I could barely get out of bed, I felt like crap. I rolled onto my side taking the bedspread with me. “Gaaah give that back!” I shot straight up, where did the voice come from? I turn to see Zayn half asleep on my bed grasping for the cover because he was obviously cold. He looked so peaceful and calm, but then he growled at me…. like a fucking bear. “What the hell was that?” I stammered, “you really shouldn’t be this annoying this early” he replied. We both got up and made my bed. “So I guess you stayed the night?”
“Yep, you were pretty beaten, and I just fell asleep listening to you cry.”
“I-I-I was crying?”
“Oh yeah, you kept going on about Niall and how you felt so bad that he got hurt and how much you wish you could make things right.”
“Ah okay, so I guess I just vented all night?”
My phone buzzed on my side table, the sound of the plastic against the wood sounded bloody awful. I look to see what it was, it was a text from a girl in my Psych class, Cynthia Hecht. “Hey do you want to come to my party tomorrow night?” it read. I thought about it, who would I bring, definitely not Niall because he wouldn’t even speak to me now. “You can bring your gang if you want” her next text message said. I contemplated it thoroughly “Sure, cya Friday : )” I typed in and pressed send. “Great see ya then : )” I smiled at my phone and look at Zayn.
“You. Me. The gang. Friday. Party”
“Sweet! Who’s house?”
“Oh my god, that babe? She is smoking hot, if I wasn’t dating Perrie I would totally tap that!”
“Oh my god Zaynie! What dafuq?”
“Admit it, she is pretty attractive.”
“Yes, yes, Cynthia is hot, but I don’t swing that way Zayn!”
“Trust me, if she was yours you would never let her out of your sight!”
“Alright Zayn, contain your boner!”
We both let out a hearty chuckle and went downstairs for breakfast. My mother had fruit, pancakes and sausage spread out on the table in anticipation of our awakening. Gemma probably had mum drive her to school because they were nowhere to be seen. “Food! Lets dig in!” Zayn squealed as he licked his lips and devoured anything he could lay his fingers on. Me being still broken from Niall’s words towards me barely touched my plate, I only had a few slices of fruit and a glass of water. I just couldn’t eat knowing that Niall still hated me, and knowing that he may never forgive me for what he saw, something I had no say in whatsoever.
“Oi, you going to Cynthia’s party this weekend Li?”
“Yep got the text this morning” he said as he buckled his seatbelt.
“Do you think Harry will be going?” I asked.
“I imagine so mate, why wouldn’t he go?”
“You know, the whole fact that he has been avoiding me and vice versa, and that he is probably going with Caroline.” I shuddered as I spoke her name, she was just so volatile. I started my car and drove out of Liam’s driveway heading towards the school. As Liam and I got out of my car we saw Zayn pull up and Harry get out of the car. Great, just great, now I had no choice but to talk to him. Zayn waved us over and I looked back at Liam. “You know, you don’t have to go over there” Liam said at me concerned about my happiness. “It’s okay, I want to” I breathed in a big gulp of air and started walking.
“Hey can I talk to you for a sec?” Harry said avoiding all possible eye contact with me. I guess I was trapped and had no choice so I replied with a nod.
“What do you want Harry?” I said as soon as we were alone.
“You” he exhaled.
“Well you didn’t make that very clear after I saw you snogging the wicked witch of the west!”
“You never gave me any time to explain”
“What’s there to explain Harry? I love you, I told you that hoping you would love me back but instead you go do this!”
“Niall, I still love you. Caroline kissed me, I pushed her away as soon as I realized what she was doing.”
“Fine, I believe you. But just because Danielle and Eleanor were talking with Caroline, and Caroline talked their ears off about how mad she was at your rejection of her.”
“See! It was rejection, I rejected her because I only want you.”
“Do you really mean that Harry?”
“Yes I do, you looked so hurt, so fragile. I never want you to be that way again, that is how much I care. I love you with all of my heart, with every aching bone in my body.”
“I guess I can forgive you” I muttered, slowing down my breathing.
“Good” he said, Harry then leaned in closer to me and our lips touched. It was a rush of ecstacy, a forceful yet soft aggression as our lips crashed into each other’s like waves.
“I love you Niall” he said as he pulled away.
I looked into his eyes and I knew he was telling the truth. “I love you to Harry”.