Where it all began

Chapter 11

Tiarna's POV

I stared at Harry, a little taken back by his actions. I didn't know what to do or say, I was just completely thrown off. 

"H-harry..'' He grabbed my hand and led me away to somewhere a bit quieter. He turned and studied my confused face. His hand rose to push a few strands of hair behind my ear. Before engulfing his big beautiful ocean eye's into mine.

"Tiarna.. we've known each other for nearly two months now.. and , and I know it may be too soon but until I.. I really fucking like you. I witnessed you being with another guy and watching him hurt you the way he did and it made me furious. It made me realise that there is no way in hell I want to watch that happen again. I want you to give me a chance! That's all I'm asking. you don't have to decide now, I can wait.." His eye's never left mine. Tears started to build in my eye's, but they didn't fall. No ones ever said anything like that to me before. I felt like I was in some Pranked episode. ASHTON KUTCHER THIS ISN'T FUNNY. YOU CAN COME OUT NOW!

Before I could think of anything to reply, he pressed his lips onto mine. Shock filled right through me. I'm kissing my best friend. I couldn't be more than happy. I felt like I was 10 feet in the air. His move lingered as I felt each touch he gave. It was passionate and nice. Absolutely perfect. My hands found their way to Harrys head and played with the curls. His hands made their way over to my waist, holding me still. Instead of butterflies fluttering in my stomach, I think they were being blown up individually. My insides were going crazy. My head was spinning and my heart was melting like chocolate in the summer sun. 

We both pulled apart breathless as he rested his forehead against mine, both panting. My lips were still tingling from the unreal sensation of his kiss. I love Harry, I mean, he is my best friend. But maybe I do have some feelings for him.. it would explain why my heart always flutters when I see him, and not to mention the feeling I get after he makes me laugh. Maybe it's possible that I have fallen for my best friend..

"I'm sorry.. I knew you didn't feel the same" He said with a frustrated tone and walked off, running his hands through his hair. 

"No, Harry! Wait!" I shouted after him. He either didn't bother to turn, or simply didn't hear me. Tears rimmed my eye's again and slowly fell one by one this time. Why do I have to fuck everything up! "ARGH!" I screamed, annoyed with myself. "I do like you" I cried. Freaking alcohol. 

I shuffled my way through the sweaty people and headed for the entrance. I pushed past the security and stopped on the sidewalk, searching for a taxi. One was in sight but it zoomed straight past. 

"Fuck!" I cursed. 

"Hey hey, are you alright?" I turned to be faced with Zayn making his way over to me with a cigarette in his hand. 

"Peachy" I faked a smile.

"Alright, now tell me the truth." He said in a serious tone. I saw another taxi coming my way and successfully flagged it down. 

"I've gotta go" I said, opening the taxi door. 

"Then I'm coming with you" He flicked his smoke butt into the gutter then slid in beside me. 

"Fine" I sighed. I was not up for an argument or treating someone like shit who clearly doesn't deserve it. Not that I don't appreciate it, but I was really looking forward to just going home and sleeping the night away. I gave the taxi driver the address and we sped off. 

The car ride was silent. Even the taxi driver looked awkward. We were at my apartment building within minutes. I would have walked again, but it was bloody Antarctica outside. 

We made our way up to my apartment, still not saying a word. I opened the door and held it open for Zayn, then headed to the kitchen.

"Would you like a glass of water?" I asked, as I gathered myself a glass and the water bottle from the fridge.