I'm Here, Love (One Direction)

Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

"Calm down, Jess, I can't understand you" Harry replied to my crying over the phone, "Is this about James?"

I managed to let out a weak "yes" without crying.

"What did he do now?" He asked calmly.

Harry was always my first resort when things went wrong, especially with James. Knowing him since we were in diapers, he was my best friend. I could always count on him. Even when he was far away on tour with the boys or just busy, he'd always pick up the phone for me.

"I caught him with another girl again." I explained unsteadily, trying not to cry too much. "I was on my way to his flat to drop off something he forgot. He never locks his door, so I walked in myself. He was on the couch kissing another girl. A different girl this time."

When I was done explaining, I couldn't help but cry. I waited for a response but the other end was silent. After more than a couple of seconds (what seemed like forever), Harry spoke.

"I'll be there in five."

He hung up before I could even say anything. I placed my cellphone on my end table and collapsed onto my bed.

James was my boyfriend of two years. I'm not exactly sure if we're even together right now. Probably. James cheating happened quite often, but we always ended up resolving it or getting back together. It upset Harry alot but I'd always tell him that I couldn't let go of James so easily. I'll admit, somtimes I didn't love him. He walked around the streets smoking and did things with other girls. But there were also times where I really did. Those times were what made me reluctant to ever break it off with him. Even though I chose to stay with James most of the time, Harry was always there for me when I need it despite my decisions.

"Jess? Jessica?" I heard Harry call as he shut the door.

"I'm in here." I called. I heard his footsteps approaching my bedroom.

"Whoa, Jessica." Harry said in shock as he looked at me.

My mascara and eyeliner had smeared down my cheeks and my hair, that used to be tied into a pony tail, had turned into a complete mess. I was wearing baggy sweats and an oversized t-shirt. The state I looked in was probably the worst Harry had ever seen. Shit, this is embarrassing. I thought to myself. I covered my face with a pillow in response.

"No, no. It isn't that, love. I've just never seen you this upset. I was with the boys but as soon as you called me I got ready to come here." He sat next on my bedside and brushed away a tear of mine with his finger. "Jess...he's gone too far. You can't be a doormat for him." I could hear his anger towards James in his voice.

Harry was right. I couldn't. James had been doing this for such a long time. I should've been done with him by now. Each time he did this it hurt just as much as the first and I just managed to deal with it. "But I don't know what to do." I croaked.

"I can help you." Harry smiled at me. I couldn't help but put one on, too. "At least you have someone who cares for you." He said as he gave me a tissue to wipe my smeared makeup off.

"Who?"

"Me. I love you, Jess."

"I love you too, Harry."  I love you more than a best friend. But he was in a big boyband, while I sat at home living a boring life. When we were younger, we'd spend time together 24/7 . Afterall, we were best friends from the start. And Harry always did care for me. But he got put on X-factor and became apart of One Direction. I could do nothing but be there watching it from the side.

"Now let's make you feel better." Harry laughed and dragged me out of my bed.

That night we spent time watching movies Harry brought with him while eating chinese takeout. We listened to our favorite music (we always had the same taste) while Harry forced me to dance with him. He sure did know how to make me happy.

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The next morning I woke up tucked in my bed. Harry must've carried me because I remembered  falling asleep on the couch while he sang one of our favorite songs to me. The smell of eggs and bacon filled my nose senses as I got up out of bed. As I opened my bedroom door, I saw Harry standing in the kitchen trying to perfect the position of two eggs and bacon on a plate.

"Morning." I laughed at how concentrated he was.

"Morning!" He replied in a cheery tone. "Glad you're looking better. You fell asleep so I carried you to your bed and slept on the couch. I was gonna wake you up but you looked dead asleep. Instead I ran to get some food at the store down the street and made breakfast." Harry set the two plates on my crappy fold-out dinner table by the window.

"That's lovely." I had a hard time holding back the big smile on my face while sitting down.

The breakfast was great, considering that every morning I usually just ate a piece of bread with spread. "Thanks Harry. Not just for the breakfast, but for being there for me. Sometimes I feel bad for always needing you're help."

"It's no problem, love. I'm always goi-" Harry was interrupted by the door clicking open. James walked in.

"What the fuck is he doing here?" James immediately said. He pointed at Harry and looked me straight in the eye. I looked down after a few seconds of eye contact as I felt like the breakfast was about to climb back up my throat. Things weren't going to end well here.

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That's the end of Chapter 1! I hope you like it(: Feedback please! I'll be posting Chapter 2 soon.

~Marissa