OneSummer (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 22

When I woke up, I felt soft bed sheets.

That's weird, I thought.

Because last I remember, I was wrapped in Harry Styles' arms on the beach.

I sat up in the bed and realized that I was in Harry's room. In Harry's bed. Alone.

The whole house seemed eerily quiet.

I stretched my tired limbs, the button of my denim shorts cutting into my torso.

That's when I heard the two boys yelling.

"I just want to know what the heck is going on!" I heard Niall yell.

"Shh! You'll wake her up!"

I quickly laid back down and pulled the blankets up over my head, pretending to be asleep.

"Why were you two out all night, Harry?"

"Look, we didn't do anything."

"THEN JUST TELL ME."

"I was just consoling her!"'

"Well, it looked like you were flirting with her."

"That's just what I do, Niall. She knows that. You know that!"

"Well you don't do that with her!"

"Why not?"

"Because you can't have her!"

"WHY NOT?"

"Because you know how your relationships go, Harry, and I am not going to let her be put through that."

"Maybe she can change me."

"She is not yours to take, Harry!"

"Then whose is she!?"

"NOT YOURS!"

A door slammed.

My heart was racing and my breath was heavy.

They were fighting....over me....

Harry and Niall both liked me.

What?

WHAT?

WHAT WAS GOING ON?

I heard Harry enter the room and closed my eyes.

He sat on the bed and nudged me.

"Daaarrrbyyyyy?"

I didn't move.

He slapped my thigh.

"Owww..." I moaned.

" It's time to get up."

"What time is it?"

"Lunchtime."

I shot up. "You let me sleep through breakfast?! JEERRRKKK!"

He laughed. "How about lunch to make up for it? The others are all gone, except Niall. But he's just decided to stay in his room all day."

Well golly, I wonder why, Harry."

"Sure." I added a groggy yawn, just for dramatic effect.

I went into my room to change, and found Niall sitting on my bed.

Mine.

"Hey," I said, heading for the closet.

"Hey..." he mumbled.

I shut the closet door and changed into a red tee shirt and new denim shorts with a pair of blue flats.

When I emerged from the closet I went over to the vanity and began to pull my hair back into a ponytail.

"Darby," Niall said, "can I ask you something?"

"Yeah?"

"You and Harry..."

"What about us?"

"What did you do last night?"

"He took me out for an adventure involving hamburgers and post-breakup therapy."

Niall let out a relieved sigh.

"Okay."

I half-chuckled.

"What?"

I rushed into the hall. "Nothingbyeseeyoulater!"