Super Human (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 17

"Hey Diana!" Zayn welcomes me as I stand in the doorway to Nialls room. I can barely see Niall hanging over the bed with a packet of Doritos through the cigarette smoke.

"Hey"

"Aren't you gonna come in? We don't...well we do bite" Niall winks and much to my annoyance, I close the door behind me. Its like I can't breath in this room.

After the first cough leaves my mouth I take it upon myself to open the window, which I do, standing with my head by it to regain myself.

"It's really not that bad sweetie" Niall smiles, I ignore the last word.

"I'm just not used to it I guess" I shrug and he smiles, getting off the bed and walking towards me. I am unsure what he is going to do for a second and when he puts his arms around my waist instead of kissing me I am some what relived. It's not that I don't want to kiss him it's just..well...I don't know. Is it the fact that everyone is watching us or that I denied him earlier? No. Of course it's not and I know it. I am lying to myself. It's Harry. I won't kiss Niall because of Harry. It's stupid. Why does everything revolve around him?

Niall ends the hug and takes ahold of my hand, pulling me towards the bed so sit on the edge of it with him.

I didn't even notice Louis. He is sat meters away from the small tv in the corner of the room watching a football match. Zayn seems to be glued to it too.

"Does Harry know?" Niall asks, his hand reaches for mine and he squeezes it gently. I am beginning to feel slightly on edge.

"Know what?" I keep my voice quiet so I don't interrupt the two boys watching television.

"That we kissed?" Nialls eyes never leave my face and I have to look away from his constant stare. It's so hard to make eye contact with him.

"Yeh" I mumble

"Yes? What did he say?"

"I don't know. I'm just trying to move on"

"Move on?"

"Oh..yeh...um"

"Move on from what?"

"Harry"

"Why would you have to move on if...were you two together?" He lets my hand go and it falls onto the sheet of the bed.

"No. We never were in a relationship. I guess I am just moving on from him all together. He told me he liked me, well he acted like he did and I believed him. When I tried to talk to him he shot me right down and told me that he would hurt me and that I should just forget" I sigh. Why am I telling Niall? Why am I telling anyone? I still don't know who I can trust in this little group.

"Oh" Niall looks at the TV with the rest of his friends and another sigh leaves my lips. Have I blown it?

We sit and watch the television for a few moments and I desperately think of something to say but Niall gets there before me.

"Did you like him then?"

"I.." My mind takes a moment to think about how this question should be answered, "I thought I did"

"Thought?"

"What's with all the questions?" I snap, immediately regretting it as his soft eyes look away. "I'm sorry Niall. I am just tired"

"Well maybe you should get some sleep. We will talk tomorrow" he says and I get to my feet. Maybe sleep is the best idea right now.

He kisses my forehead and I plant a small kiss on his cheeks which turn adorably pink.

"I will see you tomorrow" he promises and I nod, turning down the hall way and walking until I hear his door shut behind him. That's when I fast walk. I fast walk straight back to the room.

"Didn't stay long then?" Harry makes me jump as I approach our door. I spin on my feet to turn and face him in the corridor.

"What? Why are you standing there?"

"I was on my way to come and get you" he admits and I huff, turning around and opening the door. I push it closed behind me but he stops it with his foot.

"So what did you do? Did you kiss? Or even-"

"Why would it be any of your business Harry? You are really starting to piss me off! I am done with your shit I can see who I like!" I shout and he frowns at me for a moment before smirking, his tongue flicking against the top of his mouth. The dimples are showing as he stares at me with humerus eyes.

"What?" I cross my arms

"Your sexy when you cuss" he bites his bottom lip and I feel my heart skip in my chest. I turn around to stop him seeing my cheeks redden. Butterflies go swooping around in my stomach. What is he doing to me?

"Are you going out tonight?" I hear him move closer to me as I stand over my bed.

"No. I am going to bed now. I am so tired and confused"

"Confused? About what?"

"I don't know" I dismiss him and lie down in the bed, flicking off the light and pulling the duvet up to my neck.