Rock Me

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen-
I was in the middle of a dilemma. I was beginning to feel guilty about allowing Zayn to take away my first kiss, instead of my in some way shape or form- boyfriend Harry. He was in a way my boyfriend, though he hadn't officially asked me to be his, it still counted right?
I was thinking about telling Harry of me and Zayn's moment, if not all the moments we've shared of just captivation when staring into one another's eyes. But mentally i was also slapping myself for thinking of doing such a thing.

I couldn't help but want to do it. I just wanted to tell Harry straight up i had a small crush on Zayn, but i was more attracted to him than the bad boy of the college that everyone hated.
But then i would be lying.
It was in fact the opposite way around, i had a crush on Harry, but was more attracted to Zayn. The large amount of disappointment i was feeling was too much for me to bare, not when Harry was being nothing but sweet, kind, and being the nicest gentlemen i have ever come across in my whole seventeen years on the Earth. 
Me and Harry wandered down the corridors to the dining hall, and my eyes instantly wandered the faces to find the one which was Eleanor's. Eventually i found her, and we walked over standing on the opposite side to the table as she nibbled on some fruit slices, Louis nodded as his general 'Hello', but Eleanor ignored our presence and continued doing her own thing as if we were nothing but air. "Eleanor, can i talk to you?" I asked trying to show my sadness in my tone. 

"What about?" She asked flicking her hair over her shoulders. Not in an uptight way, it's what she does. 

"You know what.." I shrugged trying not to come across as rude, or stubborn, or bitchy. She quickly raised and dropped her shoulders, standing from her seat and walking around the table to my side. Harry shuffled over to Louis, catching up with him after the few days they were separated, and i turned to Eleanor softening my expression. "I'm sorry, Eleanor." I almost whispered, feeling my throat gain a knot within it's walls half way down. "I really am sorry. I was only trying to help, and i didn't realise what i was doing was wrong until it was too late. You were one of the very first few i befriended here, and i don't want to lose you over something as stupid as a guy. Please forgive me?" I pleaded untangling her hands from her crossed arms and squeezing gently as she avoided eye contact. She finally looked up, a smile creeping on her lips as she nodded in acceptance. We practically jumped into a hug as we tightly kept our grasp as if it had been years. 

"I'm sorry too. I shouldn't of been so quick to judge your actions." She answered as we pulled apart. She twirled a piece of my hair playfully as she gave an apologetic look, i nodded in response, then snapped my head to Louis, Harry, and Niall-who seemed to of materialised within a few moments- who were faking tears and applauding us childishly. 

"Brava! Brava!" Louis exclaimed wiping his dry cheeks. 

Me and Eleanor just exchanged confused looks, and took our seats opposite from the boys. "So, we're all ok then i'm guessing?" Niall asked in his cute Irish accent, munching on a sandwich of some sort. 

"Yeah." I nodded as Eleanor agreed. 

"Good. So what film are we going to see on Friday? I really wanna see that new one, you know the house in the street or something?" He added excitedly. 

"Never heard of it." Harry shook his head pouting. 

"Come on, you must have! It's being advertised everywhere!" Niall held his arms out, looking to us all who still had no clue. 

"Do you mean the house at the end of the street?" Eleanor asked raising an eyebrow. 

"Yeah that's it!" Niall pointed to her and took a large bite of his sandwich. 

"Well, no wonder no one knew of it. You gave us the wrong title!" Harry groaned nudging him.  

"Sorry!" Niall replied with a mouthful of bread.