Chapter 9
*Jacquelyn's POV*
"We've been driving for almost an hour, Lou," Liam complained.
"Yeah, are going 20 miles an hour or something?" Zayn asked.
Louis quickly covered the spedometer with his hand.
"Well, excuse me for being a safe driver," Louis murmured.
"And a slow one, too," I whispered to Liam and Zayn. They both giggled.
Omigod, One Direction is laughing at my joke.
"Can it, blondie," Louis comedically snapped, "We're here."
Louis parked the limo in the bar parking lot. We got out and walked around a bit. It was pitch black.
"There it is," Louis exclaimed, pointing towards Harry's car. We all walked over there and opened the door. Harry was asleep in the backseet.
"Awww," Liam, Louis, and Zayn cooed in unison.
Blegh.
"Ok, I'll drive Harry's car back to his flat. You guys can take the limo," Louis said.
"I CALL DRIVING!" Zayn shouted.
"DAMN IT!" Liam shouted in response. They both ran to the limo, got in, and drove away.
"So I guess I'm coming with you and Harry.." I said.
"Yeah, hop in," Louis said.
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The car ride was pretty silent, excpet for a couple of drunken moans from you-know-who...
"You ok, love?" Louis kindly asked me.
"Not really. Something is bothering me...." I started.
"Well, you can always talk to me. What is it, Jacquelyn?" He asked.
"It's just that, um....HarrytriedtohavesexwithmebutIdidn'twanttoandhecalledmeaslutsoIcalledhimaman-whoreinresponseandthenIleft."
"Aw, love. Harry only did that cuz he feels awkward around you." Louis said.
"Awkward? Around me? Why? He's always flirtatious with girls." I questioned.
"Because he really and truly loves you, and he doesn't know how to express it." Louis said smiling.
Oh.
My.
God.
HEART SHUTTING DOWN BECAUSE OF COMPASSION OVERLOAD.
Where was I......
Oh yeah! HARRY LOVES ME!
"Wow. But wait," I started, "how do I know you are not lying?"
"I'm Hazza's best friend. He tells me everything! Also, I'm not a good liar..." Louis said, giggling.
***
"1...2...3...and LIFT," I said. Louis and I hoisted Harry up his staircase. When we finally got to his room, we threw Harry on the bed, and Louis and I caught our breath.
"Ok, you can sleep in Harry's guest room if you want.." Louis started to say.
"It's ok, I'll sleep in here, if you don't mind," I said, cutting him off.
"Oh, I got you, love. I'll sleep in the guest room. See you in the morning. You kids have fun! Goodnight!" Louis said. He walked across the hall and into the guest room.
"Haha, very funny. Night, Lou!" I said.
I lay down on Harry's bed, right next to him. I felt so secure being wiht him.
"Night, Harry," I whispered, "I love you." I softly kissed him.
"Mmmm, goodnight, love..." Harry said, sleeptalking of course.
I slowly fell asleep, thinking about Harry, and love, and how I could hold both things, and never let go of them.
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