A Step Away From Falling ➸ h.s. [Needs Editing]

Final Chapter: The End

This is the last chapter of my baby. I'm so sad it's over!!! But I want to thank each and every one of you for reading this story. I had never enjoyed writing something as much as I loved writing this. Thank you for the support and I'm sorry for all the "freak-outs" though I enjoyed making you guys freak out to be honest. I had lots of fun. Though there were chapters which were hard to write (like this one because it's over and wahhh I just wanna cry) thank you for sticking around till the end. I love you all, and well... please, after reading, let me know what you thought. The ending might surprise you but remember not all endings have to be happy, because well, not all stories are fairy-tales.

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Final Chapter

Helen's POV

I woke up by sunlight hitting my face. I sighed and rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand before standing up on the bed. The events of the previous day returned and I sighed for a second time. I spent the whole day with Harry, then I spent the night with Zayn. Great Helen, that's not slutty at all. Thankfully it's not like I slept with either of them... not in the "deeper" sense.

But it took all of this for me to realized something.... well, two somethings. First: I still loved Harry.

After all that he put me through, the love I felt for him still burns bright inside of my heart. It's stupid, but you don't choose what to feel, your heart does. Honestly, I think hearts are pretty dumb and naive, but that's my personal opinion.

Second: I was starting to fall for Zayn.

He has been here for me when I needed someone the most. He has pushed me as far as I can go to help me get through my depression, and in the process he also conquered a part of my heart. He has earned my trust and my affection; he has truly been a blessing in my life, even if it took me all of this time to see it.

I guess, sometimes you have to lose someone, or leave something behind, to find something that will do you better. I think this might be the case with Zayn, or at least I hope so.

I heard the front door open so I pushed myself out of bed and walked out to the living room. Zayn was locking the door, when he turned around he realized I was standing right in front of him and smiled widely at me. The smile didn't reach his eyes though, and I frowned at that.

"What's wrong?" he asked, concern dripping from his voice while he stepped closer.

"Nothing, is something wrong with you?" I asked shyly.

After what almost happened last night between us, I felt shy in his presence. He was oblivious to that fact though, so he stepped closer to me, a smile widening on his lips.

"No, seeing you in front of me is reason enough for everything to be okay" he said. He took my face in his hands while I looked at his chest, avoiding his eyes that would register soon that I was blushing. He kissed my forehead and then tilted my chin up to make me look at him.

"You wanna do something today?" he asked. I hesitated for a moment but then realized, I had nothing better to do. Plus, going out with Zayn would certainly be better than going back home by myself and think. I didn't want to think. I wanted to forget. To forget Harry and to forget everything. Everything but Zayn. I wanted him to be all I think about. I smiled up at him while thinking this, my heart beat picking up its pace at what I was about to do. I wanted to let him in. Completely.

I stepped up in the tip of my toes and caught his mouth in a kiss. His arms circled my waist while our lips molded against each other's. My lips parted and I granted him access, which resulted in a slow dance of our tongues. The kiss was slow and relaxed, but dreamy nonetheless. I felt high from it, the good kind of high. I smiled and we slowly broke off the kiss.