The Choice Chapter Six
I am at a One Direction concert. Hot lights beam down on me but I still shake. Maybe from adrenaline. The crowd of fans look up at me and boo. They throw anything they can at me. A bottle bounces off my head. A shoe hits my stomach and I double over in pain. More stuff hits me and the booing gets louder.
The crowd's booing turns into cheers. I look to my left and see Niall and his new girlfriend holding hands and staring into each others eyes. The fans all chant the same thing over and over again.
"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Ditch Daisy!"
I watch as Niall pulls her close and kisses her. I feel myself falling and everything goes black.
I jump awake. Harry jumps a little himself at my sudden awakening. I am breathing hard and reach up to my forehead. A damp cloth rests there. Harry looks at me and takes my temperature.
"What are you doing in here?" I ask. He has a blanket draped over him and sits in my computer chair. The thermometer beeps and he quick reads it. Relief passes over his face.
"Last night I heard you crying so I came to make sure you were all right. You were sleeping, but you were really warm and sweaty. I stayed with you all night to just make sure you didn't die or anything."
"Oh." Is all I can say. How nice."Thank you Harry." I hug him and kiss his cheek.
"It's a good thing your temperature is back to normal.. You could've just given me a fever!" he jokes.
"If I have a fever where's my ice cream to cool me down?" I joke back.
"At the park." he winks." Want to go for a walk and maybe grab some?"
"Of course! Give me ten minutes to get ready." I say and push him out the door.
"So you mean in 30 minutes?" he laughs.
"Yeah pretty much." I say shutting the door and going straight to my closet. It's not a date but I still want to look good. I toss aside almost a dozen outfits before I decide on a white Beatles t-shirt, blazer, skinny jeans, and my favourite black ballet flats. No makeup like usual. I only wear it every now and then. I walk downstairs and find Harry waiting for me. He is wearing a Beatles shirt with worn jeans.
"Great minds think alike." I say at our matching shirts. He just nods and holds open the door.
When we get to the park, we find a walking trail that leads to the main park and start walking.
"Ladies first." he says when we get to a narrow part in the path.
"You know, an old friend of mine said guys say ladies first because they want to look at our asses." I tease. He smirks and raises his eyebrows in a I don't know what you are talking about look.
"She wasn't wrong." he laughs. I punch his shoulder and he walks in front of me. The early springtime sun glares into my eyes. I focus on Harry's toned back to try and not look at the blinking light. He catches me staring at him and stops suddenly and wiggles his butt at me.
"You liking the view back there?" he laughs at me. I roll my eyes and say "Whatever makes you happy Styles. Keep moving I see the clearing up ahead." The walkway ends a few feet ahead and it opens out to the massive football field and kids play ground. I sit on a bench by the edge of the field and Harry goes to the other side of the field to the ice cream trolley to get a choclate cone for me and a smoothie for him. I glance at the ginger haired girl that I sat by. She looks very familiar. Where have I seen her before? She scrolls through Twitter on her phone and I catch her name but not before she sees me staring. Emily Debravo. Niall new girlfriend.
