Everything Has Changed

Not Now

Harry's P.O.V:

She wouldn't stop smiling ever since I asked her to marry me, which was making me second-guess myself. She's only a teenage girl. An emotional young woman. A helpless romantic. It was too fast, in my opinion. Might as well make her happy, right? I mean, I do have feelings for her, but marriage? Yeah, I shouldn't have said anything.

"Harry?" He whispered, loud enough for me to hear.

"Yes, Kris?" I answered.

"Do you think she'll be okay?"

I hesitated before speaking, all the negativity in the recent happenings made me want to say no. "Y-Yes."

"You're uncertain too, huh?"

I nodded, shifting slightly to get comfortable. "Want to move the pillows? It'll be a little more comfortable." I offered, trying to change the subject.

"Sure, why not?" She replied.

After talking for a while, we kissed eachother and drifted off to sleep.

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"Morning sweetie." I said while Kristen woke up. She groaned and tried falling back asleep. "No, c'mon babe, get ready, brush your teeth or something."

"Ehhhhh leave me alone." she moaned. Might as well let her get beauty sleep.

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"Now, wake up my honey boo boo."

"That's seriously offensive." she replied sternly. We both broke into laughter. I leaned in for a morning kiss.

"Ahahah, no kissing till you brush your teeth, nasty." she said while putting her finger over my lips. She got up and walked outside the room. She was most likely going to the bathroom, or smoking. Just kidding, she doesn't smoke. She doesn't do a lot of bad things. She's like Ed Seeran, smokes, has done drugs, and drinks, when they're depressed. She hardly ever does it though. I don't get why people do drugs and all that. I know you're sad, but, why can't you just talk to someone instead of hurting yourself? I guess I won't know.

Kristen's P.O.V:

I walked out of the room and looked around for a bathroom. I always carried a toothbrush with me in case of anything. I finally found it and walked inside. I brushed my teeth and whatnot. I walked back outside and headed towards the room. Shit. Zayn was walking by at that exact moment. Fuck my life. Kill me now. Calm down. I'll just walk by behind someone. The halls are completely empty. Ugh. I quickly ran by. I felt a sudden tap on my shoulder. Fuck.

"Hey babe. Miss me?" he asked while turning me around.

"Get away from me." I demanded. He grabbed my right hand and kissed it. I quickly pulled it from his grasp.

"Dare or Dare?" he asked. I backed away from him but ot was too late. He quickly shot towards me. His lips crashed onto mine. He wrapped his arms around my waist to make sure I didn't escape from him.

"Rachel!" I heard a farmiliar voice shout. I quickly tried to get away for Zayn but he held me even tighter. I was quickly torn from him by Harry. He grabbed my arm and put me behind him.

"I suggest you stay away from Kristen." Harry said angrily while glaring at Zayn. He gripped my hand, turned around and walked away. We went to Rachel's room and Zayn followed behind. We walked inside and I let Zayn in. Harry obviously didn't like it so he left.

"Woah, Rachel?" he asked surprised. I nodded my head, not wanting to say anything to the jerk that kissed me in front of my boyfriend. He walked over to her and inspected her. "What happened?"

"So now you care?" I snapped.

"Do you want me to leave and not give a shit?" he said a bit angrily.

"Just get away from her. You don't know what she goes through, or do you?"

"All I know is-"

"She's a slut? Stupid, retarded, anorexic, fat, attention seeker? Don't you know words hurt? She gets beat up by my dad everyday. She wears make-up to cover up the bruises. She cuts herself. She's tried to kill herself. And you just make it worse."

"She c-cuts herself? Because of m-me?" he stuttered. I could see he felt bad. I know I sound like a bitch saying this but, he deserves it. He turned away so I couldn't see his face. He started to cry softly. I heard him breathing heavily. He turned back around and wiped his eyes. Okay, I'm gonna admit, I do feel a little bad. I walked over to him and gave him a hug. I rested my head on his chest. He hugged me back, tighter than I had expected him to. We stood there for a while, just hugging. I think this may be the start of something worth my time. Everyone deserves a second chance, right?

"We can never speak of this again." I said and chuckled. He didn't laugh, or even chuckle. I pulled myself out of the hug and walked over to Rachel. She looked like she was in serious pain. Zayn walked over behind me and put his hands on my hips. I was pretty shocked. He put his head on my shoulder to look at Rachel. I smirked a bit. I think I might like him. I think a Lot. But I can't dump Harry, I lo...like him.

"Did her d-dad do this to her?" he asked. I nodded my head. "I feel so bad,I can't explain. Kristen, I've been wanting to ask you something for a while. Do you.....maybe want to...erm...go on a date type thing on Saturday?"

"That sounds sweet, but I uh...have to study for this huge hippo- I mean math test." I lied, obviously. A hippo Kristen, really?! He chuckled to himself. I looked down at his right arm and saw red on it.

"You don't cut yourself too, right?"

"No, it's a tattoo." Of course! The hottest guy at school has a tattoo. It took me two seconds to realize I was thinking out loud.

"It isn't the first, I have a couple others. But they kinda sting."

"Does your mom know?"

"My mom was murdered in front of me when I was three. I can't remember it clearly, I just remember my dad walking in and falling to the floor. He started crying and I knew something was wrong. A couple years ago he told me what happened. I never really felt like I was missing her. I just-I don't know." he explained. A tear slipped down his cheek. I wiped it with my hand. He hugged me and cried into my shoulder. He's taller than me so he had to bend down a bit.

"That must hurt." I said. Well duh Kristen! What would you do if your mom was murdered in front of you?

"Does your mom know your dad abuses her?"

"Umm... no. My mom got arrested and has been in jail since he tried to kill Rachel. Pretty crazy stuff has happened. It's life though, you know?" I explained. He nodded his head and got off my shoulder. He doesn't really deserve any of the stuff he went through, especially as a kid.

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-Angelica