Am I Still The One? (COMPLETED)

Lydia and Harry were the best of friends until Harry Left to audition for the X-Factor. For years he never contacted her, just ignored her. Now he's back, and trying to make up for what they lost. But when rumors go spinning, so does Lydia's head. Can she ever really trust him not to betray her again?


7. The Tree House

 Harry's P.O.V.

       "Louis, this is Lydia." I smiled. Louis grabbed her hand, and pulled her into a hug.

       "Pleasure to meet you, babe!" He said hugging her tight. After a moment, he let her go, "I can see what Harry has fallen for you. I've heard only great things! Maybe you've heard good things about me to?" He winked. Why did he emphasize "fallen"? And why would he wink? He couldn't be trying to flirt with her. He wouldn't do that to Eleanor. Would he?

        "Oh of course!" She replied, "And I can see why he hangs out with you so much." She emphasized "hangs". Was she flirting back? I grabbed her arm, and pulled her away from him. 

       "Let's go meet the other boys." I muttered to her.

       "You okay?" She asked, concerned.

       "Peachy." I snapped back. I heard her giggle behind me and she held onto my arm. What was so funny? Didn't she know that this made me a bit frustrated? I walked her over to the pool table. Over there was Zayn and Liam. I watched as Zayn leaned down, lining up the stick with the ball.

        "Zayn?" I asked for his attention.

        "Not now!" He growled. He continued to line up the stick. He finally shot the ball, almost hitting the pit, but not quite. He pounded the table with his fists in frustration, "Shit." He muttered. Liam's head fell back, laughing.

        "Zayn, Liam, this is Lydia." I introduced. Zayn looked at me, then Lydia. He smiled, and pulled her into a hug.

        "So nice to finally meet you!" He smiled. When Lydia was finally released, Liam hugged her too. 

        "We've heard so much about you." He said, letting her go.

        "Uh oh." Lydia joked.

       "Where's Niall?" I asked. 

        "Kitchen I think." Zayn said, returning to the game. I grabbed Lydia's hand and walked over to the kitchen. When we walked in, Niall was no where to be seen. That was rather odd. I walked back into the front room, and sat on the couch with Lydia. She hadn't said much since we got there.

        "Well, what do you think of the lads?" I asked her. 

        "They all seem very lovely!" She answered, giving me her bright, wonderful smile. I leaned in and kissed her cheek. 

         "Jeez, get a room!" Louis shouted from behind us. He ran in, and jumped on the sofa across from us. Liam and Zayn came and sat down beside me, followed by Niall. Niall quietly walked and sat down next to Louis. I noticed something about Niall. His eyes were fading red, and swollen a bit. He had been crying. I was about to ask what was wrong when Louis started talking.

    "So, you guys like my new flat?" He asked us.

    "Love it!" Zayn said.

     "Brilliant!" Liam replied. Niall kept quiet, eyeing the ground.

      "Why don't you tell them why you got this place?" I laughed. Louis grinned from ear to ear.

      "Because Harry spends most of his time here!" Louis blurted out. We all laughed, except for Niall, "I was thinking of getting a tree house in the back yard." Louis was now looking directly at me. I was about to ask why in the world would he want a tree house, when he started speaking again, "I thought it would be a nice place to hang," Hang? Tree house? He didn't know . . . He couldn't. . . There was absolutely no way, "Harry, likes tree houses. Isn't that right, Harry?" Louis winked at me. I heard muffled giggles from Lydia next to me. I looked at her, confused. She was trying so hard to contain herself.  No, no, no, I repeated in my head. I felt my cheeks warm up. No doubt that they were bright red by now.

        "How do you know about that?" I demanded, getting off of the couch. Louis fell back on the sofa, laughing so hard. Lydia stopped trying to contain her laugh, and just let it out, "You told him?" I questioned her, "No, wait. You couldn't have. You were with me the whole time." She continued to laugh, but a little harder.

          "What's going on?" Zayn asked.

         "Harry, tell me the joke!" Liam whined.

        "Yeah, Harry! Tell them what's so funny!" Louis joined in, between laughing.

        I looked at Lydia. She had stopped laughing by now, but she had a huge grin plastered on her face, "I don't know how you did it, but I know you told him," I said. Her smiled grew twice as big, as if she were proud of herself, "You're going to regret it." I reminded her. The smile just stayed on her face. I took a deep breath and turned to the boys, "They're laughing about something that happened a long time ago."


          "Harry?" Dee called. I laughed quietly to myself from behind the bush. She would never find me here. A minute or two passed when I quickly stuck my head up to see if the coast was clear. I quickly darted across the backyard to Dee's very large tree house. I scrambled to climb in, and ducked inside just before Dee came back. She looked around confused, and then folded her arms. 

         "Styles! If you don't come out, I'm never EVER going to talk to you again." She pouted. Even in the awkward preteen stage, she was still pretty cute. I leaned my head out the window, trying to get a better look. I watched as her eyes grazed the whole back yard. She had already checked the tree house, so I knew she wouldn't look here again. Her face lit up when she saw the bush I was previously at. I watched as she tip-toed towards the bush, before popping behind it. "Gottcha!" She shouted, but then was disappointed to see no one was there. 

         I couldn't contain my laughter. I was laughing so hard, I wasn't aware that I was still leaning out of the tree house. I let go of the railing, and lost my balance. I quickly tried to reach for support, but it was too late. I was falling. I tried my best to grab on to something, anything, but it was no use. One second I felt myself falling, the next I felt a tug from the back. I opened my eyes, and realized I hadn't hit the ground. I was hanging from one of the nails right outside the tree house. My belt loop had caught it before I fell all the way down. That didn't stop me from freaking out, though.

        I screamed for help, and Lydia rushed over. At first she looked worried, but then she laughed a bit.

     "What's so funny?! I need help!" I demanded.

      "I thought the heart boxers where only in T.V. shows." She said in her cheery American accent. I turned around and sure enough, my boxers were visible. My face turned red with embarrassment. Soon my mum and Jessie came out, and helped me down. Later that  day, I made sure Lydia would never tell a soul what happened that day. 

        "Fine!" She agreed, "But if I do, it must have been because I would have died if I didn't. Therefore, you can't hold it against me!"

         I nodded in agreement, and we ran back inside.


        The boys were laughing hysterically by the time I finished the story. Even Niall  cracked a smile.  Liam was the first to speak, after everyone had finally calmed down.

        "Do you still have those boxers?" He asked, which resulted in the boys laughing again. 

         I sat back down, and Lydia wrapped her arms around my arm, and rested her head on my shoulder.

         "I'll get you back for this." I whispered, and kissed her forehead.

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