Complicated Love

it's about One Direction and an unlikely complicated relationship.


6. Complicated Love- Chapter 6


Chapter 6- After Shock

When I walked inside I lightly closed the door, leaned against it, and smiled. My knees went weak under my weight and I just sat there like an idiot smiling at the ceiling. My dad walked in and the first thing that came out of his mouth was, “So how was the movie?” he said that before he saw me and when he did he said, “Oh I get it. This boy Harry kissed you didn’t he?” he had the biggest smirk on his face possible, and I had to laugh. I had to be honest with him though. He is my dad and we never fight. We just always get along. We always have. “Yes he did dad, yes he did.” I knew what he was going to say next before he actually said, “Well you know where the pizza knife is if you ever need it. I think you’re old enough to know when and if you will need it.”  Then he bid me goodnight and sweet dreams and headed off to bed. It wasn’t that late and I hadn’t gotten in trouble. Even when I thought I was I never did. If I wanted I could probably get away with murder after I was given a few sentences in lecture. I stayed up a little longer when it hit me. Harry didn’t have a car with him since he gave the keys to Liam. How was he going to get home without a car? So I called him. It rang a few times then he answered me with a warm “Hello beautiful, is everything all right?” so I asked him “If you gave Liam the car keys, how are you getting home?” He gave me an answer that answered my suspicions of the boys having plans made up. “Louis was waiting around the corner in his car for me since he drove Hanaa home and you two are next door. From the way it sounds the evening turned out well for both of us.” I could tell he said that with a smile and a wink at Louis. Then I said,”Oh my gosh I forgot about Hanaa! Can I call you back?” I really had forgotten to call her back. I wasn’t planning to but I might as well since I don’t have anything better to do and I want to know what happened between her and Louis in his car. “Sure, whenever you need me.” With that; we hung up. I called Hanaa back and it was already a little past 12 am. How did that happen? When I came in the house it was only 11! I told her I was going to go to sleep. We agreed to share every detail tomorrow when she came over. I was left alone in my room smiling to myself and thinking about Harry. He was perfect in my mind and I have known it since he first walked into class at school. He was late with Louis, Liam, Niall, and Zayn but now all I remember was him. His kiss, his eyes, his dimples, his low voice, his laugh, it was all fresh in my head when I laid down on my bed. I texted him, “Goodnight <3” and snuggled under the covers. I gently put my head down on the pillow, thinking about how I was going to tell Harry about my life. Things have happened I can’t tell anyone. I have to tell Harry though. I don’t have much of a choice if I have this strong of a feeling for him. I’ll have a good night’s sleep now that I know Harry. My mind was going all over the place but I was able to fall asleep relatively easily. I almost never do. What things could possibly happen with Harry? Now we’re dating and I don’t know how long I’ll be able to hide some things from him. They affect me every day and sooner or later he’ll start asking me about it. When he does I hope Hanaa is with me or around. I don’t want to have to talk about it by myself. Why can’t I just dream up a fake world for me to live in? It would be so much easier than living in real life sometimes. I wouldn’t have anything to worry about and my life would be perfect. If only I could actually talk to Harry about it. How will I tell him? I can’t just say, “Harry I’ve had a rough life. Let me tell you about it.” I’ll sound selfish if I do and I don’t want to mess anything up between us. I’ll find a way to tell Harry about my life. I know it.

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