Rock Me... 'Cause I'm Torn

This Means War... Babe

I woke up, quickly remembering the events from last night. I looked down at the beauty nuzzled against my chest. I moved my hand that was intertwined with Harry's to stroke Liam's hair. Just as I my hand was about to touch his hair, someone slapped my hand away.

"OW!" I complained.

"Shhh! You're going to wake up Liam!" Harry whispered.

"What was that for?" I asked, glaring.

"You know why," he said glaring back.

"No, I don't know why."

"Don't act stupid with me, Tomlinson!"

"You should kno-" I was about to finish my retort but Liam's whining cut me off.

"Guys, be quiet! Let me sleep, go fight somewhere else," He whined while he turn to his stomach.

"Sorry, love. Lou and me will go make breakfast. Right, Lou?"

"But- ugh! Fine! Come down when you feel like it, Li. Okay?"

He just nodded. I was basically dragged out of the room by Harry. Once we got downstairs and into the kitchen, he let go of me.

"I know about your feelings toward Liam!" He accused.

"Really? What kind of feelings? Enlighten with your wise curls."

"Stop with the sass. I know you still like him!"

"And if I did? How does that affect you? Hmm?"

"Be- because... um...you're- you're my boyfriend! Yeah!" He yelled while pointing a finger at me.

“Bullshit! You still like Liam!"

“So do you!"

“Ahh! So you admit it! You still like him!"

“What? No! I mean yes! Ughh!” He hit his head against the refrigerator. I felt bad and went behind him and put a hand on his shoulder. He turned around and looked at me in the eye.

"It's okay, I still like him too," I whispered.

"What do we do?"

"What do you mean?" I asked confuse. He just rolled his eyes and hit me in the head. Okay, forget what I said about feeling bad.

"I'm going to fight for him,” Harry said simply.

"What?"

"I'm going to fight for Liam. This could be my only chance."

"WHAT! Are your curls crazy?! He's not even gay!"

Harry shrugged as if it that detail wasn't important.

You are doing no such thing!"

He just smirked. "What’s wrong Boo-Bear? Scare of a little competition? You're not even going to try to fight for him?" He asked in a baby voice.

Oh, hell no. "You're on!" I went over to him, grabbed his hand and shook it.

"So... um, does this mean we're over?" He asked awkwardly, letting go of my hand.

I rubbed the back of my neck. "Um, I don't know. I mean I like you, almost as much as Liam, I do like like you,"

"Yeah, I like like you too," He smiled.

"So, we're not going to break up?"

"Nope."

"But, we're going to fight against each other for Liam's heart?"

"Yep."

"Man, we have a weird relationship," I said and began laughing, Harry joining quickly. He came over a planted a kiss on my lips, me kissing back.