Chapter 7

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Chapter 7




Harry's car pulled into the the parking lot in front of the dorm buildings. He hurried out and opened the door for me, I thanked him as we started for my dorms. He offered to walk me up even though I told him I was fine to walk by myself. He was such a gentleman, I loved this side of him.

Once we reached my dorm, we both walked inside and I shut the door. He sat on the small love seat next to Trish's bed and I dressed into some comfortable clothes.

"When does Trish usually get back?" He asked, looking around the room.

"She'll probably get back soon, she's always out late with Niall." I reply, throwing my clothes into the small washer that was next to the tv.

"Oh." He says.

"Wait, you don't think they have a thing for eachother...do you?" I asked, looking back at Harry.

"I don't know, possibly." Harry replied.

"I mean, there always out late with eachother." I say. "What do you think they always do?"

"Erm...I guess you could be right." He says.

"Should we ask them?" I ask, starting the washer.

"No, if anything is going on between them, they will tell us." Harry informed. "I don't want to assume things."

"Yeah, your right." I sigh, sitting on my bed. He joins me and places his arm around my shoulder.

"I'm always right." He smirks.

I slap his arm and he holds it in pain. Maybe I hit him a little too hard to he a playful one. Oops.

"Ok...you gotta stop doing that." He says, still holding his arm.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hit you that hard." I apologize, slipping a laugh.

"Look at this, you gave me this huge fucking red mark." He said while laughing a bit.

"I said I'm sorry." I say.

"Well a simple sorry will not make this disappear." He scoffs.

"I'm sorry." I said and wrapped my arms around him. He strokes my cheek with his hand and kisses my forehead.

"It's okay." He smiles.

"Good." I sigh. "Thanks for taking me to ski today, even though we didn't really do much of it."

"We can go again." He says simply.

"Whatever, you'll probably chicken out again." I tease.

"No I won't." He defends.

"How about we go somewhere else next time we go on a date." I offer, looking up at him.

"Yeah, let's leave skiing out of the picture." He adds, looking back at me.

"For sure."

He slowly leans in and our lips touch. I could feel some sort of electricity fly throughout my body as they moved in a sync. It felt so amazing to have his lips on mine, they were so soft and his kisses were so delicate. He deepens the kiss by forcing his tongue in, and our tongues dance around. His hands trail up and down my thighs as we remain the kiss. I didn't want to let go, it was impossible. He had some sort of magical power over me, that controlled me, took over me, his kisses hypnotized me. Just him in general, hypnotized me.

He slowly pushes me against the wall and my elbow smacks really hard onto the corner of my bed frame, causing me to break the kiss.

"Shit!" I cursed, holding onto my arm.

"Did I hurt you?" Harry asked, his face full of concern.

"Yeah, you kinda made me smack my elbow...really hard." The pain keep shooting into my elbow, feeling like it was repetitively getting stabbed. I know Harry didn't mean to, so I wasn't really angry with him.

"I'm so sorry Tori." He apologizes.

"It's okay Harry, it was only a accident." I reply, letting go of my arm to forget about the pain. I stroked his arm and looked up, meeting his beautiful green eyes. He smiled and brushed loose hair behind me ear.

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- Niall's POV -


"Stop." I said, breaking Trish and I's small kissing session.

"What?" She said, laughing a little.

"Don't you think we should tell Harry about...us?" I suggested and Trish sighed.

"Yeah...maybe we should." She replied. "Theres no reason to really be hiding this."

"Yeah." I sighed.

"Should we tell them tonight or...?"

"Do you think they're back from their date?" I asked, looking at the time on my phone.

"I don't know, just call them." She ordered, taking my phone and handing it to me. I quickly dialed up Harry's number and leaned against the blue walls of my dorm.

"Hello?" Harry's raspy voice filled my phone's speaker.

"Are you guys back from your date?" I asked.

"Yeah...we got back an hour ago." He replied.

"Mind if I stop by?"

"It's up to Tori." He says.

"Could you um...ask her?" I asked.

"Sure." Harry said. It was silent, but not for very long.

"So?" I asked."

"She said of course." He answered. I looked over at Trish and nodded.

"Great, I'll be there in five." I hung up my phone and placed it in my pocket. We quickly slipped on our coats and shoes, heading across the small parking lot to the other dorms.

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-Harry's POV-


"So their coming?" Tori asked, tracing her finger up and down my leg as we both sat on her bed with our backs against the wall.

"Yeah...Niall's got something to tell us I guess." I replied.

"Oh." She says, still tracing her finger along my leg.

"I kinda wanted to be alone with you." I said, pouting.

"Me too, but let Niall come and tell us what he wants to tell us." She said. "Besides, it might be what I think it is." She smiled.

"Or it might not." I sigh.

"I think it is." She defends.

"You can think whatever."

"You can be in denial all you want, I think theres something between them."

"I'm not in denial, I'm just saying you could be wrong." I add.

"Okay, whatever." She rolls her eyes and takes her hand off my leg.

"You didn't have to stop." I say.

"I know, but I wanted to." She said, picking at her nails.

After sitting in the dorm in complete silence, Niall and Trish come into the dorm, kicking off their shoes. Maybe Tori is right, maybe they could be seeing each other and not been telling us. There is really no reason to be hiding it, it's not really a big deal.

"So, what we were going to tell you guys was..." Niall started.

"Yeah?" Tori encouraged.

"We are..."

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Cliffhanger! Sorry, thought I thought I'd start the next chapter with the truth being told to Harry and Tori. So, vote? Comment? It would make me a happy person. :) x

~Jenna

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