I got hit by One Direction

Chapter 11

~Harry~

"Hello." I say dully as Taylor wraps me into a hug. We are on our date right now. I still haven't told Presley about this. I was planning on breaking up with her tomorrow.

"Hi Babe!" I cringe at the name. She leans into kiss me but I turn my head so it hits my cheek. She looks at me confused and a little hurt.

"I'm hungry." I say dryly.

Dinner consisted of hand holding, Taylor talking about all of the troubles of her life, Taylor trying to make moves. It gets so annoying! I don't even know how I could have ever tolerated her before.

I barely said a sentence through out the whole date. Now we are outside of the restaurant and Taylor is leaning in. I hear a camera go off so I lean in too. Our lips meet and there are no fireworks. No butterflies. I actually want to vomit because she is such a bad kisser and she is smearing we annoyingly red lipstick all over my mouth. This is nothing compared to Presley.

Presley's kisses are soft and sweet and gentle. And her lips always taste like strawberries. With her there are fireworks in my stomach and exploding butterflies.

Not with Taylor.

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As I make my way up the stairs at 1 in the morning (cause I couldn't sleep so I went to watch tv) I hear crying. Not just any crying, Presley's crying. I rush to her room and find her in a ball on the floor.

"Baby! What happened?!" I rush to her side.

"I h-had t-to go t-t-to the b-bathroom, but I t-t-tripped and hurt m-my s-stomach." She stutters a whole lot. I can tell she's lying. The way she won't look me in the eye.

"Let me se-" I try to move up her shirt but she pushes my hands away.

"N-no I'm f-fine. C-ca-an you s-sleep with m-m-me?" She looks at me with the biggest puppy dog eyes ever. My heart melts a little. I nod my head and pick her up bridal style. She winces slightly in pain. As I carry her I feel her hip bones poking me slightly. I lay her on the bed and ask,

"When was the last time you had a good meal?"

"Um, I h-had a b-b-big d-din-ner." She looks at the comforter. I lift her chin up and look her in the eyes.

"Tell me the truth."

"T-two d-days ago?" A few tears roll down her beautiful face. I know which meal she's talking about. I made her a hamburger for dinner one night. But she barely ate a quarter of it. And immediately after she went to the bathroom.

"Did you throw up it up after?" She nods her head and looks down.

"Baby," My voice breaks a little, "You are perfect! You are the most gorgeous, wonderful, beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on. And I've seen a lot of girls considering that we are famous." She giggles a little. "Please, eat something! This isn't healthy. Please baby." My voice breaks again and I feel tears roll down my cheeks.

We crawl under the covers and I pull her close to me. She rested her head on my chest and I rubbed her back until she fell asleep. Once I knew she was fully asleep I whispered in her ear, "I love you"

~~~~~Morning~~~~~

~Presley~

I slowly opened my eyes and was greeted with a very bright light. My head was pounding and my stomach and back were aching. I felt bad for lying to Harry about what really happened last night, but he can't know the truth.

***Flashback to last night***

"Wake up bitch!" I hear Niall whisper harshly in my ear. I keep pretending to sleep so that he might leave me alone tonight. I feel myself being lifted out of my warm bed. Then he drops me right on the floor. I groan when my head hits the floor hard.