The Brightest Dark (Harry Styles) BOOK 1

Chapter 34

I grab my phone out and press the call button beside Harry's name. I need him, I know I'm stupid, I'm so stupid. I do block people, why do I have to do such a thing?

"Lina! Thank god you called! I tried calling you 6 times!" Harry sounds breathless.

"Are you out of breath?" I ask.

"I was running around the house looking for you! Where are you?" His voice more stern.

"I'm out with Kian, but I-"

"What? You're out with that douche? What are you gonna have sex with him too?" He yells.

I can't deny that his words hurt, it burns my insides. But he's only saying this cause he's hurt. I know it, cause I do the same.

"He's my best friend, I don't like him like that. And plus he's the one who made me realize how stupid I was to not let you explain you're story. I'm sorry, and I know I should trust you more," I tell him.

"He told you that?" He sounds more calm.

"Well he told me that I need to hear your side more cause I block people off too much and I know it's true," I explain, "and he wanted me to apologize to you."

"It's not your fault, I mean I did get mad at you for being around Kian anyways," I can hear him sigh, "why can't we ever not fight?"

"Maybe that's how we show our love," a breath of a giggle leaves my lips.

He chuckles, "about my story, I was trying to get her off, but she wouldn't let go. Then I  paused before I shoved her off. Did you not see that?" His voice so creamy.

"No, I didn't. I got really upset and couldn't bare to look at you guys," I confess.

"I'd never go back to a low life bitch. I have you, I couldn't ask for anything more perfect."

"So does this mean you forgive me?" I tease.

"For god's sake Lina. I love you're clueless ass," he breaths out.

I laugh, "I love you too, dickhead."

"That's my Lina," I can hear the happiness in his voice.

The way he said "my Lina" drives me mad. Does he know little things like this give me the most wonderful feeling? The warmth it gives me, the confidence I've always needed?

"I think Kian isn't so bad after all," he adds.

"He's been my friend since we were 6 years old, I think I would have known if he was bad."

"Ehh, I don't know, Lina. You can be quite clueless sometimes.."

"Sometimes, but I know who my real friends are," I smile.

"Does that include me?" He jokes.

"I don't know, let me think about it," I burst into laughter at my own stupidness.

"Where are you? I need to see your stupid ass smile," he groans.

I look at the time, it's 3 am. Fuck, it's so late, I should be asleep by now. The lack of sleep is real. The struggle of sleep is always real...

"It's 3 am, it's so late."

"I don't care, I want to see you," he whines.

"Meet me at my dorm at 3:30 okay?" I give in.

I need to see him too, it drives me mad that I'm not with him face to face. I want to kiss those wide pink lips of his that always form into a smirk when I tease him. Or those green eyes, they look so face, but some how they're real and I get to see them often.

"I'll be there for sure," he says.

"Great, I've got to go okay?"

"Okay," he sounds a bit sad, "I love you Lina Lawley."

"I love you Harry Styles," I bring my lower lip between my teeth as I grin.

"See you love," he hangs up.

I turn around to face the empty meadow. Kian stands a in the middle looking at me with a silly smirk. He heard everything, this dork can't keep away from my love life. He always found it entertaining. He once called it "the Kardashian love life."

"What?" I groan.

"You love him, and he said I love you! I'm so good at this! I should become the new Dr. Phil!" He exclaims.

"Oh shut up," I stick my tongue out at him.

"You love me, come on. Admit it," he grins.

"No I don't," I crunch my face like a little kid.

"Surrrre, I just saved your relationship. The least you could do is thank me and say you love having me," he walks closer to me.

"Nope!" I try to hide a smile, but fail.

"That deserves a whooping!" He wraps his arms around my waist.

He pulls me up off the ground and starts smacking my behind. I squeal and try to kick him, he always used to do this to me. What a butt face...

"Say it!" He yells.

"Never!" I laugh.

"I'll grab your Mr. Kian at night and make sure you never get him back if you don't say it!" He threatens the teddy bear he gave me.

Yes, I named him Mr. Kian, long story short it reminded me of him so I called him that... He gave it to me in 8th grade year for our friend anniversary along with a movie night with Chinese take out.

"NO! NOT MR KIAN!" I fake cry.

"Say it!!"

"Let me go then I'll say it!" I yell.

Instead of letting me go, he puts me down with his arms still around my waist. We catch each other's eyes and I can't help but watch the fire growing in them, mimicking mine.

"I love having you around," I huff.

"Ah, that's not what wanted to hear," he smirks.

I sigh, rolling my eyes, "I love you."

"I love you too, now was that so hard?" He laughs.

"I only did it for Mr. Kian," I fold my arms.

"But he's named after me!" He whines.

"He's nicer," I stick my tongue out.

"Liar," he smiles,"I thought telling truths, was all about life?"

My smile grows and my eyes switch back and forth between his eyes. I couldn't help but focus on how much I've missed seeing him and just admire his looks.

I watch as his head scoops down, inching closer to my lips. My breathing hitches, causing me choke. I cough to the side and Kian awkwardly backs away, letting his arms go. Well, this is awkward.

"Uh, I should probably drop you off at your dorm," he scratches the back of his head.

"Yea," I hold my arm with my hand against my chest.

"Let's go," he nods.

We walk silently to the car and settle inside. He turns up the radio, The Fray filling my ears lovingly. He still listens to them after I showed him who they were, he really hasn't changed much. Yet, I'm here as a different person...