choose me

Chapter 13

Hellooo guys!Chapter 13 is here!It'll be in Ellie's POV.I'm sorry for the turn of events.By the way,I know the late late Show is in Los Angeles,but since I'm doing this fiction and therefore controling whatever happens in the story,the Late Late show is in London in this book.Also,James' show started in 2015,but in this book it started earlier.Hope it's not confusing.But you have already seen plenty of things I changed,like the fact that they wrote a whole ass album in a week,wich is impossible,but not in this story.

-G.
xx

Warning: panick attack,swearing.

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Ellie's POV

I woke up by the rays of sunshine through my windows.White curtains?Really?Well atleast it's aesthetic.

I turn over and my eyes widen when I see Harry laying next to me,his head on the pillow next to mine.What is he doing here?

Then I remembered yesterday's events.I did his makeup and then his skin care and he fell asleep.I might have kissed him,just a peck,because his lips looked so pink and soft and inviting.

I look at him for a moment.His curls were everywhere,sticking out on his forhead.He let out little huffs of air now and then.His eyes were shut and his face looked relaxed and angel-like.Honestly,Harry looked like a greek God.His lips,pink,were closed.

I see that while sleeping,we pushed the blankets to our feet and I see his holding his arms around him to be less cold.I slowly get out of the bed and go to his side of the bed.I take the blankets and pull them to his neck.I hear him moan a little from the heat invading him.

I walk to the bathroom in the hallway.I splash my face with water and brush my teeth.I don't really look in the mirror anymore.Looking at my reflection just brings the memories back from that night.

I sigh and I exit the bathroom to get dressed.I walk back in my bedroom and see that Harry is still sleeping peacefully in my bed.

I walk to my closet and open it quietly.I take out a band t-shirt,a big black hoodie and black sweats aswell.I glance at Harry,and seeing that he's still sleeping.I take off my pajamas.Before putting on my clothes,my attention gets caught on the bruises on my tighs and around my breast,where he squeezed without caring about the fact it was hurting.

I felt tears in my eyes.I touch lightly the bruises.Get a grip Ellie.

I hated this.This feeling.I felt violated.I felt exposed to the whole fucking world.I put on a bra and claps it behind my back.

-"Ellie?"I hear a deep voice coming from the bed.Harry.

I hide myself with the clothes in my hands.

-"Sorry.I-I was just,uhm,dressing."i stutter.He was facing me,standing on his elbows.He pushes the blankets off and walks up to me.

-"Why are you crying?"he asks softly.

I lock eyes with his green ones.

-"I-I'm not.I'm not crying."i say quietly.He takes his thumb and gently swaps it over my cheek.

-"You have tears in your eyes."he says and wipes them.

-"Allergies."i say.Gosh,that was the lamest excuse.

-"Right."he says and I know he's not convinced."Thanks for yesterday.I had fun."

-"Yeah,me too."i say,still holding the clothes infront if my stomach.

I see his eyes going down.

-"You still have the bruises."he says sadly.Don't cry Ellie.Don't fucking cry.