Harry+Helen: A One Direction FanFic

Helen is a normal teenager, until the day she meets Harry Styles. Their love takes new hardships as Helen learns how it truly is to date a pop-star. Like dealing with fans, proving her love for Harry to Zayn, and stopping Liam's crush on her. She will have to endure these obstacles for her relationship with Harry. But does she truly want Harry? Read on and find out.


19. Leave it to Zayn


Harry's P.O.V
I nearly died at the sight of Kendall. I held on to a near by stool for support. 
"Mr. Styles, you're breakfast will be ready." Helen said turning away towards the kitchen. 
But not before stabbing me with those eye's I loved.
"Kendall...what. Why are you here?" I asked trying to be polite.
"Couldn't I come see my boo? Harry I've missed you." She pouted. 
I rolled my eyes, "kendall....."
Just then Helen entered the room once more.
"Ms. Jenner, would you love something to eat or drink?" She asked.
I stared blankly at Helen. Why was she acting like this?
"Oh, no thank you. I'm on a diet." Jenner said.
Helen smiled and turned to me, "You sure know how to pick em."
I wanted so badly to follow her into the kitchen. 
"Harry, we need to talk." Kendall said entering the dinning room. 
Great. Kill me now.

Kendall's P.O.V
I stared at him in silence. He was bitting his nails. I would have said how gross that was. But on Harry, it was just so adorable. 
      One of the maids entered and smiled at me. She looked pretty for a house cleaner. I admired her long brown wavy hair. And a gorgeous set of brown eyes. She had the most fullest beautiful lips a girl can die for. Just seeing her made me jealous of her presence with Harry. "Here you go, Styles." She said handing him his plate.
I decided to speak, "Hi. I never got your name?"
She glanced at me, "Helen."
I smiled. Such a nice name.
"Well Helen, uou could be an absolute model." I admitted.
She blushed then frowned, "Nah, sounds like too much for me."
I saw Harry smile up at her. It was a smile a groom does when he sees his bride walking down the aisle. Yes. There was something between them.
"So.....Harry." I said taking his hand.
I saw Helen frown then leave in silence.
"Y-yeah?" He whispered.
"I really want 'us' to happen" I admitted.
He gulped.
"Yum! Is that pancakes!" A blonde Irish boy ran in. 
Followed by a tall muscular boy and......Sophie?
They all froze when they saw me.
Helen entered the room handing the boy I presume was Niall a plate of pancakes. I smiled at her.
She smiled back,"You guys just go ahead and take a seat. Breakfast is coming."

Liams P.O.V
What the hell!? What was Kendall doing here!!! 
Sophie pulled me to the seat across from Harry and to my right Kendall. Oh god. 
"So. Liam, how's it going?" She asked.
I sighed,"Couldn't get any worse"
I feel Sophies eye's on me. But I can't stop. I hate Kendall. 
"Oh. Sucka." She laughs. 
I see Helen come back with Sophie and mine's plate. Just before I can tell her something, Niall beats me.
"Where's Kimmy?" He asked worried
She smiles, "in the kitchen."
She laughs as Niall runs to the kitchen.
I smile knowing she's taking this situation well.
"Helen, why don't you sit?" I ask.
Her face turns white seeing me. 
"No, thank you. But I have work to do in the kitchen." And she's gone in seconds. 
I turned to Harry, "Why is Helen acting like that?"
I saw his green orbs flashed a guilty glance at me, "Helen."
She entered again looking for who had called her. 
We turned and saw Zayn gazing at Helen.
"We. Need. To. Talk." Zayn said and entered the living room with Helen following him.
I saw open mouthed as Helen turned at us, gave us a sad look, and closed the slide door.
The thought of what was going in there......scared me.

Zayns P.O.V
"Helen. You can't stay here any longer." I broke it to her.
She exhaled and nodded, "It's for the best."
I frowned, "Hey, it's not your fault Harry cheated."
She laughed, "But it is my fault that I'm taking this way to calm"
I nodded, "It's Liam, huh?"
She looked at me. I scrowled at her betrayal. 
"What happened?" I said sitting down.
"I made out with him." She said getting way to quiet.
I sighed, "That's my two idiot band mates for you." 
She smiled.
"But.....they don't even love me." She said sooooo calmly.
"Helen, to be honest. They don't know what love is. They're idiots looking for......." I gasped.
She stared at me wide eyed. 
Crap. Way to blow it, Zayn. I thought to myself.
"For what? A fling! Of course! Those assholes! You fucking British boys! I......" she said bursting into heavy sobs.
"Helen...." I said reaching to comfort her.
But she shoved away my hand. My heart slumped. Never before had I felt so sorry. I didn't mean those words, nor wanted to lead to her thinking she was being used. 
"I. Hate. You. All!" Helen screamed into my shoulder before sobbing really hard onto my shoulder. 
I hugged her. This is what she had needed. Closure. A shoulder to cry on. She needed............Seth.
My hands reached for my cell and I texted Niall. I clicked send and pulled Helen off me.
"Sorry.." she began.
"No, I'm sorry. You just stay in here." I said exiting the room. 
I closed the slide door to see all the living souls of the house staring at me. 
"Hi. Now excuse me I need to make a very important phone call." I said taking the piece of paper from Niall. It held Seth's number. He was the only one that could fixed this. She needed him. And I knew he needed her too. 
I went to the kitchen hearing the.phone ring.
"Yes?" A sleepy voice replied.
"Seth? This is Zayn. You know from One Direction?" I asked.
"Zayn! Buddy. Hey, what's up? Is my sister okay?" He asked worriedly.
"Yeah, she's fine. But this includes Helen." I admitted seeing Kimmy enter the kitchen.
She stared at me then silently nodded and walked out.
"Helen? She's still there! Oh my fucking god, Zayn. Please tell me she's not still there." He begged.
I sighed, "She is-"
"WHAT! She's in the same penthouse with that cheater! No, get her home! She doesn't need him.-" 
I interrupted, "Seth. That's the problem. I need you to come get her."
He asked nervously, "oh.....um. why?"
I smiled. I had him where I wanted him.
Well Seth. Get ready to hear my crazy plan to mend a broken heart.

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