Life with One Direction

Chapter 3: The Truth

A/N Hey guys just a message to how I type!

CAPS= YELLING OR RAISED VOICE OR GENERAL ANGER

Italics= Whispering

Regular Letters= Regular speech

Bold=  Like when your angry, but your not yelling, your just talking, but you can tell the persons angry. YOU KNOW?

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Harry's POV

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"Want to know why?" I asked him. I don't know if  Zayn will take me seriously, or just laugh at me like I'm the punchline in a bad joke...

"I'm afraid to tell her Zayn. I'm afraid to tell Megan how I feel about her." I told him. I am really afraid.

"Harry you were afraid to tell Amber how you felt. How is Megan any different?" Okay, now I'm mad.

"Zayn don't you EVER, compare Megan to anyone. Especially Amber!" I told him through clenched teeth as I pinned him up against the nearest wall.

Amber is my ex - girlfriend. I had to get a restraining order because after we broke up, she literally attacked me. Now that I have dated Amber, I realize, I don't hate Taylor as much as I used to.

"Woah Harry! Lay off the man will ya?" Niall yelled at me pulling me off of Zayn. So I looked at him like I was a serial killer who just targeted his next victim.

"I'm gonna go get me-self another Zebra cake I think, yeah that's what I'll do." He said practically running into the kitchen. We made sure he was gone before we laughed. We all laughed, and I felt a smile spread across my face as I heard it. I heard her laugh, her beautiful, extraordinary, pure, blissful, and unique laugh I've wanted to hear since I arrived. That was over an hour ago. 

"Hey Meg, can I talk to you for a minute please love?" I asked her. "Yeah." She smiled walking to her room. I followed her.

"What did you want to talk about?" She asked.

"Well, um, I know this girl. She has beautiful eyes, a bright smile, a wonderful laugh. I mean this girl is gorgeous, she has, light brown hair, and chocolate brown eyes. She has an older brother, whom I have recently befriended, um, she has a stud piercing, and she has a tattoo, of a infinity sign, with the name One Direction on separate loops, on her wrist. But not nearly as many tattoos as me. But I love her anyways. And I came in here, to see if, she loves me too." I explained this to her and she put on a look as if she were in deep thought, as if processing everything I just told her. 

"How long have you known this girl Harry?" She asked me. I knew what she was doing. So why not play along?

"Erm, about five and a half years. Why?" I surprised I had to think about ho long I've known her....oops.

"How long have you liked her?" She questioned me with that adorable half smile of hers.

"Since the day we met." I told her, and I saw her smile widen a little more.

"What I want to know is, why you've kept your feelings secret from her for so long. I mean why wait almost six years, to tell her how you really feel?" She asked getting a little closer to me, as I felt the warmth of her breath on my arm.

"Because, I was afraid to tell her. Afraid of rejection. And if it wasn't for Louis, I wouldn't have gotten the chance to tell her in person, just how much I love her. Meg, I am crazy, in love with this girl.... I need to know if she's in love with me too. Her brother, told me she's supposed to go to my hometown tomorrow. If she wants, then I could go with her, and show her around. But she is NOT leaving until I get my answer.... And your fake pondering is KILLING me." I told her. I just told her how I feel, and now I feel like this great weight, like.... Its... Been lifted off my chest.

"She doesn't like you Harry." She said with a sad face.

Oh my god, I just poured my heart out to her, and that's how she responds? I couldn't help it, I just let the tears fall right there.

"She LOVES you." She giggled. I felt like an idiot. Especially when I heard whoops and snickers from the other side of the door.

Megan's POV

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"She LOVES you." I giggled. He looked so embarrassed when he heard the boys whooping and snickering on the other side of the door. "She always has, she was just waiting for you to say something first. Harry, I love you okay, you didn't think I would say it but there it is.... Its all true Harry. I love you, I always have, fro, the moment we first met, I knew, that no matter what, I would always love you, weather I got to say it or not." I finally finished with a sigh.

He put his hand around my waist and pulled me in close. "I love you too." He said. Then he planted his lips on mine, his hand pushed up the sleeve of my jacket I put on earlier. I could feel his thumb touch my scars. As he pulled away from the kiss, I pulled down my sleeve as fast as I possibly could.

He extended his arm out to me, like I was going to run away at any second. He gently took my hand and pushed up my sleeve. When I looked at him I saw the smile that was there just moments ago, had disappeared into a mix of anger and sadness.

"What is this? Meg, why would you do this?" He asked me I couldn't look at him, I didn't want to see him cry. 

Zayn's POV

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"Somethings wrong." I whispered to the boys, as we intently listened from our spots behind the door.

"What is this? Meg, why would you do this?" I heard Harry say. I could tell there was definitely something wrong. I could hear it in his voice. It was shaking, and quiet. I heard tiny sniffles from behind the door. And by the looks on their faces I could tell Brice and the boys did too. As I listened closer, I could make out a voice, faint, but it was still in the room. I couldn't tell if it was Harry of not. What was so bad that it had both of them crying?

Harry's POV

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"Baby, please, just don't cry. All I'm asking you is why. Why Meg, that's all I want to know. Why would you do this to yourself. Huh? Tell Me! Please Meg..... I just want to know, why you would ever want to cut yourself." I whispered. She buried her face in my chest and cried a little harder every time I asked her.

"Hey, whats wrong?" Liam asked us as he walked into the room with Brice and the boys following right behind him.

"I don't know." I whispered to him.

"Come here Meg, now tell me everything." he told her. Leave it to Daddy Direction, he'll solve it...... Eventually.

We've known Megan for almost six years. If she was going to talk directly to anyone, it was Louis. She has always been like a sister to him. That makes five. No just kidding. But really if we want to know whats wrong, then Lou's gonna have to find out for us.

"Megan, what happened, love whats wrong?" Louis asked her. She sat up holding onto my hand ready to talk.

"I got them a week ago. I gave them to myself because the abuse I got. I just couldn't deal with the pain. The abuse from Alex, I got used to it. But the hate on Twitter, it was ridiculous really, but it just hurt me so bad. I couldn't take it anymore. And that's when I posted this." She said pulling out her phone. She was on Twitter already.

@Megan_Miller427: I hope your happy.

"Oh my gosh, Megan, I had no idea." Louis said comforting her like the big brother he is.

"But Megan, why didn't you just tell us?" Zayn asked. As I looked at him he put his head in his hands, he was hiding his face but that wouldn't help. We all knew he was crying. 

"Guys, we should get some sleep. Its nearly midnight." Megan said looking at her phone once more. "And guys, I'm not leaving. I'm staying here, in Washington." She said and I smiled an true, and genuine smile.