I Need Your Love

Carly and Harry have this on/off relationship. Every time they're off something bad happens. She needs protection and Harry is the only one. "I need your love." Carly whispered to Harry. But then Zayn came in the picture..Try not to fall in love with both, just try. Read to find out how she managed to stop..does she stop loving both? Read to find out.


17. The One


"Zayn, I'm in love with Harry." I said, I'll admit, I am actually starting to fall in love with Zayn, but I'm not one hundred percent sure. Plus, Harry was coming inside, I didn't want him to hear me say "Zayn".

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..What's going on in here?" Harry said as he was walking in smelling like beer.

"I was just telling Zayn I love you, and that me and him are just friends." I said giving Zayn a wink, but It didn't work because he looked mad.

"Love you too..baby." Harry said sounding a little high.

"She has to tell you something she's been hiding for a while now, Harry." Zayn told him. I wasn't ready, though but maybe I should just get it over with.

"What is it?" He asked sweeping the hair away from my face and putting it behind my ear.

"Well, I should probably go now.." Zayn said getting his jacket. I still can't believe Harry didn't say anything about that. I guess he was really high.

"Bye, Zayn!" I smiled and gave him a friendly kiss on the cheek and he hugged me by putting his arms around my waist giving me comfort. 

Harry gave me the evil eye after Zayn left.

"What?" I asked looking innocent.

"Your mine.." He said grabbing my waist for a cuddle.

Then we laughed a little about how creepy he sounded.

"What did you want to tell me babe?" He said stroking my back and down to my waist and down to my bum.

"Ummmm....erm...uh-" Then I stopped and tears streamed down my face.

"Relax, breathe in, and breath out....now tell me." He said comforting and snuggling me while we were sitting down on the couch.

"Ok well...I lied..ab-about the pregnancy.....and I can't have chil-children.." I barely could speak and as I finished that stuttering sentence I broke in to sobs and covered my eyes with my hands and buried my head into Harry's armpit, which by the way smelled good.

"I know." He said calmly.

"What?!" I was confused.

"Well, a doctor would have to tell the patient's family about how you're doing. In fact, I knew before you, while you were put to sleep after the abortion, they had told me the side affects." He said sounding so calm.

"Well, then why did you believe me when I said I was pregnant." I asked.

"I wanted to to see what you would do to fix the problem, one: either cheat on me with Zayn or something, or two: adopt a child and lie that you gave birth out of suprise. But you past my test and told me the truth, thanks to Zayn." He said with a smirk. I was furious with him. How could he just play a test on me like that?

"What, you don't trust me?" I asked, scooting over away from him on the couch.

"I do. I just don't trust Zayn." He said, still calm.

"He helped me. He gave me advise and told me to tell you." I said crossing my arms.

"Yeah, exactly, so if it wasn't for him, you would've never told me." He said scooting closer.

"You're making no sense. If you don't trust Zayn but now your saying you don't trust me!?" I asked getting up off the couch and marching to our bed.

"Wait! Why are you getting so mad?" He yelled in the hall way, jogging after me.

I slammed the door and locked it. I don't know why I am so mad, but I can't believe he's testing me and not even trusting me. How dare he? I want to just sleep alone tonight to get my anger out, but not out on him, just alone. And yes, I do have anger problems sometimes but rarely, only when I have stress on top of stress.

"Open the door!" Harry yelled slamming the door with punches. I was actually starting to feel scared.

I didn't, I don't want to get my anger out on Harry and start a bigger argument. I didn't want us to fight.

Then he slammed it open and the door fell down, just with his bare hands.

He came towards me and I backed up, seeing blood drop from his knuckles. He breathed hardly and his jaw clenched. I could tell he was really pissed off.

"I'm sorry.." I said buring my face into the pillow that was on my lap as I sat criss-cross-apple-sauce.

He didn't reply, he just went into the bathroom and washed his hands. He came back into the room and removed his shirt and laid down beside me. All of this with pure silence between us.

"I am sorry, I said." I reminded him turned away and felt him still breathing hardly behind me on my shoulder. Then he thrusted his body against mine and his arms wrapped around my waist.

"No, it's ok, I just banged the door open like that because I thought you were hurting yourself. As you can see my heart is still pounding hardly. Your mother told me about that story when you got so angry once that you were cutting your wrists...It just scared the hell out of me Carly." He said. Wow, my mom never told anyone that story.

"I'm fine, I would never do that to myself, I want to spend a lifetime with you Harry." I said turning around to him and now we were face to face breathing on each other. Then we smiled as we held eye contact for a while. 

"I love you." He whispered and stroked my waist with an up and down motion.

"I love you more.." I whispered back to him. I kissed his soft lips. He kissed mine and then he licked my lips and I let his tongue enter my mouth and we were french kissing until we fell asleep. Well- he fell asleep.

"You're the one.." I whispered to him as he was sound asleep. I was looping my fingers through his silky, curly, brunette hair.

I shut the lamp that was on the bedside table and fell asleep with my head on Harry's chest. And smiled.


A/N: Aww that's adorbs! Anyways I'm starting a new movella! I'm too busy to start chapter one though..but I showed you guys the characters...Loved the chapter? More romantic chapters ahead if you pretty please, whith a cherry on top, like, comment, and fav this movella! LOVE YOU GUYS. :)<3


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