Chapter Nine: Movie and Popcorn

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                                                                               Chloe's P.O.V.

     As I drive to the nearest movie theater, Harry turns on the radio and starts tapping his hand and his knee.  My head is swarming with thoughts about Amy and Zayn but I know I can't get jealous.  At least I have Harry here to relive some stress.  I never thought this would happen but me and Harry are actually...well...what the hell are we?

     I pull up to the movie theater and we get out of the car and walk in.  Harry makes me watch some action movie but I obey and we get some popcorn and soda.  We decide to sit all the way in the back and I get comfortable.

Harry: Hey :)

Me: Why are you texting me???  I'm sitting right beside you.

Harry: Don't you read?  It says be silent lol.

Me: Lol not funny.  What you want?

Harry: To know whats wrong love.

Me: You sure?

Harry: Are you fucking serious!!!  Of course!!!

Me: Well Amy like Zayn.

Harry: And???

Me: Well me and him don't have the best history.

Harry: ...Wanna explain.

Me: Well you know how he is twenty five?

Harry: Yeah.

Me: Well we used to date when I was fourteen and when people got suspicious he just up and left.

Harry: Dame...he did that to you?

Me: Yeah...and when he showed up, it brought the feelings and the pain back.

Harry: ...I'm sorry Chloe.

     Harry put his phone down and turned and engulfed me in a hug.  I felt safe in his arms and butterflies appeared in the pit of my stomach but I missed Zayn...I still miss him.

     Hours has passed and I am in my room, laying on my bed, staring up at the ceiling.  I need Zayn back in my life because I felt empty for the past two years.  Why does he have to come back into my life when I am finally starting to get my life back?  GOD!!!

     I sit up and reach over to my phone and I throw it across the room.  I put my head in my knees and tears start to fall out of my eyes.  I can't do this.  I hear footsteps and my door finally opens really slow and my mom walks over to me.  She wraps me in her arms and rubs my back.  My mom is the only one here for me.  I don't know if I should tell Amy or not...I don't fucking know!!!


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