I Want You To Stay. {Niall Horan}

Chapter Thirteen

***KASEY'S POV***

"Well, what do you want?" I snapped at Harry. I was already in a bad mood and I didn't want to deal with this asshole right now. I was having a bad day and I just wanted to be alone.

Harry shook his head with a slight smirk on his face. Everything was silent for a moment, until Harry finally spoke.

"You're mad, but not at me. I can see it in your eyes." He scooted closer to me, and grabbed my hand. "But even though it isnt me you're mad at, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I was such an asshole a couple days ago."

I looked down at my left hand, held in both of his. Then I looked into his eyes. His emerald irises burned bright with a sincerity that I couldn't believe could come from this jerk.

I withdrew my hand and sat back in the love seat, my internal walls starting too slide up.

"Well, I hope you feel like shit for it," I told him. I couldn't let him get to me.

"Damn, you are in a bad mood," Harry grumbled quietly.

Just then, Caitlyn walked out of her room in a pair of patterned leggings, a white t-shirt, and a t denim vest.

"Did you tell her?" She asked Harry.

"Yes."

"Okay, good," she said smirking. She walked over to me and grabbed my face in her hands, squishing my face a bit. "You're coming with us to dinner, okay?"

"No," I told her. I just wasn't in the mood.

She leaned in closer and whispered so only I could hear her. "Matt troubles?"

I nodded and whispered back. "I think it might actually be over this time..."

"Which is all the more reason you need to come. get your mind off things."

I just looked at her.

"Please, Kasey?"

Harry cleared his throat. We both turned to look at him, Cait's hands still squeezing my face. "I know your upset about something, Kasey, even if I don't know why. But I do have an idea that will be sure to cheer you up." He jumped up and headed for the door. "You ladies grab your bathing suits and meet me at the van, okay?"

"Alright, give us 10 minutes," Caitlyn told him. With that, he opened the door and left. Caitlyn turned back to face me, "Get your shit together, okay? We're gonna have a good time tonight!" She grinned largely and i couldn't help but smile back at her.

"Okay, but I have to approve your bathing suit. I don't want Niall getting handsy." I said, winking at her. She laughed loudly and strutted back to her room to search for a bathing suit.

I got up and crossed over to my room. Once I got there I saw my phone lit up with messages. Matt.

"Babe, don't be like this."

"Seriously? You're overreacting."

"Fine, don't answer me."

"I swear to god, Kasey. Sometimes I can't stand you."

That last one hurt, but I shoved that feeling down deep inside. I'll deal with it later.

Right now there are other matters to deal with. Matters with curly hair and piercing green eyes

I deleted the messages and Matt's number. As soon as I did, I felt a weight lift off of my shoulders. God, that felt good.

I opened up my dresser, in search of a bathing suit that will knock Harry's socks off.