It's Complicated

Zoey Tomlinson thinks her life is amazing before she finds out things she isn't supposed to. There are things she was never supposed to know. She wants to know more, but her 'dad' tells her to drop it. He's saying everything she hears is a lie. But something tells her differently.


14. Chapter Fourteen

Zoey's P.O.V.

    I went to far. I have never regretted something so much. That was a really nasty thing for me to do to Louis. He looked hurt more than anything. I looked at Harry. I couldn't tell what he was feeling at all. "I'm so sorry." I said and left in shock. Why did I do that? I hurt my older brother and pretty much used Harry to do it.

    I sat on the front porch trying to process what happened. I kissed Harry. That's the only good thing. I probably messed everything up between us. He probably thinks I'm horrible now. Louis probably hates me for doing that. Both of them know I did that to make him mad. I'm mad at myself. I should not have done that. I was just so mad and that came to mind...

    I could feel a massive headache coming on when Harry walked out the door. He came and sat next to me. "I'm sorry, Harry." I whispered. "Why?" he asked. "I messed everything up now. You and Louis hate me and I feel horrible." I said, cringing at the thought of my brother and best friend hating me. "Hey, I don't hate you! And Louis may be mad but he could never hate you!" he said. I shook my head. "You should be." I whispered. "Why should I?" he asked. "I kissed you!" I exclaimed. "So? Who said I didn't like it?" he asked. I raised my eyebrows.

    I hadn't thought about if Harry liked it really. I realized how embarrassing this conversation was and hid my face in my knees to hide my reddening cheeks. Harry chuckled next to me. "You're adorable." he said and pulled me closer. "Louis will forgive you." he whispered. "What if he doesn't?" I asked. "He's the bad guy here, not you. I know what you think. You kissed me to make him mad." he said. "Actually, that wasn't the reason. That was just a bonus." I whispered. He looked at me and frowned. "I kissed you because...I wanted to okay?" I rushed and turned away. I felt a finger lift my chin so I was face to face with Harry. "It's okay." he whispered. "I don't want to mess things up." I whispered back. "You didn't. You made them better." he whispered. A grin began to cross both our faces. He started to lean in until our lips met. Sparks flew everywhere. But I pulled away when Tyler flashed in my head. "Are you okay?" Harry asked, worried. I felt tears brimming my eyes. "No. I have to go." I said and ran inside to my room.


Harry's P.O.V.

    I leaned in until our lips met. I could feel sparks everywhere. But she pulled away looking upset. Did she not feel the same? "Are you okay?" I asked, worried. "No. I have to go." she said with tears in her eyes as she left. I followed her upstairs and she went in her room. I lightly knocked, but nobody answered. My heart ached knowing something caused her pain. "Zo, I know you're in there. Please open up. I'm your best friend, remember?" I said calmly. A minute later the door opened and I was let inside. "Zoey, what's wrong? Did I hurt you? Do you not feel the same anymore?" I asked, throwing many questions at her without giving her time to answer. I assumed the worst. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." I said and hugged her tight. "Harry what in the bloody world are you talking about? It has nothing to do with you." she said. I sighed in relief. "Well then what?" I asked.


Zoey's P.O.V.

    "Well then what?" Harry asked. Am I ready to tell him about Tyler? Yes. I have to if I want this to work. I can't just forget Tyler and move on to Harry. My heart still has cracks and holes that I need help filling. "I don't really want to ever think about this again, but it's kind of hard when it's holding me back." I whispered. "Well talk to me. I'll make it better." Harry said. "It's complicated, Harry. And a really long story." I said. "I have all the time in the world. You're my top priority at the moment. If someone needs me, they better be on fire." he said. I giggled. He smiled. "Now tell me what's going on." he said. I nodded and told him the whole story.

    Halfway through I was in tears and in Harry's arms, but I kept talking. I couldn't stop myself. The words just flowed from my mouth. Nothing was going to stand in the way. "And that's why when we kissed..." I trailed off. "Shh. It's okay." he whispered. "I don't deserve you." I whispered. "Hey, don't say that." he said. I ignored him and just let him hold me for a few minutes.

    I guess it was more than a few minutes. I opened my eyes and I was tied up in a chair. It was a dark room with a dim light in the corner. "Hello! What's going on?" I yelled. A few moments later the door cracked and someone came in. It was defiantly not Harry or Louis. As the figure came closer, I found out who it was. Tears started falling. "Please, no! Don't hurt me!" I begged. He ignored me and came closer. "I'm sorry for what happened at the hospital! I didn't know the cops would come! Please just don't do this!" I cried. "You will be punished." he spat. "I did nothing!" I screamed. "Stop acting so innocent, you spoiled brat!" he yelled and slapped me across the face. I cried out in pain as he pulled out his knife. "Harry!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Don't even try, sweetheart. Harry isn't going to save you this time." he smirked. "Harry! I need you! Please!" I cried. "Stop your crying. Harry doesn't love you anymore! He loves that girl Rachel!" he laughed. "Rachel is my best friend! She wouldn't do that to me and she doesn't even know Harry!" I protested. "Thanks to me she does now." he sneered. "You are just a nasty rapist who has nothing better to do with life!" I yelled. He grabbed me by the throat and held me up, making me gasp for air. "Wrong words, honey." he said. "Harry." I whispered with everything in me. "Zoey?" I heard someone yelling my name. Or maybe it was two people? "Zoey?!" They kept calling my name.

    My eyes flew open and I sat up choking and crying. "Zoey, are you okay?" I looked next to me to see Louis and Harry at my side with worried eyes. Tears streamed down my cheeks uncontrollably. "No." I choked. That's all Harry had to hear. In less than a second I was wrapped safely in his arms. Louis sat next to us rubbing my arm. "Shh. You're safe. I'm here." Harry whispered and kissed the top of my head. I don't know what I'd do without this boy.


A/N: I would write longer, but I have to go to sleep. :( I'll update tomorrow or the next day :) Peace, punch, captain crunch! :p

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