The Year I Stripped For 5 Boys (one direction fan fiction)

Chapter 12

It's been 1 week since I've talked to harry. In one week I've cried 3 times, pulled hair out of my head constantly, bitch to myself, and strip almost everyday.

"You need to get out!" Rya starts complaining to me as I lie in bed. "I don't know" I groan staring at the ceiling. "Midnight ice cream run?" She asks throwing me a sweater. I nod my head and we head out the door in our pjs.

When we get to the car we sign with relief happy we got passed the guards.

She starts up the car and were on our way.

Once we reach Mandies we order 2 scoops of chocolate ice cream and head back to the dorm room.

"How's your dad?" I ask Rya, she hasn't talked about him in a while. "He's getting better! Actually I think he might almost be cancer free! I'm going to visit him tomorrow after school" she says licking the melted ice cream of the cone.

I smile as we enter the room. I notice a note on the floor right as we enter. I pick it up and read it out loud. "Mari I need to see you come to my room" I say and Rya pushes my ass out the door even though I'm still in my pjs.

I walk down the pathway to Harrys room. I stand outside his door and I softly knock on the door. I open the door for no reason and find harry laying in bed. I guess he knew I would come. I'm truly pathetic.

I lay next to him on his bed and put my hand on his chest. His eyes open and he kisses the bridge of my nose. I smile and he looks deep into my eyes. "I'm sorry" I whisper in attempt to not wake up Zayn who is sleeping silently 2 feet away.

"You know what, it's ok-" I shush him "no it's not okay I shouldn't be there and it's not fair to you" I say "you were right, I never even asked you out" he says and closes his eyes. I can't believe he's doing this. He doesn't even care. I get up and go for the door.

I walk out and wait two seconds and harry doesn't come running out the door after me. Tears start spreading across my cheek and I let them.