Bleeding Love...

Chapter 6 ~ Janelle

Author's Note

let me know what you think of the chapter in the comments below! I need some critics and I know there's a lot of you out there xD. And please VOTE! It helps me know I'm not just doing this for my own entertainment.. lol.

What should that couple ship name be for Harry and Janelle? Janarry? Hanelle?

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We walked in silence father and farther away from our cabin. I secretly wanted him to just grab me by the shoulder and kiss me but that would never happen since Harry had just confirmed that the only reason he kissed me was because of all the beer he had consumed the night before. But something told me otherwise. Something told me that Harry did kiss me for real. He did tell me last night that he wanted me.

I couldn't sleep after what Harry did to me. It was like my body was paralyzed from not being able to close my eyes. I kept thinking about it. I kissed him back, but only for a short while. I didn't want him to keep going and maybe bring it to the next level. Me being a shy girl and all, I wasn't ready for that level just yet.

I looked over at Harry. His face was hidden behind his brown curls as he looked straight at the ground. Usually when Harry wouldn't talk for a long time, there was something that was upsetting him, and this was one of those occasions.

"What's wrong, Haz?" I ask nudging his shoulder with mine. He looked up at me and smiled, small dimples appearing on his face. "Nothing, why do you ask?"

A frown comes across my face, "Harry, every time you're upset, you look at the ground and don't say anything for an extremely long amount of time. What's going on?"

Harry's vision switched off me, and he looked into the distance; watching the ocean. Once again, he didn't say anything, and I felt as if he wasn't going to. But, he finally broke the silence. "I just feel that the person I love most, I'm losing."

It was the most serious thing Harry has said in months, maybe years. He never really liked cheesy girly talks like these, but now, the ice broke and I got deeper into his heart. "Well, we all have that happen at some point in our life. We can't keep them hostage forever."

"But the sad part is," Harry spoke up fast, "I've known her for quite some time, and I don't want her to go away just yet." He looks at me with his green eyes, sincerity covering them.

"So," I said, "It's a she?"

"Yeah, she's amazing."

"Who is it?" I asked with curiosity. I didn't know Harry had someone special in his life. Did he meet her on tour? He's never really mentioned a new girl coming into his life. "I'll never tell. But, you'd love her. She's a lot like you."

I smile, not pushing him any longer. "Well, I'd love to meet her sometime." He gave me a friendly smile back and this time he didn't bow his head, he kept looking front.

"Should we be heading back now?" Harry asked, noticing that we're far from the cabin now. I nod and we walk back with utter chatter.

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"Oh my gosh, Janelle! Where have you been?" Niall exclaimed, running to me giving me a hug.

"Thanks for worrying. I'm fine, thank you." I said wrapping my arms around Niall. He let go and and smiled at me.

"So, are you going to make lunch or are you just going to stand there?" He pokes my stomach and I let out a small shriek, giggling. I walk over to the pots and pans and decide to cook something up.

"Need any help?" Harry asks walking up behind me. I tensed at first, feeling his hot breath so close behind me. Bringing up memories from last night. Harry let's out a chuckle, "Ha, I love seeing you do that."

"Do what?" I ask, slightly raising the pan, popping my hip out while I face Harry's direction, looking face to face at him. "Whenever you get nervous, you're nose scrunches up."

I let out a laugh, "Yes, you can help me. Grab some tomatoes out of the fridge, will you?"

He nods, smiling and does what I tell him to do. Every time Harry smiled back at me, it was just like my life became even better. My heart would flutter, my stomach would drop and I can't help but give a shy smile back. It was like he controlled me.

But I kept wondering who this mystery girl was. And why would I like her so much. For some odd reason, jealousy arose in me. I wanted to be that girl but I know I wasn't. I was never that girl to anyone. No one ever wanted to be around me, they never wanted someone like me as theirs. And that's what scared me.

I felt like I was going to be alone for the rest of my life. For 18 years of my existence, I've never had one boy to ask me out. That's why I fell for One Direction. Hoping, dreaming that one day, just one day one of them would ask me to be theirs. The only thing I got from being with the boys, was that they're my best friends. Which is completely fine with me, but I was still hoping Harry would like me more than just another fan or another friend he had.

And when Harry told me he wanted me, and the kissed me, it gave me hope. But all that hope was crashed down when I realized he was drunk and didn't know what he was doing.

"I got two tomatoes out," Harry spoke, interrupting my thoughts, "I'm guessing we're making spaghetti?"

I nod, "Yup, so make that special tomato sauce!"

"Don't tell me what to do!" He says in a terrible American accent, then chuckles, "Okay, okay. I'll do it. But only 'cause you asked me to."

We prepare the meal and then set it on the small dinner table we were given.

Liam, Danielle, Zayn and Niall went into the living room to watch some comedy with their food, while Louis, Dayna, Perrie, Eleanor, Harry and I sat at the table.

"This is really good." Dayna compliments.

Harry and I both look at each other, and nod, "Thanks!" Both replying at the same time. Silence came over the table, everyone chewing and sipping their drinks.

Then, Louis makes an unbearable remark, "You two should date." Harry and I both practically spit our food out, his eyes growing big, "What?" He states, coughing slightly.

"Oh c'mon," Eleanor starts, "You'd look so cute together!" Harry and I try not to make any awkward eye contact, but we fail. Our cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

"You two did kiss. " Perrie adds on, bringing even more horrifying information. A wave of red hit my face, covering every pale spot. "They did? Oh my god, that's so cute." Dayna says.

Once again, I thought to myself, what kind of people was I friends with?