Dangerously In Love (Harry Styles Fan Fiction) - ON HOLD

Chapter 15

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I have had a rough day already and Harry showing up at my door at 2 am in the morning didn't make it any good. Zayn groaned in bed when he heard the knock over the door, it was a loud knock. I literally had to push myself off the bed to go down and open it. It was Harry and all my sleep vanished, I didn't expect him to show up. I thought he was just another Niall of my group.  

Niall, really? My subconscious is not happy with the comparison that I made to myself. 

Harry was a true man tonight; he told me what he really felt about therapy and me. I'm glad I can help people, it just makes my life better and I feel so much better. The way he told me that sleep doesn't come to him until he talks to me is a good thing, because that will keep him motivated about visiting therapy every single day. 

I sigh and get back into bed with Zayn. I was so tired and now I'm sleepless again letting all my senses to float free. I really miss my Mom today; I remember her singing me a lullaby even when I was old enough just so I could go to sleep. She was a really beautiful soul and I know wherever she is today, she sure is looking out for me. I let a tear slid down my left eye and I bite my lower lip. 

"Who was it?", Zayn says half sleepy, his sleep obviously got disturbed and now I'm worried about his job tomorrow. 

It's weekend. My subconscious reminds me and I cuss myself under my breath, I always let myself down in front of my subconscious. 

"Harry.", I tell him, obviously not hiding any single thing from him. 

Zayn shifts in bed, closer to me, "I thought he left therapy?" 

I told him about Harry leaving therapy and he seemed really pleased. I really have no idea what it is that Zayn has against Harry and Harry against him. They haven't even talked to each other, not even once. I shake my head and gathered back all my thoughts. 

"He did, babe.", I say, turning to face him, "He came back today." 

Zayn's eyes are now wide open and he wants to talk in the middle of the night, but I don't rebel against it because I'm not sleepy anymore either. 

"What happened?", he does not sound concerned, he just needs to know what brought Harry back to therapy. 

A part of me really doesn't want to tell him about Harry coming back to therapy and telling me that he can't sleep if he doesn't get to talk to me, because even I know that won't sound right to Zayn. But the other half of me doesn't want to hide things from Zayn, knowing the truth comes out sooner or later. 

"His Uncle made him do it again.", I'm leaning towards the lie right now. 

Zayn sighs, turning the side light on, "At 2 am?" 

You obviously didn't think your story through. My subconscious mocks me and I know she's right. Bitch. 

I shrug, "I don't know, he's a little secretive. He just...came by and told me that Ted wants him to join therapy again."