Once in a lifetime {h.s.} ON HOLD

8. Change your ticket

Writers block is fun
I've literally never heard this song until YESTERDAY AND I LOVE IT so ya here it is it fits better for the end of the chapter
I've spent all week obsessing over Four so it's all I listen to atm

I stood up and brushed myself off. "I'm fine," I say, feeling heat flood my cheeks. Before he can even make eye contact with me I stride away from him, wanting to fall through the floor.

What the fuck was he doing here?

I hide in the bathroom for a few minutes, wanting to disappear, before going back up to our spot. I kept my eyes down on my phone, praying he wasn't on our floor. I don't look up, even after I sat down on the couch and laid my head on Niall's shoulder.

"Heard you had quite a fall." I finally look up when I hear Louis's voice. I wish I didn't. I see Louis pop one of my tater tots into his mouth, but when I glance to my right, I see Harry, hitting a ball off of the deck. I almost choke on air. "Hope you don't mind, I invited a friend, didn't want to be third wheeling all night."

"We're not dating," Niall defends.

"I don't have anyone laying on my shoulder do I?" Louis snaps back, rolling his eyes. I sit up, feeling bad for some reason. Harry comes back and sits next to Me.

"Niall, will you play for me please?" I ask, hoping he'll play in my spot. I didn't feel like embarrassing myself with my shitty golf skills in front of this God in human form. It was different with Niall and Louis. They were my best friends, I felt like I could do stupid stuff like that in front of them. Niall stands up to go hit for me.

"Hi! I'm Harry," he says. God, he was perfect. His warmth next to me, his soft skin, green eyes, longer curly hair, genuine smile.

"Skylar," is all I can say back. I wondered if hanging out with Harry would be a regular occurrence. While I would sell my soul to be friends with Harry, I knew I would find a way to embarrass myself again. When Niall comes back, I feel safe again. Or, safer. At this point, I just wanted the night to be over. I had to live through the rest of this game then I could go home and die. I wasn't sure how to feel about him being here.

I kinda ignored him for the rest of the night. I didn't really talk to anyone, just sat quietly. When we finally finished, I hugged Louis goodbye and to my surprise, hugged Harry as well. Hugging him was amazing. It was full hug, not awkward or anything. It felt so right, like I belonged there in his arms. His scent and his warmth surrounded me, his chest rising against me.

That night, it snowed as Niall drove us home. Even after embarrassing myself, I felt pretty good. When we got home, I watched a few episodes of stranger things before going to sleep. I woke up and saw the sun rising through the window.

I shower and get ready, waking out into the kitchen to find Niall making breakfast. He looked really hot in a pair of sweatpants and no shirt, hair messed up from sleeping, tired blue eyes focused on the eggs on the stove.