It's now been 2 days and I'm living with Harry and the rest of the boys again, but obviously ignoring basically everything they say.
So like every other day, I'm sitting in my room on skype with Conner. "So what's the news?" I asked him. The only reason we're skyping is because he's at home with his mum 2 hours away.
"I'm going on holiday to Magaluf for 2 weeks." He said dully.
I just smiled, trying not to show my annoyed state. "Oh..." Was all I mumbled, he just nodded. "I gotta go." I shut the laptop screen down and threw a pen at the door and groaned loudly before throwing myself down onto my bed and burying my head into my pillow, I shouldn't be annoyed but he's going to Magaluf, things always happen there.
"Han!" Harry came rushing into my room, I sat up and glared at him for invading my privacy. "I heard... Never mind." He shook his head and sat on the bed in front of me. "What happened?" He placed his hand on my knee.
This will turn into another brother/sister talk, I can feel it. "Conner's going to Magaluf for 2 weeks." I said confidently with a cocky smile. "And I know what happens in Magaluf so don't try and tell me he won't do anything." I snapped and looked down, feeling bad for reacting like that.
"I was going to tell you something else... " He began. I motioned for him to hurry up, being the curious shit I am. "I bought you an apartment in the Shard." I felt like my jaw dropped to my knees. "Say something then?" He laughed.
Before he could even breathe I jumped on him and kissed him all over his face whilst hugging him tight. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!" I squealed in his ear, probably making him deaf. I pulled away and looked at the huge grin on his face. "I'll pay you back every penny, I promise!"I said seriously.
"No you won't because it's going to have a spare room that I can use whenever I want to. Understood?" He smirked. I slowly nodded, not wanting to give in. "Good, now give me a hug because I need one." He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me with me hugging back. "You need to pack, you're moving out tonight." I gasped and jumped off him and began to frantically run around my room, pulling out boxes and packing things.
Liam walked into my room as I was putting my perfumes and smelly things into one of the boxes. "Hey, can we talk?" He mumbled whilst closing the door. I nodded and sat down on the floor and when he joined me I seen the sad look on his face. "Niall wanted to come and see you about this but he knew you wouldn't talk to him." I give up, I stood up and carried on like he never said anything about him. "Come on Hanna, you can't block it out forever."
I sighed and threw the box down onto the bed. "Liam I don't want this as much as he does but he was the one who did something wrong, not me. So tell him to stop trying to get to me and make me feel more guilty than I already do when I haven't done anything!" My voice cracked and I started crying.
He walked over to me and cradled me in his arms. "You need to talk to him, Han." He whispered in a soothing voice. I just nodded.
"Harry, it's amazing!" I breathed in the newly scent of paint as I walked around my new apartment with everything unpacked and sorted out. He just stood there with the hand on the back of his neck, looking nervous for what he was about to say. "What?" I asked dully.
"Niall's coming round, you's need to talk. I'll go, just... Be nice." He mumbled and left before I should say another word in protest.
It's like 1am and I'm tired but I still have to talk to Niall, great. Just then there was a knock on my door so I slowly slumped over and opened it to see Niall standing there.
"Look, you don't have to say anything but I do... I cant feel worse than I do right now, knowing that you hate me is killing me inside and I'm soo soo sorry. Hanna all I'm asking is friends, nothing more, nothing less, just friends?" He begged, still standing outside the door. I nodded slowly, giving in to my own self emotions. "And I'm sorry for trying to kiss you the other day, it was wrong." He mumbled.
"Come in.." I stated awkwardly, pushing to the side to let him in. Once I shut the door I spun around and hugged him tightly. "I'm so sorry." I whispered.
For the next 2 hours we spent talking about random things, sitting on my new black sofa. "Can I try something? And I'm sorry for asking to do this..." He asked awkwardly. I slowly nodded my head, being too tired to answer him, then he came closer. And closer until our lips grazed each others but he pulled away so fast it was gone. "Sorry, I shoul-" I cut him off by grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him back and kissing him, he kissed back with all the passion I had but ten times stronger.
I was wrong, it was just as powerful as mine and Conner's kiss, if not more. Holy shit what do I do?