Kiss Me Slowly

I was best friends with Niall Horan and was like a little sister to the rest of the boys in One Direction. But that was it. A little sister. That was all he would see me as. He as in the curly haired one. The one with the dimples and the four nipples. He as in the guy I'm in love with.

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4. Sick Of Everything

Dylan's POV

I woke up with a massive headache. I didn't even have much to drink last night but I felt pretty gross. I remembered how I saw Harry with the girl, how I was sick of loving him and how I left early. I stumbled out of bed and changed into navy trackies, white oversized t-shirt and my uggboots. made my way to the kitchen. I saw Niall and Zayn passed out on the couch. I chuckled to myself before making myself a coffee when I heard a familiar raspy voice behind me.

"Morning Dyl." Harry said to me.

I didn't reply nor look at him. Instead I made my coffee and walked right past him back into my room. I couldn't deal with this. He knew I liked him yet he decided to completely forget about my feelings and make out with some random girl he didn't even know. And who was I kidding? There was no way he had feelings for me. Why would he? He's famous and all and I was just Niall's best friend. He might've said that he did, but it was such a joke.

I sat on my bed and leant back on the wall. I took a sip of my coffee and checked my phone. I had:

10 missed calls from Eleanor

4 missed calls from Harry

2 missed calls from Niall

2 missed calls from Liam

1 new text from Louis

2 missed calls from Zayn

I heard a knock on my door.

"We didn't know where you went last night." a voice said and I looked up to see Harry. "We were all so worried."

"I told you and Niall that I was going back to the hotel." I replied bluntly. "You were all probably too drunk to realise."

"You did?" He came and sat next to me on the bed. 

"Yeah but you were too busy having fun with your blonde lady friend. I'm not a child, I can take care of myself." I was starting to lose patience. I was just sick of Harry and didn't want to talk to him right now.

He took a deep breath. "Okay, Dyl, what's wrong? Why are you acting like you hate me all of a sudden?" 

"Maybe it's just how I am." I snapped back to him.

He chuckled. "Come on, we all know you're never like this. And how about what was said yesterday? That you had a bit of a thing for me?"

That was when I lost it. "MAYBE I'M JUST SICK OF EVERYTHING. MAYBE I'M JUST SICK OF LOVING YOU AND SEEING YOU THROWING YOURSELF AT ANY HOT GIRL OUT THERE TIME AFTER TIME! I'M SICK OF HAVING FEELINGS FOR YOU!  I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I SAW IN YOU. YOU'RE JUST A DICK WHO'S SO FULL OF HIMSELF!" 

I got up and stormed out of the room. Harry sat where he was, shocked of what just happened. I bumped into Niall on the way.

"What's going on?" He groaned. "People are trying to sleep here."

I ignored him and brushed past leaving the hotel suite and slamming the door behind me.

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