Hummingbird | Sequel to Butterfly [A Harry Styles Fanfiction] {Book 2}

Chapter 16: He Said What?

Cami's POV:  

My body felt shaky and my throat dry. My stomach was upside down and I could still taste the alcohol on my lips from the kiss I had just shared with Harry. I was barely able to get down the stairs without nearly tumbling over after every step. I felt completely dazed from what I had just learned and after kissing Harry for the first time in over six months. I couldn't believe that he actually said he still loved me after all I had done and worse, that I had let him kiss me with Sean just downstairs. We may not have officially defined our relationship, but even still, I felt awful.  Sean had come home with me for Thanksgiving and I had run up the stairs to chase my ex boyfriend, leaving him at a table with people he didn't know and ended up sharing the most passionate kiss I'd had in months.

My head was spinning. I felt like I had completely lost control of my mind and body. I didn't know what to think now that Harry knew the truth and he still wanted me. He caught me completely off guard with a truth I never thought would surface. Liam was the last person I expected to reveal my lie and the fact that Niall had something to do with this was a surprise in itself.  I was even surprised that Harry seemed so jealous of Sean at all when he was the one who ended things the first time. I had just assumed that I was the only one of us who was still holding on to those feelings, but that wasn't the case. Having Sean in my life made this all the more difficult. A few months ago I would have embraced Harry's kiss like it was the last I would ever get, but now it was different. Being with Sean this last little while showed me that it didn't always have to be so dramatic and hard to be with someone else. He was gorgeous and kind and he really seemed to care about me. I felt comfortable with him, something I didn't always feel when I was with Harry. I always felt uneasy and hesitant when he and I were together, like I was always waiting for him to realize I wasn't good enough and that there was someone else better, just like his mother must have thought.  With Sean it all just seemed so easy. I didn't have any of the drama I faced with Harry and yet, the moment Harry's lips touched mine, I nearly wanted to give it all up right then and there. I surprised even myself when I had managed to pull away despite the strong force that felt as if it was pushing us together again.

Kissing Sean never felt quite like that, and I was worried at what that meant.

For now, the only thing I could do was get through the rest of this trip and worry about the rest of it when I was back in San Francisco.

I wiped under my eyes the best I could and took a deep breath as I headed back into the dining room.

Conversation was flowing nicely and naturally for the first time all night and even Sean seemed comfortable talking to my best friend. It made me realize even more how much Harry and I affected the mood of others around us. 

Once I walked fully in, all eyes were on me and the conversation stopped instantly.

"There you are," Charli said, lightly.

"Sorry," I apologized, re-taking my seat next to Sean.

"There's apple pie," Nora said. "Would you like some,  dear? It's homemade."

I smiled and nodded my head, hoping some comfort food would settle the uneasy feeling in my gut.

"It's delicious," Sean complemented, taking a forkful of his own.

Nora chuckled, handing me a plate full of my own. "Flattery will get you everywhere," she teased, making the table chuckle.

I smiled, not yet able to even fake a laugh, but even that seemed to raise red flags. 

"I think you've got yourself a real nice boy here," Dylan said, making me feel even worse for what had happened upstairs.    

Of course Charli's parents had no idea what was going on, but it just felt like they were making it so much worse. That was until Harry came back downstairs of course. Now that made things much, much worse.