I'm just a rebel without a cause (One Direction fanfic)CANCELED

Chapter: 6

Zayn's ***POV***

I called Jayda up, moments later she found me in her room.

"What's up, love?" Jayda cooed, shutting the door behind her and joining me on the edge of her bed.

"Can you not tell anyone this? Harry's gonna kill me if he finds out I told you." I whispered and bit my bottom lip hard.

"Zayn. You know you can tell me anything." She smiled back, I nodded.

"Well Harry... He has a massive crush on you.. I just... Wanna... Know if you... Feel...--" I stuttered out my words until Jayda cut me off.

"Zayn. Yes, I do feel the same... He looks very shy? Is he ok?" Jayda finished my sentence, I sighed knowing why Harry is always nervous around girls he really likes.

"Well, long story, short. He had a girlfriend named Claire. She was the prettiest gal at the school at the time. And I guess Harry won her 'heart'. So Harry being 'boyfriend material' he took Claire everywhere buying her overpriced stuff and taking her out.-- Stuff like that. So one random day she broke up with him at school. Right in front of her new boyfriend. Who's a jock, and is on the football (soccer) team. Harry hasn't been the same. He says he's alright. But the truth is. He's not. So that's why he's always so nervous. 'Cause he doesn't wanna mess up again, even though it wasn't his fault." I explained, I looked at Jayda who now looked very sad.

"C'mon lets get back." I smiled, trying to brighten the mood. She nodded as I grabbed the duvets.

Jayda's ***POV***

I cannot look at Harry the same way I've looked at him before. That poor boy. Shame on Claire, so that's what he's hiding behind that shy smile of his. We entered the living room. Zayn threw Liam and Niall a duvet, of course Niall was trying to hog it all. Zayn passed me one. And him and Harry shared one. The movie played. I was barely paying attention, neither were the others...... Well maybe Liam, I guess it was just background noise. We were all having a conversation until MY childhood came up. I knew it would...

"How'd you become famous?" Liam said randomly.

"Well.." I began, drumming my finger against the couch. "I was mute till age four." I continued, trying to remember the past. I looked at the others, they were all dumbfounded and jaw dropped.

"W......W-Why?" Niall stuttered, I chuckled softly at how shaken he was.

"I don't know... I felt like my Mom didn't want me in her life. So, I just didn't talk. But that's when I met my Dad for the first time. He knew I was mute. But one random day it was just me and him inside the house. I remember him rushing to the studio 'cause he was late so somethin'. I remember him falling or tripping on something. And I started giggling... Then oh, my God. My Dad started crying because I was laughing. And I was confused. I didn't understand why he was sad. And after that moment I was talking." I explained with a confused shrug.

Hours went by... I looked at the time. It was 2 in the morning.

"Are you guys goin' to that field trip thing to that camp thing?" I asked wearily. Everyone nodded a 'yes'

"I should get home then pack then go to bed.." Liam mumbled, I noticed everyone was snuggled together. Liam and Niall, but Zayn was just using Harry as a pillow. He didn't really have a spot for his head.

I would crawl over to their duvet and slip under. Then I would cuddle into Harry.--

Wait! Hold on! Was that a.......Daydream.... I didn't do that in a long time about a boy.

Harry's ***POV***

I'm so uncomfortable, Zayn was so heavy on my shoulder.

"I'm going home, sweet dreams.-- Oh! Jayda do you need any help cleaning up?" Liam asked, Jayda did a cute sleepy 'no' nod. I don't wanna go home I wanna cuddle. Why did Claire break up with me for not being 'attractive enough'. I live alone, none of the others do.