Hard To Get (A Janoskian FanFiction)

Deeply

A:N\ Yes ok, heads up! There's an abrupt time jump, as of right now in the fanfic it's Christmas time, okay? This is the last chapter of Hard To Get. ):) I'm excited, but upset that it's ending. There will be an update chapter in a few days, whenever I can finish writing the first chapter of the sequel. :D Ahhhh. In this update chapter, it will give you a sneak peak of what the sequel will be like, and give you all it's information. i.e) title, time period, location etc. Ok well, enjoy the last chapter everyone. Thank you so so much for your support. <3 More to come. Stay fabulous, fanatics. ;)

-Taya, your author. <3

*Christmas Eve*

When I wake up, I don't open my eyes. I'm actually terrified of where I am. Where am I? Honestly, I don't want to know. All I know is I'm on a bed. With a person. And it isn't Beau, because he's on his way here right now. What happened last night? Oh no. Louis' party was crazy. Who knows what might lay in front of me right now? Slowly, I peel my eyes open only to see I'm in a very familiar room. Not mine, but this is the flat. I become concious of where I am and have to clamp my hands over my mouth to stiffle a scream erupting in my throat. I turn my head and look at my bed buddy, only to see the curly hair I was expecting. I carefully take off the blankets, wrapping them around my naked body, and creep out of bed. I know that Harry is a heavy sleeper, so once I'm out of the bed, I dash out of the room, nearly tripping over shoes. I realize they're mine and gather up the clothing I was wearing last night, holding back tears. This isn't good. Beau is going to be here in a matter of  hours. I sneak out of the room and go across the hall to my room. I throw the clothes on the floor and crawl deeper into Harry's blankets. What happened last night definitely happened. "Lila?" I jump halfway across the room at the sound of Liam's voice at my bedroom door. "Are those Har..." He stops, trailing off mid-sentence and his jaw drops. "No." He gasps.

"I don't know what happened last night, Liam. I'm engaged. I woke up naked next to Harry. I don't know what happened." I say, starting to cry. Liam shushes me and closes the door as I sink to the ground in a heap of sorrow and regret.

"Do you remember anything?" He asks, sitting next to me. I make sure I'm firmly covered before shaking my head. "You should probably take Harry's blankets back, then. Maybe he forgot too." I hold on to that one shred of hope. That Harry would forget everything. "We're all making breakfast, so, you should get dressed, return the blankets, and head on out." I nod quickly, remembering that today is Louis' birthday and my friends are all coming out to see me.

"Okay. Thank you, Liam. Don't tell anyone, please, please PLEASE!" I beg him.

"Of course." He says, smiling and giving my cheek a quick kiss before leaving the room. I'm getting cold under these blankets. I throw them off and lock my door before deciding to wear a 3/4 sleeved red dress that falls above my knees. I put on black panty-hoes with it and put my hair in a messy fishtail braid with loose ends all over. It's morning. I don't care. I pick up the blankets and walk across the hall. Without knocking, I step inside the room and see Harry. Completely naked. I quickly look away, setting the blankets on top of him. I turn to leave, but something on his pinky catches my eye. I narrow my eyes at it and my jaw drops when I see what it is. I look down at my left hand and back up at Harry's pinky. Sure enough, my engagement ring is there. I bite my lip and tip-toe over, taking his hand. I try to wriggle the ring off his finger. If I get it, he'll think last night was a dream and there will be no eviden-

"Lila?" I close my eyes tight at the sound of his low, raspy morning voice. "What are you doing, babe..?" He asks, sitting up. I don't glance down south for a good reason.

"I need my ring." I say quietly.

"You're wha...oh! Wow! That actually happened?!" He asks, mostly himself, shocked. "Oh..." He repeats, astonished. He takes the ring off and places it in the palm of my hand. I slip it on my finger and go to the door. Before leaving, I look back at Harry, who has a very smug and satisfied look on his face.