Butterfly ✿ h.s.

Chapter ✿ 10

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Holly's POV

The first thing I feel the next morning is hot breath on my face. I hear the soft snores of Zayn coming from my left, but the breath continues. I crack open one eye to find another green one staring into it. 

"Harry?" I croak.

"What.Are.You.Doing." His voice is so deep and so growly that it immediately makes me sit up straight. Harry is on his knees, and it's clear he just woke up. His normally curly hair is dishevelled, and he is shirtless, his normally sea green eyes are now dark green. 

"What do you mean?" 

"Why are you here with him?" 

"I couldn't sleep and neither could he so we talked and then we..." I shrug, trailing off. 

"Did he do anything to you?" 

"What? No!" I exclaim. "Harry it is none of your business what I do and Zayn definitely did not try anything with me." 

"What's this?" Zayn's morning voice cuts into our conversation as he rolls over. 

"Harry is angry." I state, staring at Harry. 

"Why? Taylor write another song about him?" Zayn chuckles softly but stops quickly once he notices Harry's expression. "Sorry." He mumbles. 

"I need to talk to you now." Harry fumes. 

"Okay," I start, but he cuts me off. 

"No. Not you. Zayn." Harry stands up and walks to the bathroom and Zayn hesitantly follows him. As soon as the bathroom door clicks shut, the yelling starts. It starts soft, but gradually grows louder as the argument gets more heated. I make the decision to leave, picking up the pillows and duvet and placing them back where I found them. As I'm exiting the room, something catches my eye that makes me turn back. A leather notebook is sitting on Harry's bedside table, and is left wide open. I slowly move closer, just to read whats written on the page. 

"Don't let me

Don't let me

Don't let me go

'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone"

Is scrawled in Harry's familiar writing across the page. I try to read the rest of it but the bathroom door is thrust open by an angry looking Zayn. I quickly jump away from the book and walk over to him. 

"Is everything okay?" I ask. 

"I... I don't know. Something's up with Harry and I don't really know whats causing it."

"It could be Taylor?" I offer. 

"That's what we all think. There is a general consensus that no one likes her but it dosen't matter how many times we tell Harry she's not good for him, he keeps going back to her and I think it's hurting him." 

" Well whats he doing now?" 

"He's having a shower. He was so angry, and he hardly ever gets angry." 

"Well maybe I should go then." 

"You don't have to!" Zayn quickly responds. 

"I don't want to intrude. Anyway I'll see you down at breakfast." Zayn extends his arms and I shuffle forward so that I am pressed against him. I wrap my arms around his torso and he does the same, squeezing me tightly. After a few moments, I step back. 

"Just.. please make sure he's alright?" 

"I will." Zayn nods, and I pull open the door to the hallway and walk back to my room. Inside the room the shower is running so I quickly get changed into a cream logo top and some ripped skinny jeans. Once the  noise of running water stops, I walk into the bathroom. 

"Where were you?" Poppy exclaims.

"I was in Zayn and Harry's room," 

"Why?"

"Well last night I couldn't sleep so I hung out with Zayn for a bit."

"Oh okay." Poppy runs out of the bathroom, and two seconds later she comes back in fully dressed in a skull singlet and black skinny jeans. "Did anything happen?" 

"Not really, I just told Zayn about my... situation." 

"Oh." She flips her hair upside down and quickly blowdries it. 

"And he was okay with it?" 

"Of course he was." I begin to do my makeup, just applying some light foundation and some mascara. 

"Anything else happen? I heard shouting this morning, thats what woke me up." 

"Well something did happen..." 

"Tell me!" 

"Well Zayn and I fell asleep together because we were talking." I stop suddenly because  Poppy raises her eyebrow. "What?"

"Talking?" 

"Yes talking. Anyway and Harry woke us up and he was really angry, and him and Zayn got in a fight about it."

"That seems weird. Niall tells me that the boys hardly ever fight. Something must really be up." 

"I don't know it just feels weird."

"Well how about I ask Niall today if he can get some information?" Poppy offers. 

"That sounds good. Zayn did mention that Taylor may be behind this." 

"Taylor." Poppy spits. I quickly swipe some lipgloss over my  lips. 

"Ready?" I walk back into the room and slip on my boots, Poppy doing the same once she's finished her makeup. 

"Okay lets go." I spray myself with perfume before following her out the door, letting it shut behind me. 

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OKAY thats another one (haha) srry if u found this boring but the nest chapter will be D-R-A-M-A so you were warned. 

All the lurve 

Em x