I will start posting the songs of the chapters with the rest of my book, just to kinda let you know what inspires me when I'm writing.
Kiss me-Ed Sheeran
Goodness Gracious- Ellie Goulding
The Writer-Ellie Goulding
"Harry what are you doing here?" She says trying to step between me and Zayn. "How did you even know where I was?"
"Why are you here!?" I spit. She runs her hand through her hair and leans against the side of the building. I don't care if shes in a mood, she shouldn't be out with Zayn out of all people. I don't care what I said the night of the party. We're not cool and he can't be hanging around her! "Why the fuck are you here!" I repeat.
"Harry-" She whines. "You have to do right now."
"I'm not doing anything."
"The hell you are." Zayn interrupts."You should go she obviously doesn't want you here."
"You don't know what she wants."
"I don't want this!" She shouts. "This is ridiculous. Why are you even here?"
"To talk to you."
"You're not doing much of that." What the fuck. So she can let Zayn bitch at me but the moment I want to speak up she totally shuts me out.
"Then let's go." I grab her arm and pull towards my car.
"Let me go Harry!"
"Norie!?" A second voice calls to her, we both turn to see a man running to her rescue.
"Who's he?" I ask, letting her wrist go.
"Who are you?"
"Who is he Norie?" She stays quiet, Zayn holding onto her arm, probably so I can't pull her away again.
"I'm Liam. You must be Harry." He's rings rich kid, with the slight appeal of something his bravery. This kid is just asking to get his ass-kicked and that God damned Zayn.
"Norie let's go." I say grabbing her wrist as Zayn pushes my back. The anger boiling in my blood is released when I collide my fist with the side of his face, making him fall onto the cement.
"Stop!" I shout pulling at Harry's arm which is relentlessly pounding away at Zayn. Liam's arm loops around my body, pulling me back and shaking his head at the display.
"You shouldn't just jump on a people fighting, you could get seriously hurt." There grunts and the thuds of their bodies get louder as Zayn pushes Harry against the hood of his car and carries blow after blow. I can't watch this!
"Stop!" I repeat. "Zayn, stop!" It's like I'm screaming into a vast hallway. My words echoes but no one can hear them. It's the most frustrating thing I've ever experienced. Liam stands next to me, making sure that I don't jump in and break up this ridiculous fight. Harry finally pushes him back and without thinking I step in front of him pushing him back. "Stop!"
Zayn's chest heaves up and down as he wipes the blood from his nose and Harry shrinks under my touch and sits down in the hood of his car. I can't process anything to say, I don't want to say anything to him, if he hadn't shown up this wouldn't have happened. I turn to Zayn and cup his face in my hands, grazing his swollen lip.
"Are you okay?" He nods and smiles.
"He can't hurt me. I wish you would understand that."
"We're going home. All of us." Even Harry? My subconscious asks me. Even Harry. I reply.
Harry leaves his car at the cafe and we walk the rest of the way to Liam's home, I feel awkward bringing them there, all bloody and swollen but Liam insisted besides driving all the way to my parents house.
"Linda? Are my parents in the dining hall?" Liam asks a woman caring for the cobblestone pathway.
"They are having cocktail hour out back. Would you like me to get them?"
"No, thank you. Could you tell me when they come in?" She nods and we head inside. He takes them down the hall and comes back for me.
"Love triangle much?"
"No, I don't love them. Listen-"
"Come on." He grabs my arm and makes me follow them. Harry presses a wash cloth to his lip and turns to look away from me. I look to Zayn, his lip is swollen and a slit stretches across the side. I hate seeing him all bruised up like that. It truly does take away from his perfect physique. I walk over to him and grab a cloth from the table and wet it.
"We should go upstairs." Liam suggest. "Wouldn't want them coming in on this."
"Yeah, let's go." Zayn takes the towel from my and presses it against his forehead.
"I meant what I said." He tells me walking away. I know he did but I can't take up his offer. It wouldn't be right for one and I can't stand Alex after what he did to Emma. I have to think after all of this.
"We still need t talk." Harry tells me pulling me away from Liam and Zayn going upstairs.
"I don't care." I say puling away.
"Yes you do!"
"You need to leave."
"I understand now." He tells me frowning. "All these years that you haven't let go of me. It's because you love me and you know it!"
"No I don't!"
"No one can hurt you like I can." I push back his shivering body that was yearning for me. I couldn't hear this anymore, how much I needed him. It's driving me mad. "Norie, why is that?"
"Answer me Norie." He cooed.
"Norie" I don't want to say it. I'm not even if the feelings I am experiencing are mine to experience. I'm not in a state where I have no control over, after seeing Harry after 4 years, I don't know what to think. "Norie."
"Because I love you." I admit as a grin falls over his face. I can't believe I just said that. His hand grabs at me jaw and his lips find mine as I sink into his body. This isn't happening.