Rock Me(A One Direction Love Story)

Chapter 5 Dangerous Territory and Jealousy

You walk down the stairs and peek around the corner. Harry jumps up and walks over to the stairs. You walk back into the bedroom and you sit down. Harry sits dying for an answer. You look at him and walk over to where he’s sitting. “Harry,” you say quietly, “I am willing to forgive you, but I will never forget what you’ve done to me.” He looks away, “I know what I did has scarred you, but I won’t ever do it again.” You nod your head, “I trust you.” Harry grabs your arm and pulls you in for a hug, and you almost resist but he doesn’t let you so you start crying because his hug feels like home. You feel complete at last. You feel like you can finally breathe again just because of his touch. You feel like everything might start to get better, and you might be okay again, so you hold on to him with all you’ve got, and in that moment, the past year and a half doesn’t even matter to you, all the matters is right now, because you’ve got him, and he’s got you and you two are finally reunited. He holds you for what seems like forever until there’s a knock at the door, and you both see it’s Niall. “Uh I just came to see if you two might want something to eat, a couple of us are going to the local bakery to get some pastries. Want anything?” “Surprise me,” you say happily. Harry looks back at you and mumbles, “No thanks, mate, I’ve got everything I need right here.” You both smile at each other as Niall closes the door. You and Harry talk for a good 45 minutes before you can barely keep your eyes open. You yawn and Harry laughs, “Sleepy, love?” “A little,” you murmur softly. “I still can’t believe you’re here, ____.” You smile, “Yeah, it’s kind of hard for me to understand too.” Then Harry frowns. “Why are you frowning?” “We don’t have enough time together because you’re going to camp.” “Well, I didn’t think I’d be running into my old best friend, or I would’ve come sooner.” Harry looks at you suddenly, “Old best friend?” You sit up and let go of his hand, “Harry, it’s going to take me a little bit to get used to the idea of us being best friends again.” Harry sighs and sits up, “Yeah, I know, I was hoping though.” “I know you were, but you hurt me,” you say as you get off his bed. “I said I was sorry,” Harry raises his voice. You look at him shocked and then you turn to leave. “Don’t leave me,” he says. “I’m thirsty,” you say as you walk out and close the door behind you. You hear him groan with defeat. Maybe this wasn’t as easy as you had both thought.

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 You walk downstairs and get a lemonade. You see Zayn sitting on the couch watching Food Network. You sit down on the opposite side of the couch. You look over at him and try to make conversation. “So you like this channel?” He looks at you, turns off the tv, gets up, and walks outside while lighting a cigarette. You sigh and sit in the quiet until someone breaks the silence. “Don’t worry about him, love, he’ll come around.” Louis comes over and sits next to you, turning on a random show. He offers out his arm and you scoot closer and rest your head on his shoulder. Then he slowly starts to run his fingers through your hair and hums a Coldplay song. You yawn and fall asleep. *30 Minutes Later* “BREAKFAST IS HERE!” You hear shouting and your eyes flutter open. You get up and see everyone gathered around the island chomping down on pastries of all kinds. You look around for Harry, but he’s not there. You grab a random pastry and El hands you a glass of milk. You look for a place to sit, but the only available place is next to Zayn. You look over at it but then notice Zayn is looking at you with a smirk on his face. He doesn’t think your brave enough to sit next to him, but you make your way over and plop down. He finishes his pastry then stomps out. The room is quiet now, so you take the opportunity to ask, “Why does Zayn hate me so much?” Everyone kind of looks around silently until Niall burps. The girls start squealing and the guys start laughing, but somehow you can’t join in the fun. You look out to Zayn who seems to be watching you. He turns away as soon as you make eye contact. “Hey, _____, take this up to Haz for me will you?” “Uh yeah sure,” you say as you grab the pastry. You walk up the stairs and knock on his door. No answer. You slowly open the door and you see him asleep on his bed. You set the tray down beside him and you’re about to leave but he whispers your name and you look at him. “Stay with me?” You know you are about to get in dangerous territory. You and Harry haven’t snuggled in a long time. “Harry, I can’t.” But he doesn’t take no for an answer so you slowly climb in with him. You both look at each other for a while until he starts to drift off. You start to play with his curls and you laugh because he looks adorable when he sleeps. You hear someone coming upstairs so you close your eyes and pretend you’re asleep too. The door opens. “What the crap?!” “Zayn, shut up! They’re sleeping.!” “I thought they hated each other,” Zayn says loudly. “Well they’re trying to work it out,” says Liam. You hear footsteps walk away, but you think you hear someone say, “That should be me,” as they close the door.