Fucked up (1D)

The 17 year old Mary Jane Moore, lives a normal life - until on her 17th birthday, where her loving parents tragically dies in a car accident. The young man behind the opposing car survives - but he is no ordinary boy. What will happen when Mary Jane is forced to meet the "killer" of her parents? And what will happen to her after her parents death?


26. So sweet, your teeth will decay

"I love you." I said again, before he stood up, and pulled me with him. He took my hands, and put them around his neck, and held on to my waist. Then he lifted me up, and spun me around, like in all of those soppy-romantic movies. He put me down again, and pulled me into a hug. My head were on his shoulder, and I could feel his heart beating next to mine. He pulled me into arms-length, and looked me in the eyes.

"I love you, more than anyone or anything I've ever loved before, and I am so sorry this has happened to you," his voice broke, as he looked down, and then back up, looking me in the eyes.

"... And I am so sorry, I've caused you this much pain... I promise, I will never, ever, ever do that again. I swear." He quickly wiped away a tear from the crook of his eye, and sniffled. Then he pulled my head close to his again, and kissed me, very briefly on the mouth.

"I promise..." he whispered, as he pressed his lips again mine, with such caution I grabbed him by the hair, and forced him over to the couch, developing the kiss as we went. The butterflies in my stomach came back to life, lifting up my body, making me feel weightless, making me feel like I was on a sugar-coated island. The happiness flushed through me, as he pulled me closer to him, our contact never breaking. I smiled, and I felt his lips smile back. Three knocks on the door sounded, and a small voice said something that I didn't pick up.

"Stop... stop." Harry whispered, pulling away, trying to catch his breath.

"Pardon?" Harry asked towards the door, slowly kissing down my neck.

"It's Louis... just here to remind you that this is my dressing-room." he said. I heard Niall's laugh in the background.

"Yeah guys, no funny business in there!" he said, and I could hear a bag of crisps rattle, as Niall unmistakingly were chewing the crunchy snacks. The boys broke into laughter. Harry smiled at me, and started sucking on my sweet-spot, teasing me.

"Oh, and Harry, we're going home soon, so just prepare yourself... go get your make-up removed and stuff like that." Zayn said.

"Okay guys, thank you..." Harry said, as he turned us around, and kissed me once again. I smiled at him, as I pulled him close to me once again.

"Oh, and Love-Kevin's?" Louis asked. The boys chuckled.

"Louis, you do realize she doesn't understand that reference... she's not a fan, remember?" Liam said. I smiled to myself. Now I was. Definetly.

"I kind of want my dressing-room back... I need to change!" Harry pulled away, and pulled me with him in one movement, as he took my hand and went to the door.

"I think the thing with the "funny-buisness" is too late Lou..." Niall said, smiling smugly, referring to both Harry and my hair. Harry lashed out at him, but Niall ducked at just the right time, making Harry miss. They laughed, as Harry went in for a hug, first with Niall, then Zayn, then Liam, saying goodbye.

"Louis, are you coming?" Liam asked, as the three boys were leaving the room. Louis shook his head.

"I'll be right there." He said, smiling at me and Harry. Liam and the other boys left the room, and Niall were talking very loudly about a girl he'd seen from the stage in the crowd.

"So, I know it's none of my business, but are you cool?" he asked, referring to everything that'd just happened. Harry nodded, and looked down at our intertwined hands. Louis understood a hint.

"I'm on your cell if you need me, Harry!" he said, and went in for a hug. For the first time of the four boys, his hand left mine, as he embraced Louis.

"Thank you..." Harry whispered into Louis ear tearfully. Lou pulled away, looking into Harrys eyes.

"No problem. I love you man." He said, hugging Harry again. After a while, they let go, and Lou turned to me.

"I'll see much more of you around, won't I?" he said, pretending to be irritated.

"I guess so." I said, smiling at him, and pulling him into a hug. He kissed my forehead, as he pulled away. I laughed through the tears of joy, appearing on my already red cheeks.

"Hey!" Harry said, his voice mildly annoyed, but in a good way. He smiled. Lou laughed, as he punched Harry on the shoulder. Then he left the room. Harry took my hand again, and turned me to face him.

"I can't stop saying it. I can't stop thinking it. I can't stop feeling it. I love you."


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