Fix You (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 14.

Harry's P.O.V 

I shut my eyes when I finally had her in my arms. The way her arms rested on my chest, the bottom edge of her hair touching my arms which were wrapped around her slender waist. I couldn't help but pull her closer, the way she breathed into my chest made me feel happy...made me know that she was there.  

The idea of someone walking into your life and making you realize how many things you've been missing out in life...just makes my mind blow.  

"Harry?", I heard a familiar voice and I winced. It was Zayn's.  

I gently pulled away from her and gulped. I wasn't hiding anything from them, but the fact was that even I didn't know where this was headed, what this was and why in the world I was so obsessed over her. I turned to look at Zayn and his eyes were on me, expecting me to say something, right there, in front of her. Even after all this, my head turned to look at her again. 

I rub my hand over her shoulder, "You alright?" 

Her eyes instantly locked with mine and I give her my best smile, making sure that she knows I'm not the kind of person who would just walk away from her without knowing if she's okay. She nods. 

I finally look at Zayn, who still has his confused look plastered over his face. I shook my head, "What?", I was annoyed, not because he just barged in but because his face, that look on his face might make her uncomfortable. 

"I...Do you mind dropping me back home?", he shrugs, "Niall's kind...sort of busy." 

I didn't want him to bring Niall in front of her, she was already pissed at the fact that Niall was probably playing with Jennifer, which might be true.  

"I'll be out in a minute.", I said and turned to face her again. Zayn got the idea that I needed that minute with her, to talk to her. 

"You're not leaving anytime soon, are you?", I kneel down to her level just to get her eyes to look into mine. 

I love when she looks in my eyes. She shrugs, "I'm here, unless Jennifer decides to leave." 

And she will be there with Niall who won't leave till I come back, I thought to myself. I can't...I don't want to risk bringing up Niall and ruin everything that we're getting on.  

I nod quickly, "I'll be back." 

She sighs and throws her hands in the air, "I'll grab myself a drink then." 

I raise my eyebrows, running a hand through my hair. I hate when she drinks so much, it isn't blooming. I shake my head, "Please, don't." 

I watch her roll her eyes and walk inside the club again. She annoys me, pushes all my wrong buttons but still manages to make me happy somehow.  

I quickly walk outside, knowing Zayn was waiting for me near our car. I pace myself towards the car and see him leaning over it, with his arms folded across his chest.  

I gave him a quick smile and hopped into the driving seat, I was in no mood to switch seats again and again. I had to be back, as soon as I could. I saw him settling himself into the seat, taking a hold of his seat belt.  

"What was that all about?" 

I wasn't surprised or shocked. That's how Zayn talked, upfront and right on spot. But somehow having this conversation with him about her doesn't make me feel comfortable.  

He lets out a chuckle, "You sleeping with her?" 

The back of my head burned with this question. No matter how hard I tried to push those thoughts away, someone would find a way to bring them back in. I cannot deny the fact that I haven't thought about sleeping with her, or taking her out on a real date, I wanted to but I was too busy trying to know her yet.