The Decision || h.s.

Chapter 22: Heartache

Chapter 22: Heartache

*POV: Snow*

The soreness between my legs surprises me a bit as I wake up. I roll over slightly to see Harry still fast asleep, his arm draped over me. We were up for quite a bit last night making out and then we had sex. I feel like a bad person, but I sort of knew this was always bound to happen. When does a girl not fall in love with her guy best friend? I’ve never heard a case where that doesn’t happen.

That still doesn’t make the fact that I cheated on Zach hardcore right.

Just thinking about Zach makes me want to hurl. I betrayed him like Ash betrayed me. The only differences between our stories is that I loved the person I cheated on Zach with and Ash didn’t love the girl he betrayed me with. Now I’m a hypocrite. I just wish I could’ve been free like Harry was when this all happened. That’s what happens when you’re in denial though. You wait forever and then it all just blows up in your face. It just means that I for sure have to leave Zach and I’m going to do that today. He’s just such a nice a guy and I don’t want to see his face when it happens.

“You think too much,” Harry mumbles, bringing my body closer to his. I smile, snuggling into his chest.

“I have a lot to think about,” I respond and he tightens his arms around me.

“I’m sorry. This is all my fault. I should’ve waited-“ he begins the self blame game, but I stop him by pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

“I don’t regret anything,” I tell him. He smiles, relief washing over him. I can understand why he’s so on edge about the whole thing. I normally don’t react well to these kind of situations, but just the fact that I have Harry by my side is making me think clearly, calmly.

“I was worried for a second,” he admits to me shyly, hiding his face in the crook of my neck.

“Don’t be. Besides, it’ll all be over in a few hours once I go break-up with Zach,” I tell him and he releases a breath that tickles my neck.

“Do you have to go?” he mumbles and I nod.

“What’s going on between us isn’t right, yet,” I tell him and he nods, understanding. I don’t want to move though. I’m too comfortable here with Harry. Our comfortableness is short lived though when we hear a knock on the door and Louis’ obnoxious voice telling Harry to let him and Niall in. My eyes widen as I grab my clothes off of the floor and with a sheet, I make my way to the bathroom. I hurry and dress myself into the clothes I packed for the day and comb my hair back into a pony tail. I hear the door open and I know that he’s let the lads in. I grab a piece of gum to hide my morning breath and put foundation on quickly, adding a little mascara. I then walk out of the bathroom to where the boys are.

“Snow?” Niall asks.

“Did you guys?” Lou adds.

“They must’ve I mean he-“

“look at her and-“

“Enough. That didn’t happen,” Harry cuts in quickly. He has his jeans from last night on making me a bit confused, but I don’t question anything more.

“Why is she here then?” Louis whispers and I roll my eyes.

“I was coming to mock him about how hungover he probably was before heading up to Zach’s. I was a bit surprised when he wasn’t though,” I answer them with a giggle at the end. They seem skeptical, but accept it. I then sit down and put on socks and my combat boots.

“She’s been here all morning. It’s about time she left and stopped pestering me,” Harry jokes.

“Why would I want to stay and pester you anyway? I have a much better plan to waste my time for the day,” I tell him.