'Taste the rainbow (Harry Styles fan-fic)'

chapter 8: stay

Veronica's POV

We raced to the table, but I faltered a bit and placed my hand on the wall beside me. "Woah, You okay?" Harry asked. I just pushed him away and shrugged. I quickly ate my dinner and went upstairs. A small ping sounded on my phone and I quickly picked it up. Unknown number- Hey, it's Douglas Booth, I'm an actor in London, and you my dear, have caught my eye. Would you like to meet up for coffee tomorrow? 9:00? I smiled and quickly replied, yes I've heard of you and I'm a big fan. See you at 9! Oh and where? I waited for a while and got a ping back. Don't worry, I'm coming to pick you up. One Direction house....not bad ;) laters. I squealed inside and began to spazz out on the bed. "Uh-oh, does someone need their meds?" I looked up at Harry and grinned. "No, actually. I have a date tomorrow." Harry seemed to tense up and look down at the ground. "Oh...who?" I smiled and flicked his nose. "Yep, that's right. Be jealous. Oh, and Douglas Booth." Harry glared. "I'm not jealous!" I just pushed him lightly out of the room, "I'm in too good of a mood for you to ruin it. Later Harry." He meekly raised a finger and was about to speak, but I shut the door on his face and sunk down on the floor with a small smile on. I quickly wiped it off and asked myself, "Why was I nice to Harry?"

Harry's POV

She shut the door in my face and I backed up into my room. I fell onto my bed and looked up at the ceiling. I sighed, ever since she was hit, I just couldn't get her out of my head now. I leaned on my side and looked out of the window thinking how she could be mine. I shook my head and thought about how crazy I was thinking. Knock Knock I looked up and saw Zayn smirking at me. "Watcha thinking about?" I sat up and just breathed out, "Veronica." Zayn chuckled and turned walking out of my room. "It's love mate!" He called backed to me. I just stared blankly at the empty doorway, was it? I fell asleep with the thought on my mind and my heart heavy in my chest.

Veronica's POV

Shit. What do I wear?! I grabbed a cute floral top with the thicker kind of tank top straps. I pulled on some cute tan booty shorts and regular brown sandals. I pulled on the cute necklace with the gold chain and blue crystal like rock on the end. It looked nice against the light pinks and lime greens on the top. I fixed up my makeup and pulled my now curled hair into a messy bun, two stands on the side of my face.

I grabbed my brown satchel and went downstairs. "Hey..." I looked to my right and noticed Harry sitting at one of the stools in the kitchen. "Hey." It went silent and he spoke again, "I just wanted to say-" DING! The doorbell rang and I waved sheepishly to Harry. "Bye Harry." He looked at me with distant eyes and waved softly as I walked out of the door and hugged Douglas hello. I closed the door and looked at Harry's wandering eyes staring at me from where he was now standing in the middle of the doorway.

I looked down and went with Douglas to the coffee place. "So, how's singing?" He asked with a smile. "Just fantastic, amazing and everything." He brushed a strand of hair away from my face and smiled more. "What kind of coffee do you like?" I ruffled in my satchel for money and muttered, "Vanilla Bean Frappuccino." Douglas grabbed my hand and said, "I'm paying don't worry." I looked into his eyes and nodded then smiled. "Thanks." He saluted me and went up to go order.

I sat in the booth and received a text from Liam. 'Where the hell are you?!' I replied feverishly, 'Ask Harry.' Then I shut off my phone. I could mentally imagine him growling and storming off to confront Harry. "You look gorgeous thinking." I blushed and accepted the cup handed to me with my frappuccino. "You're too much." He laughed and we got onto the topic of his acting and the people he'd worked with. "No way! Miley Cyrus?!" He laughed and nodded.

"Yeah! Kind of a strange girl though!" I shook my head and looked at the time. "Woah, shit. I should've been back at least 2 hours ago! It's 2:47!" His eyes widened. "Oh, here lets head back then." We quickly got back to the One Direction house and he led me up to the door. "I had a wonderful time." "Me too." I whispered. Slowly, he leaned in but I turned my head. "No thanks." He grabbed wrists and pushed me against the wall. "Douglas, stop." I tried pushing him away but he wouldn't leave me alone. "Stop!" I pushed him away and the door flung open, Harry barging out.

"Leave her alone, Doug." Douglas backed off and went back to the car with a glare to Harry. When the car disappeared, Harry turned and looked me over. "He didn't do anything too bad did he?" I looked down and muttered a no. Maybe I didn't like London too much. I started remembering everyone back home and as much as it embarrassed me, I began to cry. I leaned forward and hugged Harry with everything I had in me. I didn't care that my makeup was probably staining his shirt, I just wanted to be comforted right now.

Harry picked me up bridal style and held me close to him, bringing us up to his room. The other boys watched as he did so and watched with happy eyes. I continued to sob and clutched onto Harry's white shirt. He cradled me on his bed and whispered soothing things in my ear. "What's wrong love?" I cried out, "I miss my home!" He rubbed my arm and hushed me until I settled down and started to feel sleepy. I closed my eyes and fell asleep on his chest, the only thing that brought me comfort now.

Harry's POV (lol sorry for POV switching!)

I watched the girl who had suddenly caught my eye fall asleep on my chest. Her makeup ran down her face so I gently wiped it away. I didn't mind my shirt either, just payed attention to her. I picked her up gently and was about to bring her to her room, but decided to just tuck her under my covers. I brought the white comforter over her sleeping form and smiled gingerly. I went downstairs to the boys and plopped down on the couch.

They were all smirking at me and I finally groaned, "What?" Zayn repeated from last night, "It's love mate." I just glared and looked out of the window. "How do I get her to....like me back?" Everyone stared. "The womanizer Styles asking us for girl help?" Louis gasped out. I chucked a pillow at him and said, "Am not." Liam walked in front of me an the rest of the boys lined up behind him. "Treat her kindly, with respect, and always care for her."

Niall came up next. "Show her a good time and don't be afraid to be yourself around her." Zayn smiled and patted my shoulder, "Remind her everyday she's beautiful, compliment her on everything she does, and just but sweet and sappy. That's what they all want." Louis stood up last and crossed his arms. "Be open with her and show her who you really are. Let her trust you and have a good time with her. It's key to make her laugh." Then they all stood before me and said in sync, "And always side with her!" I laughed and thanked them, giving them hugs.

We ended up skipping dinner, then I had to walk back upstairs and go to my room. I opened the door and saw Ron had gotten ready for bed, one of my shirts now on her, her makeup fixed and gone, and on one side of the bed snuggled into my pillow. My heart leaped forward. She had stayed. When I realized she was asleep again, I gently walked forward and kissed her forehead ever so softly. I just about left to go sleep on the couch when she reached out and grabbed my wrist. "Stay." And that's exactly what I did. Stayed..