Fight For You

Chapter 11

Cristina’s P.O.V

“Fight for you?” Louis asked me shocked. “Why that line?” “A person who is…well was important to me told me it. It connected with me and it made me feel a weird sensation in my stomach…I don’t know.” “Well if you want to I’ll bring you there myself.” he said kissing my forehead and walking past me. I was sat there to reflect on my own if what I was about to do was a rational decision or not, my thoughts were briefly interrupted as I saw Harry walking in the room. I tried to avoid eye contact but its like as if he had some kind of force power over me that I wasn’t able to control.

“Hey you” he said to me “Hi.” I said rather harshly. “Can we talk?” “No we can’t I honestly don’t feel like talking to you considering the fact that you broke my perfect relationship with Niall.” “I didn’t break anything, it was both our faults, you could have stopped me from kissing at the beginning of your relationship but you didn’t, so don’t go blaming me for everything.” He retaliated. “Excuse me?” his eyes widened at the sassiness in my tone. “Don’t you fucking dare blame this on me, because if it wasn’t for your meddling being my relationship would still be strong and on-going.”

Harry put his hands up in defeat as he slowly walked away, putting his head down and watching his smirk disappear into nothing but a frown.

“Cri me and the boys are about to play a game of twister!” I heard Zayn shout from the other room of the hotel suite. “And what am I supposed to do?” “I was about to ask if you wanted to play you dimwit!” “Oh yeah I’m coming!” I shut my laptop and I started making my way to the lounge as I was greeted by 3 and half smiling faces, didn’t know if I could consider Harry’s a smile, maybe a subtle smirk is what it was. I saw the twister rug sprawled over the lounge floor as we all made our way around it and started to play.

“Hey guys I don’t really feel like playing, if you need me I’ll uh, be over there.” Said Niall pointing to the other room. I was reluctant to weather or not to chase after him and explain that everything was just a big misunderstanding, and that I needed him and his love, but there was something inside me that was keeping me from doing exactly that. “Alright teams…” said Louis “How about me, Liam and Harry against you and Zayn?” “Yeah alright.” We started making different round, round one was between Louis and Zayn, the winner being Zayn, then round two…well round two seemed to be coming exactly from fate, making it me against Harry, and I didn’t know if what had happened meant something but soon realizing that Liam had probably something to do with this.

The game was speeding quite quickly, move after move after move when things got extremely awkward. I was now in human bridge position and Harry was towering over me in push-up position when Liam gave Harry a new move, causing him to stretch out over me. Suddenly it seemed like time had stopped. It felt like it was just me and Harry in the room, and something in me wanted to forgive him, and kiss him, and embrace him. I was staring into his green eyes, while he was staring into my blue ones as I saw him lean towards me. I could hear the rest of the boys calling both of our names, but we both decided to ignore them, only concentrating on each other.

I could now feel his hot breath on mine as he leaned closer and closer, Louis basically shouting both our names now, but he was still ignoring him. I wanted to move and reject him, but I couldn’t. I felt weak under his stare, and I felt myself moving closer to his face too. He lifted one of his arms that he was keeping his weight on and put his hand near my face, caressing it, and moving loose strands behind my ear. I felt his lips on mine soon after, his soft lips, the same lips I was missing, even if I had tasted them not long ago. This kiss was different form any other kiss we had ever shared. It was passionate and full of love, I never wanted to let go of him, so I lifted myself up, lips still interlocked with each other as his hands held my wasit for support.

We were now sitting upright, my hands on the nape of his neck and his hands on my waist, our lips moving at the same speed, even if hungry for each other. He pulled away and pressed his forehead against mine, leaving a small kiss on the top of my nose as I giggled. He then lifted me up completely only to be welcomed by 3 confused faces. Well actually just one, Liam and Zayn probably knew this was going to happen long before anybody here.

“What’s going on? You can’t use the truth or dare excuse anymore.” Said Louis in a harsh tone. “Well” began Harry “These feelings that I have for your sister Lou are new to me too, but I’ve never felt this way about a girl before, I can tell you that much, I told her I would fight for her and that’s exactly what I did.” “Fight for her?” Shit. Now Louis was going to know that I was planning on getting a permanent mark on my body for something that a boy, one of his best mates, had told me.

“So that’s where this is all coming from? The tattoo you wanted…it was something that was said to you…by my best mate?” They all looked at me shocked, Harry the most.

“You wanted to get a tattoo of what I had said to you?” Harry asked, his eyes widened.

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Sorry this chapter was so short and it sucked ass i've been on writers block for a while. Sorry if i took me so long to post. Tell me what you think so i can make it better.

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