Just A Dream Away

Part three.

Natalie's P.O.V:

"You're great at lots of things,Harry!" I pointed out ,beaming,but I was completely serious. "Like what?" he wrinkled up his forehead,looking disbelieved. We were both sitting on the wooden bench we sat on the previous time. "Well,you're pretty easy to talk to and you seem to be somebody everybody can trust.. Basically,you're probably what nearly every girl wants.." I told him,but I whispered the last sentence,desiring that he didn't hear that part. Although,I have to admit,,that sentence was probably the truth. 

"But they're not talents.." he sighed,frowning. "Not everything you're good at has to be a talent,you know.." I pointed out. "It can be the most basic thing,but you can still be so good at it,yet you don't notice it.." "I guess you're right.." he murmured,smiling. From the corner of my eye,I could catch sight of his hand crawling little by little,over to my hand,laying it down on mine. 

I took a minor glimpse at his appearance,then spun my head to the other side,as I felt my cheeks turn bright red. "May I ask you a question?" he queried,making me face back at him. "Yeah,sure. Anything." I agreed,biting my inner lip. "Who really is Zayn to you?" he questioned. My soft smile began gradually fading as I heard his words,yet I didn't want to look weak in front of him,so I tried my best to smile again. "It's alright if you don't want to tell me.." he told me. 

I sat there silent and solemn,thinking if I really should let him be aware of who Zayn is. "I understand that you don't wanna tell me." he said compassionately. I still remained silent but thought it would be good to let it out of my mind. "He's.. he's my ex." I dared to finally let him know. Although surprisingly, I didn't feel as bad I thought I would.. I felt even better,but It was difficult to explain why.. 

Before I knew it,a tall black-haired girl that I've known for a long time,popped in the middle of Harry and I,grinning mockingly. She let out a silent giggle whilst nudging me with her elbow. My face had turned red like it was earlier,and I ducked down,facing the ground,hoping Harry couldn't see me. "How are you, guys?" she asked us. "We're fine.. I guess." Harry told her,looking like he was feeling slightly awkward. "Why'd you decide to come over to us, Alison?" I questioned,raising an eyebrow. "Because I was bored.." she shrugged. "Well,what about Liam? Where is he?" I asked her,not that I wanted her to leave or anything,but I was just curious on why they hardly spend time with each other. "I dunno." she shrugged again. 

"Right well,I'm gonna go to the restroom,but I'll be right back." I assured them,heading into the school.

**

On the way to the ladies' room,I had a certain feeling that a familiar presence was at the back of me,and I was correct to feel that,as there definitely was. Afterwards,I was not expecting to be dragged into a storage room, while my mouth was being cupped by somebody. My heart began raising even higher when I finally made out who dragged me there.. Zayn. His strong arms pinned my wrists up against the wall,whilst staring directly into my eyes intensely. 

I attempted to push him off of me somehow,but my hands were of no use,as I couldn't move them out of his tight grip. My attempts discontinued as his soft lips landed on mine,roughly,yet sweetly. The kiss was rather hard to be explained. And even lthough I've tried my best to get him off of me earlier,I still had managed to be linking my lips with his,giving him swift kisses. So technically,I was..kissing him back,my eyes shutting firmly. I had to admit,the soft feeling of his lips were something I've missed.. but I just couldn't continue. 

As soon as he let go of my wrists to get hold of my hips,I finally had the chance to push him off,letting go of the kiss. I wish I hadn't.. but I still haven't forgetten about what he'd done to me in the past.. it still hurts me. I pulled the handle down and ran back out into the garden,trying to act as relaxed I could.. but it wasn't that simple..