Insecurities

Chapter Ten

Baileys POV:

     "The Harry in the living room is my Harry." I tried to keep my eyes trained on everything except for my friend in front of me, I didn't want to see the look in her eyes and I don't want to be in this position that I am right now I had been hoping that she would never find this out but it's not like I have the choice to run and hide when she's being straight forward with me right now. I can't help but feel like I've let her down though and that's one of the worst feelings in the world. Finally I looked towards my friend and her usual soft brown eyes were hard and void of any emotion other then hatred. Before I got the chance to tell her not to do anything I watched as she stormed into the other room and I chase behind her immediately hoping to put out the fire before it begins. The last thing that I need right now is for a huge commotion in front of all of these people who I've just met.

"Mel, please stop!" I urgently ask hoping that she'll listen to me and let this go forever or at least until later.

"Why didn't you tell me or anyone else for that matter? Do his friends know what an asshole he is?" I could tell that she had so much more to say on the matter but she was holding back for the sake of me.

"I didn't want to disappoint you, I don't think so." I state with a small voice like a child who's getting scolded by their parent. Her eyes ran over my face for a second before she turned back around sharply her brown hair swinging in the air. I could hear her powerful footsteps against the hardwood floor as she marched towards her destination where ever that may be. Once again tailing behind her I still have hope that I'll be able to postpone whatever this is.

"How fucking dare you!" She screams and when I turn the corner I see that my dear friend was and inch or two away from Harolds face. Everyone's eyes are on the two of them and my face flushes beat red. Harry looks like a deer in front of head lights, he has no idea what to do or what to make of the girl who's shorter than him,

"Pardon?" He retorts as he looks towards Mollie for help but she just shrugs her shoulders probably wishing that she had a bowl of popcorn in her hands. Mel has always had a short tolerance when it comes to controlling her anger and when she snaps it can be comical or terrifying depending if her anger is towards you or not. I look at Louis hoping for his comfort or for him to step between the two.

"You know what I'm talking about." Everyone but Mel and I have a confused look on their face and I walk towards Mollie and Sammy knowing that they'll be able to help even if it's in a small way.

"Mel what's going on." Sammy asks and finally Mel turns her attention to anyone other than the curly hair boy.

"This is Harry." She says pointing towards him and I can tell that Samantha wants to make some sort of sarcastic comment about Mel pointing out the obvious but I shake my head at her.

"What do you mean this is Harry?" Mollie asks hoping that Mel will fill in the missing pieces of the story.

"This is the Harry that made Bailey move to Canada." She clarifies as she looks at me again and I can't tell how she feels or what she's thinking and I shiver, usually Mel is the easiest out of all of us to read and I don't like the uncertainty that I feel right now.

"Bailey?" Sammy says hoping that I'll tell them if it's true but words aren't something that I'm able to comprehend so I nod my head and I wish that this couch will swallow me up.

"What do you mean made her move to Canada?" One of the other boys pipe in and I wish that he would've kept his mouth shut. I look towards Harry sympathetically, yes I want him to feel a fraction of the pain that I had but I never ever wanted to drag his friends into this.

"Come on Harry tell your friends." She says her full attention on the boy who has a good foot or two over her but looks like he just weed in his pants. The room fills with silence and I can't handle it so I walk onto the balcony. 

     Out here in the fresh air I can't hear what's going on in the other room and I don't think that I want to, there is no doubt in my mind that Mel was able to get the boy to tell everything. More than one time she has been able to intimidate me and let me tell you that is not a position that you want to be in. I watch in awe as birds fly past me without a care in the world and I can feel myself turn green with envy. I would like nothing more than to be able to pick up an leave without a care in the world. No drama, no Harry and no horrible past.As I'm thinking of all of the places that I would fly to if I had wings I feel an arm wrap around my shoulder and I look to my right and see Louis. Neither one of us say anything for a while and I'm thankful for that but when he looks at me I can tell that he sympathies for me. Sympathy is the worst thing in the world, instead of treating someone like a normal person you you get treated like a fragile piece of china. I don't understand how some people can bask in sympathy but I find it revolting. Sarah Buckingham a girl I've known since pre k used to get sympathy for whatever she could and I always use to walk away from her when she was telling me one of her sob stories, I wasn't trying to be rude but I don't need to know her problems so she could get special treatment.

"How are you?" I couldn't help the pathetic chuckle that escaped me but out of all of the things he could've said he asked me how I am.

"I've had better days." Crossing my arms I just now realized how cold it is out here.

"Are you cold?" He asks me as he takes off his sweater and wraps it around me.

"Thanks." Looking down at my hands that are partially covered due to the fact that he has much longer arms then I do.

"Can we get out of here?" I couldn't bring myself to look at him but I know that he's still holding his gaze on me. Instead of an answer he grabs my hand and drags me into the living room. Standing behind him like he's my own personal shield.

"Liam you don't mind calling a cab for the girls Bailey and I are going out." He said and I could finally see the authority that a boy his age should have. I guess they were all still in shock because he only nodded. Peaking from behind the tall boys shoulder I looked at my friends before going over to them and hugging them.

"Do you have enough money?" I ask as I get engulfed by them. Looking over at Louis as he talks to the Niall, Zayn and Liam my eyes fall upon Miranda and she's looking right back at me. I can't read her very well but I don't think I want to know the thoughts that are going through this girls mind at this moment in time. Ever since we walked in the door I've gotten this cold feeling from her so I distanced myself, I don't have any room in my life at this moment for any petty girl drama. Waving at the boys and hugging my friends once again I allow Louis to grab a hold of my hand and take me out of the door. I have no idea where Harry went and I don't bother thinking about it too much. Louis walks ahead of me as he turn here and crosses the street to my car and I have no idea where he's taking me and I can't seem to find my voice so I can't ask him. Ten minutes later he slows the car dowm and keep his soft grasp on my hand and I welcome it. It's been a long time since I've held anybodies hand it's a welcome comforting tool.

"You like pizza right?" He asks as he shows me an award winning smile. Smiling up at him as well.

"I love pizza." Laughing at what I just said he gives my hand a gentle squeeze.

"Then follow me madame." He said as he does a weird Wizard of Oz skip before heading down the imaginary yellow brick road.

(I know this is complete and utter shit and I promise that the next time I update it'll be much better. Scouts honor.)