Summer Love (Harry Styles)

Summer Love- Chapter 22

A few days passed and I was finally able to go home! It felt so nice not to be in that hospital!
When Niall brought me home, I ran inside the house and jumped on the couch.
"I'm so glad I'm out of that hell hole." I laughed.

"How about I make you some dinner?" Niall asked.

"Yes! Please! I've been dying for some decent food!" I answered.

"Do you need anything?" Harry asked me.

"No, I'm okay." I answered.

"Are you sure? Cause I'll do anything for you, really."

"Harry, I'm fine." I laughed.

He smiled, "Alright, alright."

"Tomorrow we have a concert! Management just called." Liam called, "It'll be a smaller venue just to keep the hype up about our new album."

"Would you like to come?" Harry asked me.

"Yeah..I'd love to." I answered.
A One Direction concert? Hum...every teenage girls' dream.

"Hey guys, Sasha is coming over for dinner. Can you behave?" Zayn asked.

"Is she the girl we caught you with?" Louis asked laughing.

"What? When did that happen?" Niall asked confused, "Zayn had sex?!"

"You were drunk..." Liam explained.

"Ah, that makes sense." Niall said nodding his head slowly.

"Just please, don't freak her out." Zayn pleaded, "She's cute, I like her."

"This is us you're talking about, Zayn. What makes you think we'll do that?" Louis joked.

"Yeah...I wonder what made me think that?" Zayn rolled his eyes.
Just as he finished his sentence, the door bell rang. Zayn jumped up immediately!
"Oh, it's you." He said when he opened the door.

"Good to see you too, Zayn?" Eleanor replied, stepping into the room.

"Hey, El!" Louis got up and kissed her, "How's my beautiful girl?"

"I'm great, thanks. Niall, what are you making, it smells really good!" Eleanor asked, taking a seat on the armchair.

"I'm making a casserole." He answered from the kitchen.

Zayn kept pacing back and forth, waiting for this girl to arrive.
I decided to get up and comfort him.
"Calm down, she'll be here soon."

"I'm just worried she won't end up liking me and leave." He told me.

"Now why would a girl do that? You're so loveable and cute!" I said, grabbing hold of his cheek.

"I guess s-"
The door bell rang again.
"I'll get it!" Zayn shouted and opened the door.

"Hi, Zayn."
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"Okidoki, dinner is served." Niall said and set down our plates.

"I'm kind of scared to eat this." I whispered to Liam.

"Why?"

"When Niall was still in Mullingar, he was an awful cook." I giggled.

"Now, I'm scared to eat it." Liam whispered back.

"On three...1...2...3" I said and Liam and I ate a little bit.

"Not bad, actually." Liam said out loud.

"What? Did you think it would be?" Niall asked him.

Liam realized he had thought out loud and shut his mouth for a while.
The entire time we ate, I kept catching glances at Harry. We would look to each other, then look away quickly to make sure it didn't seem as if we were staring. At one point we ended up smiling at one another.
When I finished dinner, I thanked Niall and ran up to my room. He had cleaned it from when Jake had attacked me in here.

I ran in Niall's room and grabbed his guitar. I sat on my bed and began to strum. I always wanted to be a singer, just like Niall. I just never did anything to pursue my dream.

♫There's still a little bit of your taste in my mouth. There's still a little bit of you laced with my doubt. It's still a little hard to say what's going on. ♫

I sighed hard and loud in frustration.
I why'd this happen to me? From what I hear, I was madly in love with Harry. I was extremely happy.

I turned to my door. Louis was standing there smiling weakly at me.
"Oh, how long have you been there?" I asked.

"Long enough. That was beautiful, what you sang." He answered.

"Thanks..."

"I'm sorry this happened to you." He said and sat next to me.

"It's whatever..."

"I want you to know that we're here for you." He told me, taking hold of my hand.

"Thanks. I appreciate it." I replied.
Then I remembered something. Me and Louis...having WOAH!

"What's wrong?" Louis asked nervously.

"Oh...nothing. I just remember something..." I started slowly.

"What do you remember, love?" He asked anxiously, "This is great!"

"Well...you and I were uh..." I cleared my throat and felt my cheeks grow warm, "We kinda-"

"Oh." He interrupted, "Wow, uh. Yeah. That happened."
He scratched the back of his head nervously, "I guess it was just an 'in the moment' thing."

I laughed nervously, "At least I'm remembering though, right!"
It was silent for a while, "I think I'm going to hit the hay."

"Yeah same, good night." He kissed my cheek and left the room.
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"I got you wet." Harry laughed.

I rolled my eyes, "You're such a perv."

"Yep, and proud of it." He smirked.

"Come here, pervert." I joked.

Harry put his hands on my waist, pulling me against him. He had a dull expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"You're only here for the summer. This month is already almost over; we have one more month together. I don't want you to leave." He replied.

I sighed, "I don't want to leave either, I want to stay with you."

I grabbed hold of him and hugged him tight, not wanting to let go.

"Please don't go back to Mullingar." He begged.

"I wish I could stay..."

Harry pulled his lips to mine and didn't pull back for a while.
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I woke up confused.

"Hey, are you alright?" Harry came into my room, "I heard you talking in your sleep."

"Yeah..it was just a dream." I answered.

"What about?"

"I...I don't remember..." I replied.

All I know is that it had something to do with Harry. It seemed like a memory, but of course I can't remember.

"I'm fine though." I added.

"Okay, good night." He said, then kissed my forehead and left the room.