Another World (1D)

This fanfiction is about a girl who grows up with Harry Styles and the other boys of one direction. They aren't a band yet and they're just normal people...for now.


8. What!?!


I looked at Harry for a second with a tear that rolled down my face. He looked like he was about to cry, too. Kaitlyn took his hand and dragged him to a table. We never stopped making eye contact. Zayn grabbed my hand. The tear was already gone and I flashed a grin at him. We walked back and surprisingly it was pretty late. I was really tired because I stayed up late and woke up early. Caroline left and me and Niall and Zayn were sitting on the couch, talking.

“So, Niall, how was Caroline?” I asked. “She was…well if you want me to be completely honest then let me tell you. She ate like a PIG! And I thought I ate a lot! She would awkwardly hold my hand and her hand is bigger than mine so it was weird. She tried to kiss me when she left but I pretended I didn’t see her attempt and I walked away.” Me and Zayn started cracking up. Zayn held me in his arms like I was a teddy bear and he didn’t want to let me go.

“You know, you guys are so lucky. You found the perfect match. You are in love with each other and everything you do makes each other smile. Where as, here I am, being awkward trying to find a girlfriend! But of course I can’t find one.” I laughed. “Aw Niall you’ll find someone soon.” I said, kissing Zayn on the cheek. “Ugh, you’re so annoying.” He said, jokingly. “I’m sorry.” I said. “You’ll find someone that loves you and appreciates you for the amazing person you really are.” I said.

“God, I’m so tired. Can we watch a movie or something?” I asked. “Yeah sure, and we have tons of leftover food from when the guys came over.” Niall said. “Alright, babe, I’ll go and make some popcorn and get soda or something.” Okay I said kissing him. He got up and suddenly I was cold and didn’t feel like wearing jeans anymore. “I’m gonna change into something comfortable.” I said, walking upstairs. I threw on a pink tank top (I still kept the bra on) and really long and fuzzy sweats.

I came down and Zayn was sitting on the couch. I jumped in his lap and he kissed me. “GUYS!” Niall screamed. “Sorry” I mumbled, smiling. I had a can of Dr. Pepper and a box of m&ms. We were still watching the scary movie but we started it over. I buried my head into Zayn’s chest at the scary parts and he held me really close. Our fingers were intertwined and I was sitting in his lap. Every scary scene he would cover my eyes and I would kiss his neck, gently.

I slowly drifted to sleep. When I woke up, Zayn and Niall were still watching the movie. Zayn moved to the other couch but put a pillow under my head and a blanket on top of me. The doorbell rang, and I pretended to be asleep because I wanted to hear the conversation.

Zayn got up to get the door. Niall turned the movie off and went upstairs to sleep. Zayn opened the door and then shut it. The doorbell rang two more times and then finally, Zayn opened the door and let the visitor in. They sat on the couch next to mine. “She asleep?” A familiar voice asked. “Yeah, I think so.” I squinted my eyes a little bit. To my surprise, Harry was sitting on the couch.

“So, bro, can you please talk to me? It wasn’t what it looked like.” Harry asked, with a pleading voice. “Fine. But make it quick, if she wakes up I don’t want her to be sad.” He said. I tried to stop myself from smiling. “Okay well… here’s the thing. So… I actually did have baseball practice. And then Madison and Emma were there watching me so I thought, okay… After practice, they came up to me and said, “Let’s play a game of truth or dare!” So I said, “Can’t, sorry.” Then Madison took my hand and led me to the bench.”

“Okay. Keep going.” Zayn said with a stern and angry voice. “She just…attacked me. She started kissing me. And then Emma took that picture. I didn’t know she did, though. Then, when you texted me I was like…’what?’ and then she came into the restaurant and I figured it out. I ran out of the restaurant and called her name but you were hugging her and she was crying and I didn’t want to interrupt.” He said. “Well, why were you in the diner with Madison and Emma anyway?” Zayn asked with noticeable irritation in his voice.

“Because I was in there with Louis and they came over and sat down with us. I was about to leave and then she walked in and my heart broke.” “Okay, well why did you walk in the pizza place today with that thing Kaitlyn?” he asked, his voice slightly softening. “I saw her walking around town with you and she kissed you and I thought, ‘Great, I screwed up, big time.’ At that time, Kaitlyn passed me, and then she turned around and kissed me on the cheek. She asked me out and I was so sad at this point that I just said yes. That same day she kissed me because she saw you and her.”

A tear rolled down his cheek and his voice cracked. “Zayn, I love her so much I never stopped you have to believe me. No one believes me anymore and I can’t take it. I love her so much Zayn you have to believe me. Please just believe me!” He practically shouted, a tear rolling down his face. “I believe you.” Zayn said, a tear sliding down his cheek. They hugged and it was a beautiful thing to watch. “You know, man, you can have her I mean I can tell she still loves you the way she looks at you, the way her eyes tear up whenever she talks to or about you and I love her too, but you deserve her, bro.” he said, smiling.

“I came to talk to her. Do you think that will happen tonight?” he asked, looking at the floor. “I don’t know man, stick around for a little bit and we’ll see. If not come over in the morning.” Five minutes later, I opened my eyes and said, “Babe? Where are you?” Zayn came over and smiled. “There’s someone here for you.” “If we’re gonna be completely honest, I know. I wasn’t asleep and I heard that whole conversation.”

Harry stepped towards me. My eyes teared up and so did his. A single drop of happiness and sorrow escaped and I quickly wiped it away. Another one fell and I just decided to let them fall. He was crying too, and something about the moment seemed bittersweet. We were just standing five feet apart, crying because we loved each other so much and we were so hurt in the last 48 hours. There was an awkward silence between us and somehow it needed to be broken. Zayn walked out of the room but the eye contact between us was never broken.

I knew I needed to do something. This was the boy that I was in love with and was in love with me. We were happy and neither of us did anything to ruin the relationship, it was others. There, standing five feet in front of me, was the boy that I was wishing to see for the past two days, and here he was, and nothing was happening. Before I could control myself I ran up to him and he picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist like I did with Zayn. Except this time it felt different. Much different. This kind of love wasn’t “I love you” it was “I love you doesn’t even begin to describe what I feel for you.”

I didn’t kiss him. I just cried and cried into his chest. It felt so right. He cried too, and he held me like he never held me before. I could tell he was never gonna let go. I cried for so long. Then I finally stopped and I looked into his beautiful emerald eyes. Even though they were red and puffy, they were beautiful, a lock of brown curls softly covering his forehead. They showed someone who I really cared about. I couldn’t help but smile, and then before I knew it my lips crashed into his. I couldn’t be happier and I smiled into the kiss. He did too. It felt so amazing and so right.

For fifteen minutes, he just stood there with me, kissing me. I felt so good, so secure and safe, like nothing could happen to me. After half an hour, he sat down on the couch. We stopped kissing and I just leaned on his chest and held him and he held me. This was the way it was supposed to be and I knew that from the minute I saw him. “Jane you have no idea how much I love you and I’m so sorry for all that happened and I know it hurt but baby you don’t know how horrible I’ve felt without you and I don’t want it to be that way anymore.” A tear ran down my puffy face and he wiped it away saying, “Jane, its okay. We don’t have to cry anymore. We have each other.” “Harry…I love you so much. The only time I ever told you that were through texts. I don’t want you to think I don’t because I do. I love you more than anything and please never forget that.”

Eventually both of us fell asleep and I was exhausted. Finally things were okay. Finally I was with the one boy I truly never stopped loving.



















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