Harry Styles is my what??

Chapter 4

I squeezed my eyes shut, to try and stop the tears from over flowing.

'Hey, you ok?' Harry asked anxiously, rubbing his hand on my back to attempt to soothe me.

'Mmhmm' I could feel Liam's worried stare on me. Luckily Louis, Niall and Zayn were glued to the movie.

'If you don't want to watch it, you can just say you're tired and go to bed' Liam told me quietly, scooting over next to Harry.

'I'll do that...where am I sleeping?'

'You're sleeping in my room for the next week or so because your room doesn't have a bed yet' Harry whispered, smiling apologetically.

'It's ok' I whispered back. I was actually really glad. I was sure to have one of my nightmares tonight after this stupid movie. I yawned tiredly and loudly as I could.

'You sleepy Soph?' Niall asked, his eyes still on the movie.

'Uh...yeahh' I answered.

'I'll take her to bed' Harry said quickly, pulling me off his lap. I pouted at him until he chuckled and carried me up in his arms again.

'Night boys' I said, waving at them from Harry's arms.

'Night Soph' They chorused. Liam was the only one that actually turned to check that I was ok and seeing that I was fine, waving at me and smiling.

'Liam's nice' I yawned, this time for real. Harry laughed.

'His daddy direction. Whay did you except?' He asked as we entered his room.

'Mmmhmmm. I don't know' I mumbled as he put me down on the bed gently. I got up, stretched and began to search for my pajamas. After five minutes of searching, in which Harry had already gotten changed AND brushed his teeth, I still haven't found my freaking pajama top.

'Oh stuff it' I mumbled. I grabbed my shorts, put them on, then grabbed one of Harry's t-shirts.

'Is that my shirt?' Harry asked, raising his eyebrow as I entered the bedroom after brushing my teeth.

'Yup' I said, laying down on the super comfy king sized bed. 'You can go back down if you want to' I added quietly.

'Nah. I've watched Titanic so many times I can remember Jack's dying speech.' He said, rolling his eyes, smiling. I winced. I hated that part. It reminded me too much of...him.

'Did I say something?' Harry asked worriedly, noticing my wince.

'Um...no' I mumbled into the soft pillow, so much like mine at my....other home.

'If you don't mind. Do you mind telling me why you were so freaked out of Titanic?' Harry asked, choosing his words carefully.

'I..I...I can't' I muttered, staring at the ceiling.

'Then when you can, can you tell me?' He asked gently.

'I guess' I smiled softly. I turned over to face him and scooted over to his arms. 'I'm colddddddd' I whined . Harry chuckled and wrapped his warm arms around me.

'Night Soph, love you' He whispered, kissing my forehead.

'Night Haz. Love you too' I whispered back, smiling as I snuggled under the warm covers. Soon, I was fast asleep. But of course not everynight is filled with unicorn and candyfloss dreams......

' I wanna swim Sophieeeeee' Alex whinged, clapping his pudgy little hands together. 'But I don't know how to swim and mummy and daddy aren't here' My 7 years old self said, frowning. 'But Sophieeeee' Alex pleaded, his 5 year old eyes sparkling blue. 'Well....ok. But you have to promise not to tell mummy or daddy' I asked him, putting out my pinky finger. 'Pinky promise?' I asked. 'Pinky promise' Alex chorused, intertwining his little pinky around mine. So I got up with Alex, running into the cool water on the hot summer day. 'Race you!' Alex laughed, jumping into the water. I laughed too as I jumped in as too. We started wading in until it got too deep and there was a strong current, pulling us away. 'ALEX!' I screamed, trying to stand up. 'SOPHIE!" Alex gurgled back. 'Alex....Alex.....Alex.......'

'Alex....Alex....' I cried out. I felt warm hands stop me from falling off from the bed.

'Sophie? Sophie!' A familiar voice asked anxiously, jerking me awake. I sat up in the bed and clutched the bed cover around me, heavily breathing.

'Sophie....what happnened? Was it a bad dream? Who's Alex?' Harry asked worriedly. I opened my mouth to answer, but instead a sob came out, and another, and another, until I was crying my heart out. Harry didn't say anything. He just simply pulled me into his chest and let me soak his shirt with my saltly tears.

'I'm....I'm so sorry' I gulped, trying to gain control over myself.

'Shhhhh. It's ok, it's ok.' He soothed, brushing my hair softly.

'I can't go back to sleep' I mumbled into his chest.

'You don't have to. It's morning' Harry told me, still stroking my hair. I regretfully pulled myself away from him.

'Then I better have a shower' I weakly smiled, getting up.

'You don't have to get up yet. You can go back to sleep' Harry frowned.

'No, I'm fine. Really' I added, seeing his worried face. 'And um..can you not tell any other of the boys what happened?' I asked hesitantly.

'Sure Soph. It's a scecret between you and me' He winked. I laughed feebly as I opened the bathroom door.

'Now I'm going to forget all about that nightmare and start a fresh new day' I told myself. I lathered my self with strawberry body shampoo and apple shampoo. I rinsed the shampoo off climbed out of the shower. Wrapping my towel around my body, I started to blow dry my hair and straightened it.

I pulled on pink skinny jeans, a black high neck tank and my golden necklace. I grabbed my jacket from my suitcase as I exited the door, seeing as Harry had already gone into the kitchen.

'MORNING SOPH' Someone screamed. I screamed slightly and clutched my heart dramatically.

'My gosh Lou. YOU COULD'VE GIVEN ME A HEART ATTACK' I screamed right at him.

'Oops' He winked, sitting down into a chair. I just rolled my eyes playfully.

'Morning Soph. Sleep well?' Liam asked.

'Yep' I answered, I wasn't really lying. I did sleep well, apart from the nightmare part.

'Oh my gosh guys.' I suddenly gasped. They all turned to look at me.

'What?' They chorused.

'IT'S SATURDAY!' I squealed, jumping up and down like a little girl again. Louis laughed and started to jump along with me. Soon we were all laughing and giggling after jumping up and down like crazy people.

'I think you've made One Direction even more crazy' Liam said, pulling a face.

'I can make anyone crazy' I winked, pulling a face right back at him. I listened to the other boys chatter what they were going to do today, tomorrow and their music videos blah blah blah.

'Haz, have you ever thought of straightening your hair?' I asked randomly.

'What? No' He answered, baffled.

'Oh' I said thoughtfully.

'He did straighten his hair once though........' Louis chimed. The boys roared with laughter as they thought of that day. Even I had to giggle. Harry Styles without his famous curls?

'And I will never do that again' Harry said solemnly after listening to Louis's detailed version of that day. He really shouldnn't have said that. I exchanged mischievous looks with the other boys and we all nodded slightly. I repeat; He really shouldn't have said that.