SAVE US (Harry Styles love story)

chapter 7

My warm hands contrasted to the cool of the metal railing as I ran my hands over it before using my thumb to remove my tears and turning around. I made my way in to Zayn’s room and looked around for him until I heard the obvious pour of the shower coming from his small bathroom’s door. My feet pulled me to a sudden stop when my eyes fell upon the picture that was propped up on his TV stand by the bathroom door. The image of my best friend’s face was printed next to Zayn’s in a scattered manner in black and white. My eyes made out the words “Chucky Cheese” that rimmed the rectangular picture. I then remembered all the silly stuff that they had done together. Always getting kicked out of places and seeking trouble. The smile on her face almost killed me.

What was I thinking? I could never replace someone like that. I could never be that person. I would never compare. I could never take him away from her or make him forget. I wouldn’t. My mouth formed the words “love” without making noise. That picture displayed everything that love was and the fact that Zayn said that me and Harry had the same thing was amazing. Maybe it was true. My eyes darted around the room to find a clock and when I noticed one I read the numbers “1:30am” and from previous experience I knew Harry didn’t go to sleep til around 2:00. I quickly walked to Zayn’s bathroom door and pressed my right ear to it softly before I knocked.”Zayn?” I asked quietly but there was no answer.

“Zayn?” I asked a little louder and I could hear the water shut off quickly.

“What?!”  Zayn exclaimed through the door.

“I need your phone right now….” I answered and he waited to reply.

“Why?” he asked loudly and my feet pulled me back from the door a little before I replied.

“I need to talk to Harry now….” I said quietly as my head fell to look at my shoes, wondering if I was doing the right thing.

“Can it wait til tomorrow?” Zayn asked, his voice showing his annoyance. I understood why he was mad at Harry because I was too but I really needed to fix this.

“I guess……” I breathed as I stepped away from the door, studying it before I made my way out of his room and down the hall to the room in wich my baby slept. My feet made a slight rubbing noise as I walked across Zayn’s carpet in the dark hall and I turned to the guest bedroom door and slowly opened it. My eyes trying to focus in the darkness of the room before I pulled myself through the dark. My hands stayed out to my sides slightly, searching in the dark with touch, trying not to bump in to something. Soon enough my bare legs were brushing the mattress and I crawled on to the bed slowly so I wouldn’t wake darcy. The pillow that took my place was quietly removed and placed where my head would lay. I scooted my lower body under the covers and rested my head on my pillow before wrapping my baby in a hug and pulling her to my belly.

Darcy’s curls tickled at my chin and lips as I kissed the top of her head before I rested my chin on her head and breathed in her scent. Something about it reminded me of Harry’s and it just made me miss him more. Just to think that not too long ago I never wanted to see him again and now I miss him more than ever. My arms squeezed my baby tighter as I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to fall asleep but I couldn’t. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Harry, what we used to be.

Everything was just so difficult right now and I needed to sleep so finally I fell asleep.