This is Home :: Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 10

We all decide to meet at the Tiki Bar outside of the hotel for dinner. It is late afternoon and we're all starving from our day at the beach. I wait for Niall, Louis, and Zayn to shower. I still can't bring myself to speak to Niall, no matter how much he continues to apologize for what he's done. He ruined my friendship with Harry. I don't understand his jealousy sometimes.

I wait patiently, but when Niall comes out of the restroom and sits on the bed next to me, I decide its time to try at Selena and Liam's to see if they're done showering yet. I grab my things and head towards Sel and Liam's room. I knock loudly on the door and wait for a few seconds, and when they don't answer I knock once more. A few moments later im greeted by Selena who is wrapped up in a towel and Liam peeking around the entrance to the restroom, with what appears to be nothing on. I keep my eyes on Sel who is blushing, which is out of character for her because she's never shy or embarassed.

"Hey, uhm, I was wondering if I could use your guys's shower, but I see you guys are still using it." I laugh shyly and keep my eyes on the ground. Embarased at my intrusion.

"Why don't you go ask Harry? There's only one of him?" My body becomes hot at the thought of taking a shower in Harry's room. "Don't be so shy, El. Harry won't mind." She closes the door quickly and I hear faint laughter coming from the bedroom, which I try to ignore as I collect my thoughts.

I go over my options quickly and decide that taking a shower in Harry's room is my only option. No one has to know besides Harry and myself. I continue making my way down the hallway until I get to Harry's door. I knock softly but then harden my knock. 

"What is up with people not answering?" I whisper to myself before knocking again.

"Just a fucking minute!" Harry shouts which causes me to jump slightly, the door is pulled open and a shirtless Harry is presented in front of me. The look on his face tells me he is surprised that it is me. "Sorry, I thought you were the pizza guy." He rubs the back of his neck before stepping away to let me inside. 

My mind is jumbled and going in a million different places as I slowly step through the entrance. The room is a wreck which helps me slip my thoughts away from Harry's half naked body. I try and keep my words to myself but my question slips out.

"What the hell happened in here?" I ask, trying to keep my eyes off of the handsome boy standing next to me.

Clothes scatter over the bed and floor and a lamp is broken and shattered next to the nightstand.  Sheets and pillows are pulled from the bed and a leg is broken off the chair that was originally sitting on the other side of the room. Before Harry can answer, I notice a broken bottle of Jack Daniels that had been thrown against the bathroom door. He's been drinking.

"I got pissed. What do you need, Ella?" I hate the tone in his voice. The hatefull coldness that comes whenever he is pushing me away, and doesn't want me around.

"I..I wanted to use your shower, but if you need me to go I can. I probably should go."  I push passed Harry and head towards the exit.

HARRY'S POV.

I dont want her to go. I like having her around, but im worried about Ella and Niall's friendship. I really don't want to fuck things up for her,  in all honesty I want her to myself. I know that Niall is probably best for her though, I really don't need a girlfriend anyways. Not that I want one.

I grab her by her arm to stop her from leaving, and the way she jumps at my touch lets me know that she's scared. I can't blame her. My hand drops to my side as she looks back at me, fear not showing in her eyes, but I know it's there. Shes tough, puts on a good front.

"You can use my shower. It's no problem." She looks down at the floor and then back up at me, her eyes meeting mine.

"You're drunk?" She nods over to the smashed bottle on the floor. She's right. I'm trying so hard not to be an asshole right now. Which typically happens when i'm drunk off my ass, but tonight i'm drinking for a new reason. Not to have fun, but because i'm lonely. Somehow having Ella, the girl who always annoyed the shit out of me here, has helped the lonely, gnawing pain in a sense.