Falling For You

Home Alone With Harry

Chapter 13.

After I ate breakfast, I unfortunately found out that all of the boys except Harry had to go into the studio and do some recording.

This meant that Harry and I would be home together all day.

Alone.

He must have planned this.

When Niall was leaving I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled his face to me. I made sure Harry was watching before I kissed Niall's lips.

We kissed until Liam cleared his throat and Louis yelled at us to get a room, to which I said we would've but Niall had to leave.

After the four boys left I went into the living room and watched TV. They had Pitch Perfect playing.

"Hey Babe." Harry said while sitting down next to me on the couch.

His voice sounded deeper than usual.

"Don't call me babe." I said through gritted teeth.

"Why? I thought you liked me."

I blushed again.

"You're cute when you blush." He stated.

I couldn't take it any longer so I walked out of the room and went upstairs to go on twitter.

'You're so pretty!'

'I wish I could be you :('

'Go die in a hole. You don't deserve Niall you ugly bitch.'

Most if the comments I got were nice like the first two but I had my fair share of hatful ones too.

I knew I shouldn't read them but I felt a desire for it. Kind of like a magnetic force.

In 10 minutes I was lying on my bed with tears streaming down my face.

I heard the stairs creak and knew that Harry was coming up.

Soon he walked into my room and sat down at the end of the bed.

"What's wrong, Jules?" He asked, using the nickname he had for me when we were younger.

When I looked into his eyes I saw the person who was my best friend deep down under all of the flirt and sex and hormones.

I could see the concern he had for me.

Maybe he wasn't so bad.

"The fans hate me." I pouted.

"Let me see the comments." He said in a soothing voice.

"No."

"Please. I'll make it all better."

I reluctantly handed over my laptop.

I watched as he read the comments.

His face tensed up and he looked angry.

"Is this what they do every day?" He asked calmly but I could tell he was trying not to burst.

I nodded.

"You have to put up with this every fucking day?!" His volume rose.

I nodded and started crying again.

"Come here." He held his arms open.

I got up and walked into his arms.

They were warm and strong and nice.

He slowly backed up and sat down on my bed. I sat in his lap, still holding on to him.

"Shhh. It's alright." He whispered soothing words into my hair and rocked my body back and forth.

"I'm sorry you have to put up with that just because you know us...." He trailed off.

I cried into his chest and he let me. He didn't care that his shirt was soaking wet.

"I'm sorry about how I've been acting these past few days."

I looked up and the tears immediately stopped.

I hadn't expected him to say that.

"I know you're with Niall and all but I've just been trying to release some tension. You see, my sister is pregnant and the bloke left her." He took a shaky breath. "The doctor said that the baby might not make it. I just don't want my sister or the baby to get hurt. I thought i could get it off of my mind by having sex but you kept refusing."

Now it was my turn to comfort him.

I pulled his head onto my shoulder and stroked his ringlets.

"I really do like you though, Julia. I wish I hadn't made the mistake on my birthday..."

"Shhhh." I soothed.

He sobbed into my shoulder. I felt really bad.

He was just worried about his sister.

We stayed wrapped up together until the other boys came home.

I didn't care if Niall saw.

I was just happy to know that I had my best friend back.

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