Love Me Or Not? - A One Direction Fan Fiction♥

Hello Lovely People :)

This is a One Direction Fan Fiction about a girl named Alex. It is my first Fan Fiction and I hope it will be good! Please, Please, leave comments and please give your honest oppinion! :) The first couple of chapters may be a bit boring but, trust me, it gets a lot better!


~Anonymous♥
Sometimes things are better left a mystery(:

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11. Jealousy--- Alex & Harry

                                     

 

                                           Alex's Point Of View

     I sat on Harry's couch, waiting until the nurse came. For some reason she didnt want to be picked up. Harry had explained to me a few minutes ago. I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was four. The nurse was coming at seven. Why did Harry want to get ready so early? Whatever. Guys are weird.

     "So, while we are waiting, do you want to watch a movie?" Harry asked. "We can invite the boys as well!" He said, smiling. Damn. His dimples. I loved them.

     "Sure. You call them." I said, since I didnt have their numbers.

     "Ok." Harry got out his phone and texted the boys. They all replied that they were coming. I remembered my hair was a mess.

     "Harry do you have a brush I could borrow?" I asked him.

     "Yeah, in the bathroom." He said, he took my hand and led me down the hall to his bathroom.

     "Thanks!" I said and walked in. I grabbed the brush off of the shelf it was sitting on and began to run it through my hair. I was right, my hair had been all over the place. Luckily, my hair was pretty easy to take care of.  It was smooth with a natural wave to it. I walked back out to the living room where I found the boys had arrived.

     "Hey guys!" I said, smiling.

     "Alex!" They all ran over and hugged me. They all smiled at each other and picked me up. Not expecting it, I gasped.

     "What the hell?!" I yelled, laughing. They put me on the couch and I sat between Niall and Harry. Awkward..

     "We are watching Paranormal Activity!" Louis announced.

     "Aw! I hate scary movies!" I pouted and the boys laughed. We were watching the movie and I got scared so I crawled onto Niall's lap. The room was dark due to us closing all the curtains.

     "Niall. Im scared." I whispered, as he wrapped his arms around my waist and I cuddled into him. I felt really safe with him.

     "Its ok. If anything comes through the TV, I'll protect you." He whispered into my ear. I smiled. 

                                Harry's Point Of View

     About half way through the movie, Alex crawled onto Niall's lap. I felt jealousy rise up inside of me. I only hoped that it would stay inside. I wish I could hold Alex and tell her that I would protect her, no matter what. I heard them whisper briefly and then she tucked her head into his chest.

                                      Alex's Point Of View

        I lifted my head from Niall's chest.

     "How can you watch this?" I whispered to him.

     "Because Im not scared." He whispered back with a cute smile.

     "You guys are brave." I sighed. I stared at his eyes. They were so blue and happy. He noticed me staring at him and looked down, our faces only cenemeters apart.

     "What?" He whispered. I smiled.

     "Your eyes are gorgeous." I whispered back, without thinking.

     "Thanks, but theyre not as nice as yours. You have a nice mix of colors." He said quietly with another smile.

     "But your eyes are so blue. And they always look happy." I said, softly.

     "Well theyre happy when Im happy." He explained, whispering.

     "Why are you happy?" I asked.

     "Because Im holding an amazing girl." He said. I could barely hear him.

     "Me?" I asked, confused. "Im not amazing." I said our faces crept towards each other slowly.

     "You're the most amazing girl I've ever met." He whispered. Our lips reached each other and we kissed. Wow. Thats the only way I can describe it. Maybe Harry was only the least of my problems.. What if I fell for Niall too? We parted and I felt my cheeks burn. I just kissed Niall. What is wrong with me!? Why cant I just like one guy?! I dont want to like any, but one is enough. Damn it.

     "I'll be back..." I said awkwardly. I stood up and ran into Harry's bathroom. I needed to think straight and be alone for a bit. I locked the door and sat on the edge of the bathtub. I put my head in my hands and cried, silently letting the tears roll down my cheeks. I was so confused. I liked Harry, but I liked Niall. Isnt liking one guy enough?! My life is stressful enough already. I dont want to like anybody. I dont want to kiss anybody. I dont want to date anybody. Why, then, must I fall for two guys? Both are famous, single, attractive, sweet, strong and funny. Yet, they were so different. I scolded myself over and over. Repeating my dad's words. "You do not deserve to live. You are a horrible person. You should die. Nobody will ever love you. Everybody wants you to die and go to hell." I cried a bit harder, thinking of his last words to me.

     I ran my fingers through my hair and I felt like cutting. Again. I had stopped cutting two years ago. I pulled up my sleeve and looked at the scars, barely visible. They reminded me that my past was much worse and two guys werent worth crying over or cutting! I was strong! I grew up in an alcoholic, drugie, family! I could make it for a few months in London! I reassured myself. I silently gave myself a pep-talk. I took a deep breath and calmed down.

     I picked up the brush and started to brush my hair, singing softly. I sang 'Mean' by Taylor Swift.

     "Some day I'll be big enough so you wont hit me and all you're ever gonna be is mean..." I sang quietly. That was what I sang when my father hurt me. "Someday I'll be living in a big old city..." I was living in one right now. "All you're ever gonna be is mean.. Why you gotta be so mean?" I quietly sang, brushing my hair. I smiled to myself. I can do this.

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