"BREATHE" (One Direction fanfic)

Chapter Thirteen

            He kissed me. It wasn’t like a peck or a short kiss. He first gently pressed his lips against mine then it was more passionate, about 5 minutes later his hand was on my cheek and he was top of me, we were full out making out now. I couldn’t think straight, all I could think about was how great his lips felt on mine and how this felt so god damn good. It wasn’t until he pulled away; lightly biting down on my bottom lip did I realize what just happened.

            “Holy shit.” I said, roughly pushing Harry off, which must have confused him because he gave me a strange look and grabbed my hand.

            “Yuka, what’s wrong—

            “What’s wrong?” I snatched my hand away from him and quickly stood up, better put distance between us. “You just kissed me, not even kiss. You were REALLY kissing me, like full make out mode!”

            Harry’s eyebrows knitted together and he stood up, taking a step towards me. I took a step back and Harry seemed to be hurt by this small movement. “Wait a minute, you kissed me back and from what I could tell you liked it.”

            “I did—NO! No I didn’t, I did not like it!” I said quickly, waving my hands in front of me and then I ran my hand through my straight ebony hair. What was I thinking?! Renae like Harry, I can’t like him! I calmed down a little and wave of sadness washed over me. That’s right, I can’t like him. I would never risk my friendship with Renae. I took a deep breath and pulled my hood off my head.

            “Listen Harry, what just happened is never going to happen again.” I said slowly. I have to make this clear right now. “I don’t like you that way, we’re just friends, and please do not ever kiss me like that again. We have a great friendship and we shouldn’t ruin that.”

            The more I said, the more hurt Harry seemed which shattered my heart. But it has to be clear, if Renae liked him then I couldn’t.

            “Thanks for your help; I’m going to head back now…” I said quietly, I could hear the crack in my voice and my eyes threatened to spill tears out. I quickly turned and ran down the stairs away from the roof top. By the time I got to our dressing room floor I was bawling, my eyes were red, and my cheeks were wet with tears. I can’t believe I’m reacting so emotionally to this. I ran into the changing room and let myself fall under the clothes rack where Niall and I first kissed. I pulled my knees close to me and rested my eyes against my knees. Damn it, I didn’t think I liked him that much.

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(HARRY’S POV)

            When she ran off I took a deep breath and kicked the ground angrily. I’m so stupid, thinking she liked me the way I liked her. The rest of the day went past in a blur, I just wasn’t into it. The concert came and went, usually I would be enjoying it, be in the moment of the stage, but it just wasn’t there today. All I could do was sing my parts and sit on the couch with a fake smile in between songs.

            “Mate, what’s going on?” Louis asks softly when I get out of the shower, I had a towel around my shoulders and some sweatpants on.

            “Hmm? What do you mean?” I rubbed my hair with my towel as Louis sat on the bed next to me.

            “You’ve been out of it this entire day, did something happen?”

            I sighed and stopped drying my hair. “You know, it’s really ironic.” I said bitterly laughing to myself. “That I can get any girl but the one I want.”