to eat?" he asked. "Nothing Hazza. It's fine." I said. He looked into my eyes for a good minute. "Okay strawberry it is." he smiled. "How'd you know?" I asked. "I can read minds." he smiled. "Why don't you go get us a table to sit at while I pay?" he smiled. I walked over to a table next to the window. I sat down and waited. A couple of girls walked over to me. "Ohmygawd. You're Peyton right?!" they asked. "Yeah." I said showing no emotion. "Could we get a picture with you?" they asked. "Sorry I'm not really in a good mood today." I said. Then they walked away. "What was that?" Harry asked handing me a ice cream cone with strawberry icecream scooped up in it. "Some girls asking for pictures." I said. I licked the cold ice cream. It was better than I expected. I looked at Harry who was smiling. "You've got some ice cream on your lips." he smiled. He leaned over the table and kissed me. Then he licked his lips. "Got it." he smiled. I could feel my cheeks turn red as I blushed. "OHMYGOD IT'S HARRY STYLES!" we turned to where the noise came from. Soon there were a bunch of girls running our way. I began to panic. I always hated people being extremely close to me or being in small spaces. I was claustrophobic. Harry saw the terror in my eyes. He grabbed my hand and we walked slowly. Trying to avoid cameras. "Harry is that the girl who cheated on Niall?" "Who is she!" "She has no right to do that!" "What a slut!" I heard them yell. Harry held me close protecting me as we walked. We ran into his car parked on the street nearby. "Sorry that didn't go as I planned." he said wiping the tears off my face. "Don't listen to what they say." he said and he kissed me on my forehead. We drove slowly trying to avoid the fans. When we got to Harry's house Niall was in the living room with Greyson. "Hey guys." she said. As soon as Niall saw us he got up and worked his way to the stairs. I walked over to him. "Niall please I-" "It's okay. I know. You don't need to apologize. I won't be in your way anymore. You and Harry can enjoy yourselves." he smiled before he walked away, trying to hide the hurt inside. I couldn't hide my hurt. I stood there and silently cried. Harry put his arm around my shoulders. We walked into the living room and sat on the couch. I laid my head on Harry's chest and cried. He rubbed my back the way Niall would. He kissed my head. The way Niall would. I cried harder and harder, until eventually, I fell asleep.
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