Chapter 9:
:LANEYS POV:
I wake up, and Harry is sitting up in his bed, texting.
"Good morning, beautiful, how do you feel?" He asks, noticing I am awake.
"Better." I reply, forcing a smile.
"Want to go eat with the others? You woke up earlier than I expected." Harry asks. I nod in reply, rolling to the side of my bed and planting my feet on the cold floor. Harry gets up and gets ready as well.
I hear a knock at the door. I open it to find Zayn standing there.
"You're up? I was just coming to see how you're doing." Zayn explains, smiling down at me.
"I feel better. Thanks for everything Zayn." I reply, scanning over my bruised arms. Zayn brings me into a hug. Then Harry appears around the corner, and we all leave the room together.
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We step off the elevator. There are a few paparazzi people in the lobby. I look up to see Harry's mouth slightly open like he is going to say something. I feel, him grab onto my wrist and pull me back into the elevator.
"Laney, put my sweatshirt on. The paparazzi might make up nasty stories of how you got your bruises or your parents might find out." Harry says, and pulled off his sweatshirt. I quickly put it on, and we walked out of the elevator once again.
When catch up with the others, I see Harry glance down at me. He chuckles.
"What?" I ask, smiling back.
"My hoodie ate you." Harry replies with a cute smirk. I study the sleeves that swallow my arms for a moment, then I laugh, and he begins to laugh too.
Zayn catches on to our conversation. "Nice hoodie. You look adorable." Zayn says, pinching part of the sleeve. I blush.
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:HARRY'S POV:
After eating, the boys and Laney are ready to do something fun with the day.
"Let's go ride roller coasters!" Louis shouts, waiting for a reply.
My mind flashes back to Laney's never-have-I-ever fact.
"Laney has never been." I say, looking down at her. Laney's eyes are bright and ready for adventure.
Eventually- we all decide to go ride roller coasters.
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When we get there, fans swarm. I swear we can never roam freely anywhere.
Laney holds my hand as we escape the crowds. In the back of my mind, I still picture her face when those boys were terrorizing her. I have never seen a girl so terrified. At the thought, I squeeze her tiny hand lightly. I love how my hands are so much bigger than hers. She sends me a light squeeze back and smiles up at me.
Finally, we wait in line for a ride. I hear Zayn lean over and ask Laney, "aren't you nervous?" Laney giggles.
"A little! But I'm so excited at the same time!" She exclaims. I smile, knowing she is happy.
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It has been a pretty slow ride so far, but the drop approaches.
Suddenly, we fall. I hear the boys screaming-but not Laney! She throws her hands into the air and laughs. I laugh too.
As soon as we get off, Laney's eyes fill with excitement. "That. Was. So. Much fun!!!!!!" She shrieks. The boys and I laugh at her. We continue to more ride roller coasters. Laney stays at my side the entire time. It makes me feel good- protecting her.
I really think I love her.
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A.N:
Truly, Madly, Deeply, I am- foolishly, completely, I am...
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FanfictionTo be naive is to lack a sense of worldliness or sophistication. This is the perfect description of Laney Jones. Laney was a small-town girl from South Carolina who hadn't really experienced the world due to the strictness of her parents. Little di...
