Holding Onto Independence (Harry Styles Love Story)

A small town girl. Biggest boyband in the world. Laughter. Joy. Heartache. Independent. Tragedy. Dreams. Love.
That is just a few words to describe my life. And let me tell you, when tragedy strikes, don't stop, just keep on going ~ Marion Alexander.


4. Life With Boys

Living with five boys was quite entertaining to say the least. Arguing about who sits where, who gets to sit next to me, who gets control of the T.V (never mind that it's my house), and the arguments that these boys have over food? Don't even get me started. There was a problem with who was sleeping where though because I only live in a 3 bed-roomed house, in the two guest rooms there was two beds in each, so four. So, including my bed - which is a double - there were only five beds available for six people. In the end though, and after a lot of arguing on Harry's part, he and I ended up having to share my double bed, much to my dismay. I mean sure I may have a crush on him but that does not mean that I want to be sleeping in the same bed as him just yet. But the boys - and myself - agreed that it would be better than sleeping on the sofa where you would get woken up every five seconds by people telling you to move.
I also got fired from my job because I bad-mouthed a client for bad-mouthing me, and of course I got the blame for it because "The client is always right". So, now I am out of a job, which is just peachy. But the boys were brilliant, as soon as I told them what happened they immediately rushed off in the car somewhere (leaving me in the house on my own), when they came back they were carrying about two/three shopping bags filled with all kinds of goodies like, cookies, muffins, sweets, chocolate etc. and fizzy drinks, they also had a bunch of DVDs, ranging from chick flicks, comedy and horror. After watching a few comedy's, the boys decided it would be fun to scare the living daylights out of me - yet again - by watching Sinister.
We were halfway through the movie and petrified doesn't even begin to cover how I am feeling right now, I really want to hide behind something/someone but I'm sitting next to Harry and I'm trying to play it cool and act like I'm not scared which I was failing miserably at because I had already yelped and jumped about five billion times. The movie was now in a particularly scary part and all I wanted was for the couch to swallow me up right then and there. Oh I hate horror movies! I thought as I started shaking because I was really scared. I don't know why it is but this always happens whenever I watch horror movies: I start shaking, burst into tears and then I start hyperventilating (which is why I have a drawer full of paper bags in the kitchen, the boys asked about them but I didn't tell them what they were for). I was on the verge of tears when I felt a pair of strong arms go around me, I already knew who it was as I am sitting right beside him, so without looking up I turned my face into the crook of his neck and didn't move again until the end of the film.



I woke up in my bed, what the hell? I didn't even know I had fallen asleep. I turned my head to the other side of the bed and saw Harry, sleeping peacefully, I couldn't help but smile because he looked so cute. I so very badly wanted to trace my fingers across his jawline, across his cheeks, down his nose, and his lips, they looked so lonely I just want to kiss them better. I bit my lip, looked away and shook my head, get over yourself Minnie. Why would he ever like me? He's Harry Styles, and I'm just plain old me, too plain for the likes of him. But it's hard to get over liking someone when you have to live in the same house as them, and sleeping in the same bed as them doesn't exactly help either.
I carefully and quietly got up and out of the bed, trying my best not to disturb the sleeping angel and went down the stairs and into the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea.
I was just looking out the window into the darkness of night whilst the kettle was boiling when I heard something behind me, obviously I was feeling paranoid after watching a horror movie so I mentally accepted the fact that I was going to die before spinning around and punching whoever it was in the face, I heard them land on the kitchen floor with a thud and groan. I looked down and surprise surprise, it wasn't a creepy monster trying to kill me but... Harry. I gasped and dropped down next to him whilst he clutched his nose. "Oh Harry! I'm SO sorry! Are you bleeding??" I took his hand that was holding his nose to check for any bleeding, finding none I let go of his hand but he grabbed mines back and held it firmly but gently. We just sat there staring into each others eyes, my breathing was labored and my heart was pounding so much that I thought it was going to burst out of my chest. I took a sharp intake of breath when I noticed that Harry was leaning forward, just getting closer and closer with each passing second, he was mere inches away from my face. He rested his forehead against mine and I closed my eyes, I could feel him leaning in again, his breath brushing my lips, so close now, but just as we were about to close the gap, we heard somebody bounding down the stairs, Harry groaned and then moved away from me but still holding my hand I noticed. A second later Niall walked into the kitchen with confusion all over his face, I glanced at Harry who glanced at me, then we both turned our gaze onto Niall. This lasted for about two minutes with nobody speaking, and then we couldn't help ourselves, we just burst out into fits of laughter.
"What the hell happened? I got up to get something to eat and then I heard a loud thud!" Niall managed to say after we had composed ourselves.
"I punched Harry"
"Yeah, she packs a mean punch too"
"Well it's your own fault for sneaking up on me like that!"
"You could have broken my nose!" He is such a little girl. I shook my head at him, "You weren't even bleeding. Man up!" And with that I pulled my hand away from his (yes he was still holding my hand) and ran towards the stairs, leaving Niall and Harry to stare after me.

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