I followed each and every one of them back, cause you know, I'm a nice guy, and kept tweeting. I let a bunch of notifications consume so that I won't check them one by one and when I was at 40 I clicked on it. I scrolled through all of them replying...
I logged on everyday. In fact...I never signed out. I kept on refreshing my messages over and over again. But nothing. It was all for nothing.
It has been two weeks already since we had our first real fight ever. Because you know...we have small arguments every now and then but this time it was serious. Is it really a fight? Could you say that? I mean I wasn't fighting. We were just ...how do I out it...saying our opinions in a really loud voice. You know, if we were face to face I would imagine it would have been a loud conversation. But we never met and I THANK THE LORD for it. And it's not like I didn't apologize for what I said. He is just being a big baby. And what does it matter to him anyway. What's the big deal about Ed coming to live with me. What difference does it make? It's not like I asked him to help me with this. What could he do from the other side of the world? Ok not that far but still... I didn't need anything from him. I DON'T need anything from him. No one asked for his opinion. No one asked him to tell me what I should and should not do. He doesn't have to boss me around like he's my dad or my m-my bo...my boyfriend!!! NO! HE CAN'T!
And coming to think of it....why the hell am I fussing over this thing? I have made my decision and I AM going to stick to it whether Harry likes it or not. I shouldn't even be thinking what he thinks of me. Ed is my friend and I am not going to simply leave him out on the street. What if it was me in his position? Like last time... . I wouldn't want that to happen to anyone let alone someone I know. And if harry doesn't understand the situation then that is his problem not mine. And if he doesn't want to speak to me again, I'm not going to sit and cry like a baby. Yes it will be the biggest regret of my life because come on – how many people can say that they are friends with HARRY FUCKIN STYLES???? But shit happens and if this is the way it was meant to be then fuck it. It was nice while it lasted.
Harry's P.O.V.
We were in the recording studio supposedly recording songs for the new album but my mind...I wasn't concentrating. I couldn't. All I could think about was one thing. I didn't even know which song we were doing. The lyrics?? What lyrics? I couldn't memorize a single word I was supposed to sing, and mind you, I wrote most of the songs so yeah – I couldn't even remember my own words. I was in space and the boys knew. Liam was always nudging me when it was my turn and he was really getting pissed off every time I messed up. But of course he would. I didn't blame him. I was wasting their time and the Producer's time as well. And my own. I could have been talking to her or apologizing. But no! I am too stubborn to do that. After all I was only trying to help. There was no need to get all pissed at me and shit. I care and that's it. I said it. I am starting to care about her even though we have never met in person. I don't care about what she looks like. Her heart is kind. How many people are able to accept a guy to come live with you because his mother kicked him out just because he's gay? I know it sounds bad but if it was me, I would surely think about it twice. Not because he is gay or anything don't get me wrong but I think it would definitely change the way I live. I mean yeah I live with the guys and one of them is gay but...yes Niall is gay...so you see - that is not the problem and I don't have a problem with gay people. But I've known the guys since forever and we are all comfortable around each other. She? She hasn't know this guy for that long and she refuses to let him fend for himself. I don't know if she is just persistent or really caring. Whichever it is, it's cute. And her character is amazing. I mean for real I can't think of anyone as awesome as her. None of the girl I have ever dated were as funny or cheeky or goofy or anything like her really. She's one of a kind. She's different. She's...special. I have never had long term relationships. I know I'm not in a relationship with her and I don't know why I'm mentioning this but I feel like I have to talk about it. The point is, I have never been in an relationship for longer than two months, if you can even call them a relationship, but we have been talking on Twitter for more than that and I feel like we have something more real than I have ever had with any of the girls I've been with. I'm losing my mind over her. I can't stop thinking about her all the time. I don't even know what I'm doing along the day and I don't care to be honest. I'm only smiling when I'm talking to her and when I'm not, I'm mostly reading all of our conversations. Why does she do this to me? Why do I feel like this? A feeling I have never felt before and I can't even explain it but it's awesome. Why her? Why me? I can't seem to find an answer to all of these questions and no one can help me. I tried to talk to the guys about it but all I end up doing is mess up their heads because I can't even explain it properly. All I know is that I want to meet her. I want to see her...talk to her...hug her...hold her...maybe even...I want to kiss her. But how? We live on opposite sides of the country. How will we ever meet? What if... no. How about we....nuh-uh. Will it be possible to...wait...
OH MY GOD I GOT!!!!! HARRY YOU ARE A FREAKINGG GENIUS :D
Zayn's P.O.V.
After the recording session, I decided that I wanted to do nothing. NO THING! NOT a THING. So I just sat on the couch chilling and switched on the TV. Okay, technically "watching TV" is "doing something". But the point is, my body ain't movin'. Huh,...that could be a good line for a song. I'll tell the guys later. Right now, I just want to relax, keep my thoughts away and maybe take a nap....
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
SHIT! Great just great! Too much for taking a nap and relaxing.
"It's open", I shout at the door hoping that whoever is on the other side hears me so I won't have to wake my lazy ass up. But the door remained closed. Oh well, that plan did not work out as I had in mind.
Idiot, I muttered to myself as I dragged my body off the couch and went towards the door to see who interrupted my 'alone time'. As I turned the knob of the door, it burst open almost slamming me to the floor and someone came rushing in. It happened in a flash of a second that I didn't even have the time to see who came into my flat.
"Zayn I need your advice", the voice said.
Oh... Harry... that explains the fuss and the fact that he didn't enter when I said "come in". His manners are a little bit annoying and unnecessary sometimes. But that's our Harry everybody; polite, educated and very, and I do mean VERY, sensitive.
"Hello to you to Harry. Oh, how am I? Well to be honest I was in the middle of taking a nap, thanks for asking. Good talk. Thanks for stopping by. Goodnight", I said while keeping the door open for him and gesturing to leave.
He didn't leave.
"Goodnight? Zayn it's two in the afternoon."
"So? Can't a person sleep at this hour? I'm really tired Harry and you know how I love my naps."
"Gosh you are spending too much time with Niall lately, he's rubbing off on you."
"Whoa...that sounds wrong in soo many ways."
"Dirty mind, you know that's not what I meant. Any way that's not why I'm here. I need some advice."
"Are you okay? You never usually come to me for advice."
Suddenly I feel proud that Harry came to me for advice. He normally keeps everything to himself and figures it out on his own. Or we all go to Liam.
"Yeah well, Liam had to meet with his mum. Something about his aunt's hamster running away. I don't know, so I had no choice but to come here."
Way to bring a person down Harry.
"Gee thanks. It's good to know that you think so fondly of me."
"Could you stop being sarcastic and help me please? I'm freaking out"
