Pinky Promises

"Well tell me something. Tell me a lie." I asked him. He thought to himself for a moment and then smiled. "I hate you." He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my forehead. I turned to face him. "Now tell me something true." I whispered. "I love you. I could never hurt you and I never will." He finally spoke. I giggled to myself. "Promise?" I stuck my pinky up at him. He intertwined his pinky with mine and leaned in next to my ear. "Promise."


56. I Love You

Kaylie's POV: I drove down to the one place closest to anything that I could call home: Derek's apartment. My hand rose from my side to the wood as my knuckles hit the door. I waited patiently until the door opened, but there was a frown on his face when he realized it was me.

"Are you okay?" he asked me, knowing that there was something wrong. I let myself in quickly and looked around the room. The living room and dining area wasn't much,  but it wasn't too much, either. There was a lamp next to the couch that light the room, along with a candle on the counter of the kitchen. I faced Derek, who was still standing in the doorway next to the front entrance.

"Can I stay the night?" I asked him, slowly facing my head towards the ground. He moved towards to me, holding onto my elbows.

"Did you and Harry get into another fight?" he asked, very curious."


"Then what is it?" I hesitated to answer. How was I suppose to explain this? I sat him down nicely and held his hands.

"I can't stop feeling as if I'm a bad person." I started, but didn't finish. Derek shook his head in disagreement, but I cleared my throat before he could reply. "Every time I looked at Harry before, I feel the happiest I could be, but lately all I could see is the pain I've caused him. I just want it to stop." I poured out. That is how I truly felt and I don't understand why. I shouldn't feel like this and I definitely shouldn't feel sad about it. I mean, yeah I was at first, but he put it in the past and doesn't think about it. I shouldn't think either. Derek rubbed his hand on my back, carefully flattening the crinkles in the clothing.

"Kaylie, you're not a bad person. You're nothing close to a bad person." he started. "Maybe you should vent to someone." he told me. I nodded, looking at my fingers.

"I don't know. I guess ever since I stopped being so close to Zayn, I've been a bit unable to really talk to anyone." I told him. He just looked at me with worried eyes.

"Why not talk to Harry or any of the boys? Or even me?"

"I feel like Harry won't tell me what is wrong with him."

"What do you mean?"

"For example, if it still really bothers him, he's not going to tell me." Derek nodded in an understood manner.

"You need to talk to him, though." Derek was right, I did. It was just really complicated, though. I mean, how would I even start a conversation?

"Yeah I know."

"Well if you need someone to talk to, there is always Harry, the four other boys, Olivia, me, mom, dad, anyone. We're all here for you." he smiled, embracing me into a hug. I smiled, hugging him back.

"Thanks Rick, I knew I could count on you for some advice." Derek stood up and grabbed a few blankets and pillows that were folded in a basket of clean laundry along with a few of his clothes.

"You can probably sleep on the futon. I've been sleeping on it lately because the bed isn't comfy but I wouldn't mind one night for my amazing sister." he smirked, placing the items on the floor next to the coffee table.

"Thanks, Derek. For everything."



The next morning I got a text from Liam. Oh great... I bit my lip, but I didn't open the message. I was too afraid. He knew where I went. He knew I left. I knew he wanted me to come back. I didn't know if I could just yet. I didn't know if I could face Harry after leaving him like that. I should of stayed and just told him what was on my mind. Now I'm just very afraid that he thinks I'm angry at him or even if he's angry at me. I shook the thoughts away and clicked select on my phone.

"I don't think this hide and seek thing is any fun. Maybe you should just tell him where you are." he sent. I bit my lip once more as I began to write my message.

"Look, I can't have Harry deal with someone like me. I just can't. I'm in the way of his life and him being a father will only bring him down." I sent. Not to long after, Liam texted back.

"Kaylie, because of you, he's been the happiest. Ever since he met you at that concert, he's been way more happier. I've never seen Harry this devoted to someone or this excited to go home after a concert or an interview. You're not bringing him down, your raising him up." is what he sent me. I didn't text back. I just sat there and to think to myself. Ellen then came in and smiled at me.

"Good morning, sweetie. What are you doing here?" she greeted. I smiled back.

"I came to visit." I told her, even though that wasn't entirely true.

"There must be something wrong with the elevator, because it almost got stuck earlier." she told me. I shrugged.


"Are you okay? You seem a bit uneasy today." I shrugged.

"Just some stuff on my mind, but it really isn't anything bad." I answered, watching as Derek walked out of his room and into the living room.

"Hey babe." he greeted Ellen with a kiss. I just stood up and excused myself into the bathroom. I leaned on the door and slid myself down onto the floor to squeeze my legs between my body and my arms. I was getting a bit worried. My thoughts were getting a bit worse and I didn't know how to get out of them. I felt a tear or two escape eyes. I didn't know what to do. I don't... know what to do.  That's when my phone began to buzz. It was Liam again. Oh god, I hope no one is around. I answered, but couldn't say anything.

"Kaylie, games over. You need to call Harry. He's freaking out." he whispered.

"I know, I'm scaring myself." I felt myself say in between the shatter cracks in my voice.

"Maybe you're bottling this up instead of talking to someone." he told me.

"I've never been like this before." At that moment, he hung up. It seemed as if we lost connection or Harry might have walked into the room. I waited for him to call back or even text me, but it was no use. I quickly grabbed a tissue and tapped my face to look normal and then walked back out. Ellen smiled at me from looking at Derek, who seemed to quickly become silent.

"Hi sweetie, would you like to come with me to the mall?" she asked with an innocent smile. I shrugged, relaxing onto the couch.

"I don't know." I murmured. Derek let out a sigh, staring into my eyes. Here we go, the big brother talks.


"I'm fine. I just need some time to myself."

"Maybe you should just go talk to Harry."

"I just made a big scene leaving the hotel." he sighed again and stood up.

"Kaylie, can you just-" there was a sound. It sounded like a scream for help. Outside the hallway. Derek turned his head towards the door. I decided to walk over to it and look out into the hallway. The sound was louder around the elevator, which was very confusing, but it hit me. Ellen said the elevator wasn't working. Someone must of gotten stuck. I rushed over as Ellen and Derek tood at the doorway.

"Help, the elevator's stuck!" I heard a familiar voice. I cleared my throat as I put my hand on the elevator.

"Are you alright?" I asked the person. They were hesitant, but finally after a few seconds of calming down, they answered.

"Kaylie?" It was Harry. Oh no, how'd he find me? No. Liam couldn't of.


"Babe, where have you been?" I could hear him adjust himself from sitting to standing. I rested my head on the door of the elevator and thought to myself.

"Well here, obviously." I joked, but I didn't hear a chuckle back. I let out a sigh. "What else do you want me to say?"

"I want you to tell me why the hell you left like that? You made me nervous like hell."

"I don't know how to explain it."

"Well it seems like we have plenty of time." My arms wrapped around my body as if I was hugging myself. It was a bit chilly in the hallway.

"I couldn't stop thinking about what I did."

"What'd you do?"

"I cheated, remember?"

"That was in the past, remember?" I shook my head to myself.

"Just because it was in the past, doesn't mean it didn't happen." He let out a chuckle.

"Babe, listen to me. You messed up one time. It was my fault-"

"Do NOT blame this on you. You didn't lock lips with someone." It was silent for awhile until Harry spoke up.

"I just wish you could understand." he paused, adjusting himself to sit down. I heard his back slide down from top to bottom. "I don't care about the drama. I don't care about the flaws in this relationship. The flaws are the thing keeping our relationship in power, if that makes sense."

"It makes total sense." is all I could say. I sat on the floor of the hallway and waited for any possible words to come out of each other's mouth. "I guess I was just thinking too much."

"Well you can tell me anything that's on your mind, you know that right?" he seemed to be worried in his words.

"Of course." I could feel a smile grow across my lips. "I love you..."  It was quiet for a second or two, but I could hear Harry's mood perk up a little.

"I love you too." In that moment, the doors opened, reveling Harry's beautiful dimples and his perfect smile, along with those sparkling green eyes. He was facing me and I was facing him. We both stood up and grabbed each other's hands. My smile was a bit faded, but still visible.

"Kaylie, I want you to know that I love you. I really do. Some stupid things in the past had occurred but you need to know that that isn't anything as close to what is on my mind right now." he smiled.

"What's on your mind now then?" I asked him.

"Just you, me, and our future." He put his hands gently on my tummy, carefully rubbing it. I smiled, kissing his lips to the closest. They felt special against mine and they were in rhythm with each other. I smiled, slowly pulling away. when I looked into his eyes, I blushed.

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