Out of Hand (One Direction/Harry)

Chapter 34: Piece of the Cake

I awkwardly throw my bag on the floor so I can catch their attention, but I fail. Zayn grabs my arm.

"Why is Harry's mother here?" He says pulling me closer to the people sitting in my living room couches.

"I'm wondering that myself." I respond, still confused with these people's appearance in my house.

"Raine! I want you to meet some friends." My mother pulls me close to Harry's family and I give them and apathetic smile.

"What a nice surprise this is! She's the one tutoring Harry." The man says to the women next to him. I laugh slightly.

"Oh darling! I think I remember you from somewhere maybe you've been to my house, I'm not quite sure. I'm Anne by the way." She stands up and hugs me, but I don't hug her back.

Why are these people here? Is Harry here?

"Anne, Jordan I'm glad to see you." Zayn says and slowly says hello to all of them. Including my mother. Anne hugs him tightly.

We quickly make our way upstairs and enter the room, but my mind still wonders why the hell Harry's parents are inside my house.

"How do you know Harry's mother?" I ask Zayn as I throw myself in the bed.

"Well, Harry and I were friends before he even came here." 

"Oh yeah, in Florida, I almost forgot." I say "How do you think his parents know mine though?" 

"I have no clue really." Zayn says and turns the TV on.

I ignore the sound of the television and I remember about Lauren and the fucking school project, I grab my phone and text her.

Hey Lauren, it's Raine. Ride home with me tomorrow and we'll do it here. 

She replies almost instantly.

Perfect, I'll see you tomorrow.

I look at Zayn and I want to ask him all about Harry. I want to know everything about him, but I know he'll just get mad, so I won't even try.

"Harry is avoiding me." My mouth speaks before my mind can process it.

"I wonder why." He says with a tone I don't yet identify.

"What does that mean?" I honestly ask.

"I told you to get away from him, I hope you're not like, crushing on him." The tone of his voice brings disgust to my entire body. The way he says it with so much disgust is so infuriating. 

"I'll bring some snacks so you're not starving when Oceane comes." I say, swallowing my anger and walking outside of the room before I can hear him again.

I love Zayn, and I know that everything he does is because he thinks it's the right thing. It really isn't his fault because whatever I'm doing and feeling is wrong. But he doesn't have a say in my wrong doings. It's ironic though, him being overprotective about me liking Harry when he's the one dating my sophomore sister and I have never suggested that he's too old for her or too fucking jerkish because of all the whores he's hooked up with or all the drugs he's tried. Not once, but it's okay, I guess that's what a big brother is supposed to do, but sometimes I wish he could wake up and realize he's not my big brother.

My thoughts are immediately thrown to the back of my mind when I start to process what the adults in my living room are saying.

“Harry’s doing much better here, ever since the accident and the death of Olivia he has really gone through a lot. These two years have really been something for him, military school really helped him, but he seems really comfortable here in California. He’s reunited with a lot of old acquaintances and a he’s very close with all of his new cousins here. I am really proud of seeing him improve that way.” I recognize Anne’s delicate yet loud voice and my body is in pure shock.

“It’s really good to have Zayn here too because he was Harry’s only friend when we were living in Florida. He’s really nice and he’s good influence for Harry, it’s weird they met through Gemma, but those two became brothers. I’m still concerned and worried about Zayn though. Alexandra is doing much better now and the baby is healthy and she’s really happy, but I don’t know how or even if we should let him know that she never got the abortion.” My heart nearly stops when they mention of a baby being aborted. I don’t want to listen to this anymore.

I jump of the stairs making a loud sound with my shoes so they notice I’m here and they shut up. I don’t want to hear a single word of whatever they’re talking about. I walk to the kitchen not acknowledging their existence. They are not speaking.

Success.

I grab two bags of Pita chips and a bottle of pink lemonade and two straws. I make my way to upstairs and I don’t focus on the adult’s conversation. I must’ve heard wrong. I really don’t want to think about the possibility of Zayn having a baby. I didn’t quite understand what they were talking about Harry. I’ll have to ask him.

When I get in the room Zayn’s outside in the small balcony and I place the food on the table before looking for my phone to text Harry.

I need to talk to you ASAP. Please call me, or something it’s really important.

I go back outside and open my bag of chips. The crunchy sounds of the chips in my mouth make me feel a weird pleasure. I must’ve heard wrong. How can Zayn get a girl pregnant and not tell me. And who the fuck is Olivia and why did she die and why was Harry so affected? And why would Harry’s mother know about Zayn’s problems and why would my mother know? I know his family and mine are close but I don’t get it. It doesn’t make sense to me how this connects. I have to talk to Harry. I’m going to pray to God he doesn’t avoid me tomorrow, or at least calls me or answers my text. What if this Olivia girl affects him and that’s why he gets angry sometimes? I mean what’s all this bullshit?

“I’m sorry if I made you feel bad. I try my best to keep you and your sister happy. Please trust me Raine, I’m not telling you this out of jealousy.” Zayn says making me realize we haven’t said a word while we’re eating.

“I know and I know this makes you feel impotent, and I appreciate you so much in my life. But I don’t know why you think of him so badly, and to be honest I don’t want to know. You, as my friend, have the right to an opinion on what I chose to do, that doesn’t mean I’ll do it.” I finally let it out and his reaction is unreadable.

“Raine, you’re literally telling me you’re okay with cheating on your fucking boyfriend!”

“No, I’m not!” I lie.

“Yes you are, why?”

“Don’t ask me why, because I don’t know.”

“You can’t cheat on Daniel, Raine you have to stop this.”

“You are talking to me like you never cheated on anyone. Like it’s some big deal for you, well let me tell you this. You have no right whatsoever to try and give me advice because you’re in an actual relationship now, swallow your words and stop talking bullshit Zayn!”

Before he can think of a comeback, a car pulls over my driveway, and Liam Payne gets out of the driver’s seat to open the door for my dear sister.

“I guess you’re finally getting your piece of the cake now.” I tell him before thinking."

[They're always fighting omg but its ok its ok (haha no) I want to apologize for never updating, but I have real good ideas for the story. I just didn't have time because i had to study and I went to new york (and saw ed sheeran in msg omg!!) and ugh I just didn't have time. THANKS FOR THE PATIENCE. 

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