How Could I Decide?

I want to be with you. Every second. Every minute. Every hour. Every day or your life. I want to tell you if only I had the courage...and I don't know if you feel the same. But all I know is that I'm going to be your Mrs. It's my mission, goal and journey I'm willing to accept.


12. fight

 'Oh, really?!' I said raising my eyebrows at him with anger in every word.

He stood up close to me, looking at me.

  'Yeah! You always make me remember about it! If you hadn't been such a bitch, you wouldn't!' Niall yelled at me with, his blue eyes almost black with anger directed at me.

'What? So I'm a bitch huh? Oh my god! You've always been so immature!' I shouted back, turning around and bumping into Harry.

'Guys what's wrong? I heard shouting from upstairs!' He said looking at both of us.

I ignored him and walked straight to the beds at the back of the tour bus. I pulled out the mini ladder and jumped into the covers, burring my face into my hands, crying under the sheets. I heard footsteps on the stairs. Louis and Liam came down to see what had happened. Then I heard someone coming closer to me.

'Jade? Jade? It's ok...please...stop crying.'

I looked up to see Harry's face peeping from the bed's corner.

'I'm...I'm fine.'

'No, you're not. Come here...' He said while his voice got softer and quieter.

He came into my bed and gave me a long hug.

'Is everything with Niall alright? I heard some-'

'Shouting? Yeah...that was him being a loser. I hate him!' I said with tears inbetween.

'’s alright Jade.' I buried my head on his chest still crying.

'Shall we go upstairs? So we can talk? You don't have to if you don't want...I've been in your position before.'

I lifted up my head, while he still had his arms wrapped around me.

'Yes p-please Harry.' He got out and so did I. He saw me flinch away when I glanced at Niall passing him, so he held my hand as we walked upstairs.

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