Lost in One Direction

Bay Garline is one of those girls who could care less about girly things like make up, hair, and..... One Direction. In her eyes they are waste of space. Too bad for her One Direction goes to her school, and for some reason seem to love to be in her buisness. But after a while she sees that the boys are getting to her, and discovers her feelings for them and discovers something she could never imagine: herself.


16. Maybe you should go

I woke to Harry's lips pressed against mine. I smiled and pushed him off before getting out of bed. We walked downstairs to find Niall still sleeping on the couch.

"Breakfast?" Harry asked opening a few cupboards. I nodded my head as he grabbed some pancake mix.

While Harry made pancakes, I went to try to wake Niall. I tried to yell, slap his cheek, and pull his hair. Yet he didn't seem to wake. I sat on his lap and grabbed his face in my hands gently. He continued to snore.

"Come on Niall!" I yelled patting his face. He didn't even stir. I sighed and rubbed his face gently. Weirdly, this caused his eyes to open, a smile growing on his face.

"Finally!" I groaned pulling him off the couch. "You are a really heavy sleeper!"

He laughed, his cheeks turning bright red. I smiled and went into the kitchen. Harry was standing over the stove, spatula in one hand and pan in the other. He was humming loudly, tapping his feet to the rhythm. I laughed and wrapped my hands around his waist, my face leaning against his back.

"How many pancakes?" His voice vibrated against my face. I smiled and kissed his neck lightly. "I'll take three please."

I sat down at the table, Harry placing a plate of pancakes in front of me. Harry sat down next to me with his own plate and placed Niall's on the other side of me.

"Niall! Get your fat ass in here!" Harry hollered. Niall came running in and almost automatically stuffed his face with pancakes. I laughed and took a small bite.

"Hungry much?" I chuckled.

"Always!" He replied. Harry laughed and took another forkful of pancakes.

After breakfast, we all decided it would be fun to go to the beach again, so we had to drive to my house first. When we arrived there, there was three figures sitting on my porch, bouquets in their hands.

"Why are they here?" I asked. Even Liam was here. Harry shrugged and led me to my porch, his arm tight around my waist.

"Bay!" Louis, Zayn, and Liam all shot up at the same time, shoving the flowers in my hand. Confused, I accepted them.

"Can we come in?" Louis asked. He rolled awkwardly in the balls of his feet. I looked to Harry, his cold gaze on Liam.

"I guess." I mumbled opening the door. Everyone filed in, creating a circle so we could all face each other. Harry's arm was still firmly placed on my waist, my body melting into his perfectly.

"Liam, I think you should go." Harry spat pulling me closer to him. I bit my lip nervously.

Liam shook his head in disbelief. "What happened last night?"

I flinched at the memory of Liam's hands on my body, my hands clenching the fabric of Harry's sweatshirt. In return, Harry rubbed my back soothingly.

"You tried to rape Bay!" Niall shouted clenching his fists together. "Your sickening!"

Liam looked as if he had killed a man. As if he had murdered someone, and the victim lay dead and forgotten in front of him. "Did I?" He whispered.

"You tried but Niall stopped you. But then you knocked Niall out cold." I made sure not to mention the aching bruises that were imprinted on my tender skin. Liam bit his lip and shut his eyes painfully.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled. "Please Bay." He stepped closer to me but Harry moved in front of me.

"Touch her and I swear I will fucking kill you." His voice was venomous and deadly. Liam stood still.

"Just go!" Harry yelled. "All of you go!"

There was no time to respond because the boys were pushed out the door quickly. As soon as the door shut, Harry collapsed to the floor, his body shaking, fingers pulling at his curls desperately. Sobs erupted from his lips, echoing through the small space.


He slammed his fist against the wall, the sound causing me to jump. "I should've been there! I should've protected you!" He wailed. He kicked the wall over and over, surely leaving a dent.

"Harry please." I begged grabbing his waist. I placed my face against his back, the vibrations of his sobs sending chills down my body. "Don't do it. I'm fine."

He took a deep breath and turned me around to face him. "He hurt you and I couldn't do anything. I'm weak."

I rubbed his cheekbones soothingly. "I'm fine. It's over and I'm okay."

He sighed and wrapped his arms around my small figure. "I'm sorry."

I kissed his shoulder reassuringly, causing him to squeeze tighter. I sighed and grabbed his curls, bringing his lips to mine. The kiss got intense quick, and soon I was up against the wall, my legs wrapped around Harry's waist. He kissed me intensely, going down to my neck and collarbone.

"Bay, I think I'm in love with you." Harry whispered placing his forehead on mine. I swallowed and grabbed his face softly.

"I think I'm in love with you Harry Styles."

He sighed in relief and then chuckled. "Good, that would've been awkward."

I laughed and kissed him once again, our lips melting perfectly together.

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