The Decision || h.s.

Chapter 13: Untold Plans

Chapter 13: Untold Plans

*POV: Harry*

"And this is my room," I tell her lastly to finish off the tour. I open the door to the room where she was sleeping before and she seems to recognize it too. She walks around, running her finger along my desk and smiling when she sees a picture of us. It's the same one that I was looking at when Taylor told me she wanted to go to Utah. Snow smiles at it, remembering that day as well.

"Send me a copy of this one," she says, setting down the photo. I nod, still feeling extremely awkward around her. I'm surprised she still hasn't snapped at me yet and I'm tiptoeing around everything I do, especially since I realized that I fancied her, even though it's just a tiny bit. It took talking to my mother to admit it, but I'm glad it is because keeping in emotions like she is now isn't healthy.

Snow glances at my bed and I see worry in her eyes as she sits down cautiously. I wonder why she's being so weird. It's just a bed. She just sighs and runs her fingers through her hair, biting her lip.

"Are you uh okay?" I ask not knowing if she'd tell me. She's always been here for me so I should just return the favor even if she is mad at me. Besides, it's not the first time that I would have to hide my feelings from her. Besides, I fancy Taylor too still so that makes it easier.

"No," she admits taking me by surprise. I slowly make my way over towards the bed and sit down next to her.

"What's wrong?" I ask her. I feel her turn towards me.

"I'm so sorry Harry," she surprises me by saying. I raise an eyebrow at her confused.

"For what?"

"Overreacting our whole situation. I mean, yeah I'm still mad because Zach is well, my boyfriend and I love him. It wasn't nice hearing my two best friends tell me that they don't support our relationship pretty much, but I'm not going to lose two of my best friends over some guy. If it honestly came down to it, I would break up with him for you guys, but then I'd hate you guys for a little bit," she laughs a little at the end. I'm surprised by her whole confession/apology, but now it's my turn.

"No, I'm sorry. I'd never force you to break-up with Zach. I just don't like him, but you don't like Taylor either and you haven't let her come between our friendship. I shouldn't have let him either. I'm sorry Snow, so sorry. That was a huge dick move of me and it was even dickier by making you come with me when it was so obvious that you didn't want to. I'm sorry," I tell her. She smiles at me.

"I guess we both have our faults," she smiles. I'm glad that she's taking this so well. It's a relief actually. I don't have it in me to fight with Snow right now.

"Yeah," I smile back. She leans her head on my shoulder, relieved and I let her. I bring my arm around her waist, moving her closer to me a bit. She doesn't seem to mind either. It's weird how we're okay doing this now because we aren't cheating or nothing, but we wouldn't dare do this in front of our friends or Taylor and Zach.

"Harry," she whispers looking up at me. I look down at her, "yeah?"

"Thank you so much for just sticking around through all of the bullshit. You add color to my life and I don't know what I would do if I lost you," she tells me and snuggles into my side a bit more. Her words shock me, but they also ignite a tiny flame inside of me. I don't know if I like this feeling or not.

"Of course I'm going to stick around. You're my best mate," I respond nudging her a bit. She just laughs at me.

"Harry! Snow! Gemma! Dinner's done!" my mum screeches from the kitchen. I sigh and get up, Snow following me. I'm glad that the awkwardness is gone between us, well almost. There's none coming from me. We begin walking down the stairs and start making our way to the kitchen. We nudge each other on the way constantly and when we walk in we're laughing at our immaturity. My mum raises an eyebrow at us, but I just shrug her off as I take a seat at the table. Snow follows my mum to wear the food is and helps set up the table, laying out the various dishes in the middle. Soon enough though, she sits across me and Gemma says grace.