Before She Knew

Chapter 31 - Home Sweet Home

Chapter 31

I knocked on Harry's door and Zayn opened it. "Best of luck," he said that Bradford accent walking out. I watched him walk away and then entered Harry's room. He was just sitting there on his bed. He looked miserable, worse off than me.

"Harry?" I said quietly. He padded down on the bed next to him. I sat down pulling my sleeves over my hands. We sat in silence for a bit, neither of us knowing what to say. All of sudden I had the urge to hug him, and I did. I throw my arms around his neck and buried my head in the crook of his neck. I could feel myself starting to cry and once I started I didn't think I could stop. Harry was silently sobbing too. "Harry I know how you're feeling. But you know what? She lived a great life. And she ended it perfectly, with you. She dreamed of you Harry. Before I even met you guys, Amanda talked about you boys all the time. You guys have inspired her and certainly changed her life. Don't beat yourself up over this. This is not your fault. Please Harry, don't do this. You're just making everyone else so sad. We all love you and want to comfort you but blaming yourself doesn't help."

He pulled back looking at me in eyes, both of his green orbs puffy. He ran his hand through this curly hair and held my hand. "Mind if you sit with me for a bit?" he asked. I nodded and grinned. We sat there for a while. Once in a while he asked about Amanda. What she was like when we were younger, funny things she did. I answered any question he had.

"Are you hungry?" I asked him. He nodded and got up wiping his eyes. We walked out and Niall and Louis were watching TV.

"When did you get here?" I asked Niall. He looked away from the TV.

"I couldn't just hang out by myself at home." He gave me that silly little grin and I rolled my eyes. "Where's Liam and Zayn?"

"Went out with Danielle and Andrea," Louis replied. Andrea must be Zayn's new girlfriend he met a couple months ago, before spring break.

"Want to go eat?" I asked all the guys. They nodded and we went out to Louis' car. Louis and Harry sat in the front. Louis was cracking jokes and I think Harry felt a lot better. He wasnt completely fixed but close to it. I sat in the back with Niall. He had is arm around my waist, whispering in my ear. "You'd know how much I love you right?" I smiled and shook my head at him. I turned my head and inched up to his lips, but barely touching them. This made him put some effert into the kiss too. He grinned and leaned in kissing me. I noticed Louis looking in the mirror.

"No PDA! I'm driving!!" Louis said. I laughed and leaned my head against Niall's, never wanting to leave his side.

After we ate, I said goodbye to Harry telling him to call me if he needed anything. Niall and I left hand in hand and I felt Harry's eyes linger on us. I felt terrible that Niall didn't lose me but Harry lost Amanda. I let go of Niall's hand and walked to the car faster not even bothering to look at Niall. As he got in the car Niall said, "What was that about?"

"Harry, I didn't watch him to feel any worse. He doesn't have anyone and you have me," I said sadly.

"Oh, Harry will be alright. You worry too much babe. He's strong," Niall said patting my hand.

"I hope so Niall, I really do."

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Amanda's funeral would be in America so all the boys and I were flying back this morning. Amanda's mom already flew home to get everything ready. I was happy we were flying on the boys' private plane because I wasn't in the mood for people.

"Ready?" Niall asked grabbing my suitcase. I nodded and we headed out the door to the airport. Harry was a lot better than before and he finally realized it wasn't his fault.

When we landed in America, I drove all the boys to my house since they'd be staying with my mom and I. My mom was happy to have them. I pulled up to my house, a brick ranch. We had 3 bedrooms in the basement for when my relatives stayed with us. The boys all introduced themselves to my mom and headed downstairs.

"This must be Niall, I'm Sarah, nice to meet you," my mom said shaking Niall's hand.

"Yes, nice to meet you too!" Niall said smiling and wrapped his arm around my waist. My mom smiled and asked where Niall wanted to stay.

"Mom Niall can just stay with me, it's not a big deal." She looked doubtful then nodded her head.

I grabbed my bags and rolled my eyes at Niall who laughed. My mom walked away and I showed Niall to my room. It was the same as I left it. The walls were a pretty red and I had a lot of my own artwork on the walls. I guess I didn't really tell Niall I loved art.

"These are wonderful paintings," Niall commented. I put my bag down on my desk and nodded.

"They're mine." Niall looked at me confused.

"You didn't tell me you were good at art?" he said pulling his bag next to mine and leaning up against the wall next to me.

I shrugged, "You never asked." He smiled a cute half smile and leaned his head in closer to me. "Can't do that around my mom... She'd freak out. Kissing leads to sex and sex leads to children." My mom was super overprotective. I had a boy over once to do a project and we weren't allowed in my room at all. We had to stay in the living room. Mind you this boy was hideous.

"Well we've kissed a lot... I don't see you pregnant. And you won't have sex with me." Niall raised one of his eyes and put on a goofy face. I pushed his face away from me and started putting my clothes in drawers, along with his.

"I'll go check on the boys," Niall said before trying to kiss me goodbye. I turned my head and laughed and he ended up kissing the air. He pretend pouted and left. I then head my mom walk in my room.

"Avia? You're okay right? Not depressed or anything? " she said to me with a look of worry on her face. The last time I had to deal with a death was my father and I was very depressed after that.

"Mom, I'm fine really. The boys and Niall really cheer me up. They've taken great care of me," I said.

"Okay... Well if you need anything, anything at all..." she said before I interrupted.

"You'll be there. I know the drill," I said back. She was acting so odd.