Hard To Love

Taylor mets five boys that are bound to change her life after her best friend leaves her a a concert one night.Only it may get her into more trouble than her good-girl personality could of. What will she do when she becomes a a badass killer? Will she even reconize herself?


3. Sharing a room with Harry

"Now i ordered us 3 rooms with 2 beds in each room", Liam said. "I hope that is OK with you Taylor?"

     "Yea. i don't mind", I lied. I just wanted my own room  so i could bawl my eyes out in peace and quite.

  "OK. I'm gonna bunk with Zayn," Liam said.

  "I call Niall!", Louis yelled. That leaves me with Curly. Or Harry. Whatever his name is.

  "I guess that leaves us.", Curly said.

"Yea", i said trying not to sound to annoyed. The other four boys went into their rooms leaving Curly and i in the hallway. He dug around in his pocket trying to reach his key. After what seemed like forever he finally pulled his key out "Sorry"

  "Its fine." i was really annoyed by now even though i shouldn't of been. i mean, these guys were just being nice enough to let me stay with them. I just hoped they weren't some rapers who stole girls after dark.

      Curly finally got the door open even though it took him like 5 minutes. "Damn key kept getting jammed", he said while i followed him through the door. I walked into the room. It was just like any other hotel room. A TV on a stand, a tiny bathroom, and a chair in the corner. There was only one problem. The was only one bed and it was only a full.

  "Harry, isn't there supposed to be two beds?", I asked as he came out of the bathroom.

  "I thought that's what Liam said. I'll go get us a different room.", he said while walking out the door.

  "No no. It's OK. I'll sleep in the chair."

  "What! No!," he yelled," nobody is sleeping in the chair."

  "Well nobody is buying another room", i replied with the same tone.

  He chuckled and walked toward the bed," I guess that means we are sharing."

  "I guess."

Great. Now I'm sleeping with him. What did i get myself into?

I plopped down on the edge of the bed trying to stay as far away from Curly as possible.

  "What is the matter, Love?", he asked while laying down on his side of the bed.

  "Nothings wrong," i lied while trying not to bawl like a baby.

He clicked on the TV, with Peter Griffen from Family Guy, popped up. He looked over at me, staring straight into my eyes. He green orbs reminded me of true beauty.

  "What is wrong?" His tone was serious, like he genuinely cared.

I couldn't hold it in any longer. I just fell over onto Harry's chest and cried. He stroked my head just letting me cry. I bawled for a good 10 minutes before i settled down a little bit.

  "You ready to talk?", he asked. 

I nodded my head and wiped the tears from my mascara-stained eyes.

  "Its just, I didn't expect Sheela to do what she did to me. I trusted her. She is the only person i can turn to when there is  something wrong. My parents, i don't even like to talk to them because all i do is get shunned. My cousin Lacy, I tried to call but she was asleep. Besides i can only trust her to an extent. I just feel like i have nobody after what Sheela did to me."

I sniffled and laid my head back down onto Curly's chest. He put his arm around me and played with my hair.I felt safe in his arms. His muscles were relaxing, like nothing could ever happen in his presence. I wish i could always feel that safe.

I laid there listening to him breath after I finished talking. It  was soothing.

  "You have me.'


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