Was This Real ?

Anna just met the boys. She waited for this moment her whole life. She had terrible experiences with boys, so she never thought what could or would change in her life. Maybe that was the key to her love life.


12. The Visit

Anna's P.O.V.

I walked home, alone. Not that it was bad. I quite enjoyed it. I had time to think about everything. I could take the bus, but walking was better at that point. It would take a bit longer, but I had to think about everything that happened the last months. While I was walking home, I saw a friend of mine. Well, he wasn't a friend anymore. Long story short, we were best friends, I confused friendship with love and it destroyed everything. It was a few months ago, but we hadn't talked since. For a while I wanted it badly, but I didn't want to chase after it. So I just enjoyed the roller coaster of life. I was hearing music and when I passed through him, he grabbed my arm. I saw his mouth moving, but I couldn't hear. I took my earphones out.

"What did you say ? Sorry, was hearing music." I asked him.

"How have you been ?" I knew he said something else, but I didn't want to get in a fight.

"Uhm, good. Very good. And what about you John ?" He still held my arm.

"Yeah, had better times." I knew he was asking me to ask him why, but I honestly didn't care at that point. 

"I would love to talk, *yeah, right* but I have to go home. It's getting late and you know my dad." He grabbed my arm tighter, and it started to hurt. I put my hand on his, trying to lose his grip, but he didn't move. "What the hell ? John, you're hurting me. You're not like that !" 

"And you would talk to me. Ask what's wrong." He said, still holding my arm strong.

"Why should I ? We're not even friends anymore." I started to scream and everyone looked at us. I lowed my voice down and proceeded. "You know how it hurt me, but you did nothing. So I decided to move on and forget you."

"Forget me ?" He grabbed a bit tighter.

"But I couldn't !" I answered in pain. He lose his grip a little, but was still holding my arm. 

"You could come and talk to me. I sent you so many things. Thinking you would reply or something like that, but you didn't. I hated to see how you got along with the new ones in school. Mostly boys. But I couldn't do anything." He said in anger and pain.

"Oh yes, you could. You could take responsibility and face what you did. And the things you sent me, I thought you were making a joke of me. And could you, PLEASE, let go. It's really hurting. You would never hurt a girl. Or even somebody." He knew I was right, and let it go. I put my hand where his was. 

"Sorry. I got angry." He said apologizing. 

"Yeah, no problem."

"And what did you mean by what I did ? I did nothing! You fell for me." He said, anger in his voice raising.

"WHAT ? Really John, really ? You think I chose that or what ? Oh yeah, now I'll fall for that boy." I said and pointed to a random boy at the street. "You said it couldn't go on between us. I know, it would be a lot different, but what about a try ? You know how I am ! You fucking said, that it would be difficult, because we don't have any classes together. What kind of excuse is this ? It doesn't even make sense !" I started to get angry and scream again. I had to stop. So I sighted, and started to walk home. I couldn't anymore. Tears were forming in my eyes. He came right behind me and grabbed my arm again, like he did before. 

"I had no idea what to do, okay ? It's not that easy." 

"I know it's not. But you had so many opportunities to talk to me." I started to calm down, and tears rolled down my face. It started to get dark and I had no idea how long I was gone. I had no idea what time it was.

"So did you!"

"Me ? Yeah right, so that you could say I was still into you and you would back off again. I have no time for this!" I tried to pull out of his tight grip and walked home. This time he let me go. It didn't took that long to get home. I walked pretty fast. I only wanted my bed. When I was upstairs, I quickly wiped my tears, put a smile on and told my dad I was at home. I think he was asleep. So I went to my room, put a tank top and some shorts on and checked my phone. It was pretty late. Almost ten o'clock. I had a message from Harry asking how I was doing, one from Niall telling me he went to meet Ronia and a lot from Ronia telling how perfect Niall was and how everything went. I texted her back asking for all the details. That was what I always did, when I tried to forget something. As she wrote and wrote about him, that made me smile. He made her very happy, and he had no idea how much he did. So I texted Niall. To: Nialler x you have no idea how you made her happy. thank you :) x 

I didn't realize how hungry I was. I just had breakfast today, so I went downstairs to get something to eat. When I got there, my cell vibrated. From: Hazza x hey sis, open your door!! 

I smiled. When I started typing, I heard a knocking on the door and it scared me out of death ! I looked at the door and saw Harry smiling and waving. How the hell did he found out where I lived ?!? I answered it, but told him to be quiet, because my dad was sleeping. He got in, hugged me tight. I almost forgot how strong he was. I smiled.

"Hey you ! What are you doing here ?" I whispered. I couldn't be loud, or my father would wake up and kick Harry out. I wanted a friend right now. I needed one. 

"I missed you so much, that I took a flight here and you have to tolerate me for a whole week!" His voice started to raise, so I put a finger on his lips, showing that he should be quiet. I walked over to the kitchen and took some chocolate and snacks. Enough for us two. I grabbed his hand and walked to my room. My dads room was downstairs, so we didn't had to be that quite at my room, but not that loud too. I gave Harry that information and he nodded. I put the food on the floor in the middle of my room and took a blanket and wrapped myself up. Harry came over to me and gave me another hug.

"I missed you!" He said, and hugged me tighter. That made my arm hurt, so I agonized in pain. He looked down at me, questioning what was wrong.

"I missed you too!!!" I said trying to hide. 

"What's wrong ?" He asked me, putting his hands on my arms. And right exactly where John held me. As he touched it, I took a step back and looked at my arm. He took the blanket off and opened his mouth. My arm was bruised. I didn't even notice it. 

"Anna, what the fuck happened to you ?" He raised his voice. 

"QUIET STYLES!" I put my hand over his mouth. He took my hand and held it tight. With the other one, he gently moved his thumb in circles over the bruised part. At first it hurt, but now it was comforting. "Nothing happened! Everything's fine." Tears started to form. I couldn't cry anymore. I looked up, so the tears wouldn't fall, but Harry placed his hand on my chin and made me look at him. At his green beautiful eyes. He still was holding my hand. And then a tear fell. I started to cry a lot. I couldn't help. I kept thinking about the whole thing with John, and that made me cry even more. 

"I'm here love, I'm here." He pulled me into a hug, kissed my forehead and rubbed circles on my back. I quickly calmed down. He was so comfortable! I could spent the whole night in his arms. I sat on my bed and he followed me. I held my knees and he wrapped his arms around me, paying attention not to touch the bruised area. "You can tell me whenever you want. Or if you want." I smiled and leaned my head on his chest. He fondled my head with his hand, making sure I was comfortable. I told him the whole story. What happened before I even met him and what happened today. A few tears fell as I told him the whole story. 

"I can't believe someone could do this to you. I mean, you're so lovely." He said.

"Thank you Harry. But the situation is hard. He had no idea what to do." I said, trying not to make John look like he was the only bad guy in this story. 

"Not that hard. He could do so many things -" I cut him off.

"And that's what he did. End of story."

"But, how could he -" And again.

"End of story!" I looked at him, he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but I gave him a 'end of story' look. He understood and closed his mouth. A lock of my hair was glued on my face, due the tears. Harry took it, and placed behind my ear. He wiped the last tears and held my face. We looked deep in our eyes. 

"I want to kiss you so bad right now." He said in his deep voice.

"And what are you waiting for ?" I bit my lip and he came closer. 

"Are you sure ?"

"Stop talking and just kiss me, idiot!" I said and smile. The next thing I felt was his lips touching mine. I could feel his warmness. I got shivers all over my body. He placed one hand on my waist, while the other one was on my neck. One of my hand was in between his curls and the other holding his arm. He had strong arms. Our lips were moving along. It felt right, and somehow, among the clinging, something inside me changed. This new feeling could be dwelled upon later, because for now, I was content to feel his breath come and go with me. 

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