Love Is Impossible.

Chapter Eleven. {thou romeo}

~*~*{HarryStyles}*~*~

"WHAT THE HECK DID YOU DO?!!"

"YOU'RE SUCH A JERK, HARRY!!!!"

"CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT?!!"

"GO APOLOGIZE!!!"

Zayn had been constantly shouting at me for the past ten minutes. I'm not saying that he's wrong, he's right. Everything he's been lecturing me about is true, I should apologize. I didn't mean it, what I said. It was a joke and she wasn't supposed to take it seriously. The words slipped out my mouth before I could stop them. Yes, I am a Jerk but, I didn't mean it. I can't do anything right...I'm a mess.

"Harry. Make things right.." Niall whispered to me, while Zayn was pacing back and forth to control his anger. 

"I will, later. I'm going for a nap." I told him. I quickly locked my bedroom door and sunk into my big king sized bed. I'm going to enjoy these next few days..first I gotta clear my head..I'm going insane.

~*~*{ZaynMalik}*~*~

"Can you believe him! Oh My God." I exclaimed. Niall just shook his head, disappointed.

"I'll go talk to her." Niall informed me but, I stopped him.

"No! Let me!!"

Niall looked at me confused.. "Whyyy??"

"Err 'cus...I don't want her to hate me..." I lied.

Niall stared at me blankly for a few seconds, blinked a few times, then burst out into his extremely annoying, yet contagious laugh.

"What's so funny?!" I demanded.

"YOU. You. think. you. can. hide. your. FEELINGS!" Niall snorted, in between laughs.

"What feelings are you on about Niall?!"

"SKYYYY!!!!"

"Suuushhh!!" I hushed him. OhMyDays, he's soo loud and mental sometime okay, why am I lying?! All the time!

"Come thou Romeo lets useh goeth downest stairs to thou Juliet." Niall placed an arm around my shoulder.

"Niall..." I scowled. He just laughed and went down the stairs with me following closely.

"SKYYYY!!!! My darling, Sky!!" Niall greeted Skyla, who was sitting on a swirly stool by the kitchen work top, looking at her iPod.

"Hey Niall, Zayn." She smiled.

"Whatcha doing?" Niall asked, skipping over to her.

"Tweeting."

"You have twitter?! FOLLOW TIME!" Niall said, excitedly.

"No-No! I can't have One Direction following me! I tweet hate about you guys. It'll be soo weird if-"

"Even me?"

"Ohh no. I think people know I like you because of my tweets and dp.."

"Great, so I'll follow you. JUST me, okay?"

She nodded and they did their stuff quietly. I stood in the middle of the kitchen awkwardly. I feel like I'm third wheeling.

"What about me? Can't I follow you?" I found myself saying..oh my..

Skyla's brown eyes met mines and we stayed there for a few seconds before she answered, "erm no. Sorry Zayn. I can't risk people finding out I'm hanging out with One Direction."

"Aw..." I pouted, causing her to smile, revealing her adorable dimples.

"You have dimples!" Niall gasped.

Skyla blushed a cut shade of pink, "Yeah I hate them."

"Why?! They're so cute!!!" I argued.. DID I JUST SAY THAT OUT LOUD?!!

"Thanks Zayn but, I don't see it. It's just something that people talk about. Ohh look that girl has dimples. Aw how cute! Now she can bag any guy..blah blah blah." She rolled her eyes. I'm really starting to love that now.

"That's not the only thing that can help you bag any guy." I told her, oh my-SHUT UP ZAYN!!

"You're just saying that." She laughed, cutely.

"I'm serious. You have beautiful...Err, I'm loosing it, sorry. Excuse me." I mumbled going over to the fridge and opening a can of coke.

My face feels like it's on fire! What the hell have I just done?!  

edited: 20/12/13.