My Complicated Life! (AU Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 58:

A/N: So everyone has been asking for Harry and Eva to end up together and others want Jake and Eva to get together, so I have a quote that I saw the other day that was perfect…

 

“Good books don’t give up all their secrets at once” – Stephen King

 

So with ^^ that being said…. I have this story all planned out, so you will all have to continue to read to find out who Eva choses…etc… Patience’s!!!

 

Enjoy this chapter :D

Eva’s POV

I hear the front door open and close, my eyes shoot open, and see no one standing in the door way. I sigh in relief until I realize I’m practically lying on top of Jake. My head is on his chest, my hand is resting on his stomach, his arm is wrapped around my back, and our legs are intertwined. How the hell did we end up like this? The last thing I remember is watching SpongeBob with my head resting near his shoulder, but not on it. I slowly sit up, hoping not to wake him, but I fail and his eyes shoot open.

“Hey.” He smiles weakly once he sees its me. I push myself away from him “Morning.” I run my hands through my hair.

“Sleep well?” He sits up, his back leaning against the armrest. His morning voice is sexy as hell… what no I can’t think about him like that!

“Yeah, I guess.” I look at the clock and see it’s eleven in the morning. I glance at the coffee table and see a note with Niall’s handwriting on it.

Eva,

I didn’t want to wake either of you hehe, so I wrote this instead!

Holly called asking me to come over, and since Jake is with you I figured you would be fine ;) If you need me to come home just call or text me and I’ll come right back, but you have to let me know… Love you and see you later.

–Niall.

 

“Niall?” Jake asks.

“Yeah, he went to be with Holly—she is a bit shaken up.” I tell him.

“I think we all are.” He tells me.

“What do you have for breakfast or well brunch?” He laughs softly.

“Nothing, we were supposed to go shopping today—“ I trail off. I’m not in the mood to go grocery shopping right now.

“What if I go to the bakery down the street?” Jake offers.

“I’m not really that hungry.”

“Humor me—what would you like form the bakery?” He smiles.

“Surprise me.” I shrug.

“Blueberry or chocolate?” he raises an eyebrow.

“Blueberry.”

“Okay, I’ll be right back—unless you want to come with me?”

“I don’t really want to go and I don’t want to be left alone, but I’ll stay and call my dad.” I ramble.

“What did he say last night when you called and told him?” I asked, suddenly remembering I asked Jake to call him.

“He was glad you’re okay and that Jimmy is dead, but he wants to fly up here and stay here for a while.” He tells me.