All That Matters

Chapter 32

Darsey's pov:

I need Harry. I know I'm stupid for letting myself think that but I do. I just feel... complete when I'm with him. I've shut these thoughts out for the last few days and I've persuaded myself into thinking I don't need him- and for a minute I actually believed it.

But when I saw him again everything changed. All the memories of the time we spent together came back. When we watched movies, laid on his roof, ate out at the diner, rides on his motorcycle. everything.

But it can't work.

Harry's pov:

I need Darsey. Whatever it takes. Sure I'm being stupid and dumb for caring so much for a girl I met 4 months ago but I don't care. I can't imagine what I will ever do if I can't get her back in my life. Even if she's not my 'girlfriend' or whatever she was before; as long as I can see her and talk to her.

My thoughts are interrupted when Niall speaks up. It takes me a minute to remember where I am.

Oh yeah, Niall's back patio, watching the rainfall with him and Liam- thinking about the annoying, stubborn girl that I can't live without.

"Harry you're quieter then usual." he comments.

"I hope your not still caught up on breaking up with Darsey because she's coming over." Liam inputs.

She's coming over?

I don't answer them. instead I stare blankly, my mind picking up speed. My heart stops when I hear the door open. she walks out in the backyard to join us and pauses when she sees me.

"Harry," the way she says my name makes my pulse race. "I- uh," she glances at Liam and Niall awkwardly.

"We'll give you two some privacy." Niall says before he and Liam exchange knowing looks and walk into his house.

"I've been thinking about what you said and-" she starts slowly.

"And what?" I ask when she pauses.

"I don't know what to do. I don't know if I can trust you but...." She trails off.

"I don't want to hear it if it's going to end in you telling me you don't believe me again." I say.

"Well it's hard to believe you. it's quite an interesting story." she fires back. I can tell she's getting worked up.

"When have I ever given you a reason not to believe me?" I advance.

"This is different!" she raises her voice. "You shatter my heart by telling me a ridiculous story and expect me to believe it, Harry?" she adds.

"Maybe I didn't expect you to believe it!" I retort.

"What does that even mean?" She questions, stepping closer to me. "I don't want to be with you if it means that you feed me ridiculous explanations and expect me to go along with them." she hisses.

"That's not what I'm doing." I say boldly. "You are just to nervous to think anything that is a little dangerous or daring." I add.

Within seconds she is only inches away, looking as though she was going to slap me. But instead her eyes that glowed with fire were replaced with a different look. At the same we both closed the space in between us, kissing hastily.