Optical [h.s fanfiction]

Chapter 13: Touch

I huffed as I threw my stuff on my bed. When I went back to the shop to visit with Jared, as I planned to, it occurred as I thought it would. He questioned my sudden PDA and I told him the truth, that I wasn't exactly sure, but that I just felt like doing it. He was more okay with that then I thought as he said 'I should do it more often'.

Niall and Jordan seemed to take matters into their own hands as they decided to go to a local shop to by ice cream and popcorn. Apparently we were having a movie night.

I walked over to the bathroom to undo my hair from its messy bun. Loose messy curls were soon released and floated below my shoulders. A knock at the door halted me from continuing to un-knot my hair.

I expected J and Niall to be at the door with their multiple groceries, but I was mistaken.

"Jared?" I said crossing my arms interested in what was to come next.

"Bea," He smiled eyeing me.

I peeked out the door looking around the door hallway, "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you," he stuttered, "and ask if you'd like to go out again on Sunday?"

"Yeah I would like that a lot," I returned a delayed smile.

The next action surprised me but I had a feeling I inspired it from my previous actions today in the coffee shop. Jared grabbed my face and planted a kiss on my lips. It caught me off guard, but in a good way. My shoulders previous tension relaxed as I rested my hands on his own.

"I've been wanting to do that for a while," He breathed.

I laughed, "Well I'm glad you did. You have more balls then I thought,"

He laughed at my crude joke and shook his head.

"I'll see you Sunday?" He asked wanting reassurance.

I nodded smiling.

He shoved his hands in his pockets and leaned in to give me one last peck on the cheek. I closed the dorm door after he made his exit and began to think of the wrong I was doing.

I technically wasn't in a relationship with Jared, but Harry didn't know that. Was it fair to Harry? Or Jared? I could potentially hurt both of them. However, I wasn't sure of how Harry felt about me, nor Jared.

To Harry I was just some plaything, an experiment maybe. At least that's what it seemed like. May be I had this all wrong. I would find out some way.

An hour later Niall and J showed up and complained about how they couldn't decide on cookie dough of mint chocolate chip ice cream so they bought both. Not sure how they could afford it, I knew my sad college budget was limited so I was glad that they were catering tonight's activities.

We decided on the movie White Chicks even though I'd seen it at least 50 times. The parts I would normally laugh at seemed dull. I couldn't concentrate on anything but my own thoughts.

Niall would occasionally give me look, mouthing if I was going to tell Jordan at anytime soon. However, I ignored it and pretended to watch the movie playing in front of me on my Macbook.

The credits finally showed up on the screen and Niall and Jordan were still laughing about some part in the movie. I wasn't paying attention.

"Bea, you were distracted the whole movie," J forced out smudging the tears that escaped due to her laughter.

"Got a lot of things my mind I guess," I smiled at her current state.

"What kinds of things?" Niall pushed knowing exactly what I was talking about.