Broken Crystals

When Crystal collapses in the middle of the road after another beating, headlights are the last thing she sees. She wakes up in a strange house, surrounded by five strange boys. She refuses to relax around them or be herself. But can the one Irish boy with the beautiful blue eyes show her what it means to be loved and fix her cracks?


23. Pillow

Susie's POV 

I can hear a 'thump, thump, thump' sound right beneath me. My pillow stirs slightly, letting out a groan. My eyes snap open.
My pillow was moving.
And rock hard. 
Oh. My. God. 
My pillow was a guy. 
Harry Styles guy. 
Oh my god. 
I slowly lift myself off his chest, being careful not to disturb him. I stand up and run a hand through my crinkled hair; stretching and yawning too. I had slept on Harry Style's chest. Surrounded by One Direction. 
Breathe, Susie, breath. 
I look across the room to the small kitchenette and spot Crystal and Niall together. I creep over and I'm about to go back to my apartment when she stops me.
"You don't have to leave," Crystal says with a smile.
"Oh, but I've already spent the night here and you've only just moved in..." I stutter, feeling embarrassed.
"No, no! It's fine, honestly." She says, leading me to the kitchenette. I take a seat on one of the barstools and Niall hands me a cup of tea with a smile. I look across at Crystal as she pulls a packet of cereal from one of the cupboards. Even under all of her clothes it was obvious how thin she was. I could also see the faint scratch and cut marks that traced her hands and neck; the only areas of skin visible. I had seen all of the headlines about her and Niall; about how he had supposedly beaten her. I didn't believe it though. After seeing how careful he was around her... How aware of what she was doing at every moment... He couldn't have possibly harmed her. It looked more like he was trying his best to mend her. I finish my cup of tea and then excuse myself; saying I'm going to shower and get changed. Niall had suggested that we all get a train to somewhere that he used to visit whenever he came to London when he was younger. He said it was a large wildlife park that was never busy but there was so much to do there. I agreed; saying I'd be an hour. 

Harry's POV 

I stand up from the floor; stretching the kinks from my back. I open my tired eyes and look around the room. Everyone was awake; apart from Susie. I frown and look around again, releasing she wasn't here. Niall spots me frowning and points towards the door with a smile.
"She went downstairs to get changed," he chuckles. Crystal smiles at me knowingly. I wish they wouldn't jump to conclusions. I mean, yeah, of course I liked her... She was stunning. Inside and out. But I couldn't just expect her to fall into my arms just because I liked her. She might not even like me as a friend for all I knew... 
"We're gunna head over to Shirn Park," Niall says, coming over to the living room and helping Crystal pick up duvets and pillows. 
"Where?" Crystal asks, switching on the kettle in the kitchenette. 
"It's like this huge wildlife park. Takes about twenty minutes on the train and you can walk to it from the station." Niall tells us, hidden beneath a pile of duvets as he picks them up. 
"Cool," Zayn says, flopping onto the sofa. Eleanor comes put of the bathroom, dressed and ready for the day.
"Where's Lou?" Liam asks, sitting down beside Zayn.
"He went to the shop to get food," Eleanor says as her phone begins to ring. She pulls it from her pocket and answers, putting it on speaker.
"Hey, um..." Louis voice fills the living room.
"One of the bags split on the way up here and I need help carrying them all." Louis says and Eleanor refrains from laughing. 
"I'll be two secs," I call out before opening the apartment door. 

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