(chp 23) Stupid Subconscious

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I was woken up by someone lightly nudging my shoulder. I groaned and opened my eyes to look at who was waking me up so early. I had to blink my eyes multiple times to make sure that I was seeing clearly. “Harry? What are you doing?” I ask groggily as I sat up.

He gave me his signature cheeky smile. “I just came here to wonder why you lied about picking Zayn’s name out of the hat.” He said.

Great, I’ve been caught…again. Guess I’m not the greatest ninja. “Harry, I’m sorry that I lied I just…”

“Oh I know why you did it.” He said interrupting me. “You did it because you knew that if you had to sleep in the same tent as me, you wouldn’t be able to keep your hands off me.” He whispered in my ear as he inched towards me.

I looked over to see if Zayn could help me out but his sleeping bag was empty. “Harry I’m dating Niall. I have absolutely no feelings for you.” I said as I tried to push him away from me.

He gently grabbed my arms and pinned them at my sides as he slowly laid me down on my sleeping bag; him following right on top of me. “Everyone knows we both have feelings for each other.” Harry whispered matter of fact as he leaned closer to my face.

“You might have feelings for me, b-but I don’t have any for y-you.” I stuttered, trying to stay strong.

He raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure?” He asked as he leaned in and started kissing my neck.

“y-yes.” I gasped as he continued to leave a trail of kisses down my neck.

He moved his way back up my neck and started nibbling my ear. “How about now?” He seductively whispered.

I tried to tell him no, but I lost all function to speak. His hand slowly moved up my leg and made its way towards my stomach, slightly lifting my shirt. Harry lifted his head from my neck and stared into my eyes, waiting for my response. “Why are you doing this?” I gasped, still unsure why I was still letting him near me.

“Because I love you.” He said simply yet meaningfully.

He hovered over my lips and waited to see if I would push him away. When I didn’t he pressed his lips lightly to mine. After a few seconds he started to deepen the kiss as I tangled my fingers in his hair.

“WHAT THE HELL!!!” I heard someone say.

Harry and I quickly pulled away and I turned to see Niall, his face full of shock and hurt at the entrance of the tent. “Niall…” I began, as I started to move towards him.

Niall’s sad eyes turned to pure anger to the point where he actually scared me. “Forget it. You’re not worth my time.” He scolded, as he stormed out of the tent.

“Niall, wait!!!” I yelled, tears staining my cheeks as I started to chase after him.

Harry quickly grabbed me and lightly shoved me. “Wake up!” He said.

“What?” I asked confused, tears still pouring down my face.

He shoved me again, but this time more roughly. “Wake up!!” He said again.

I opened my eyes and quickly shot up out of my sleeping bag. I gasped trying to catch my breath and turned to look at Zayn. “What happened?”  I asked, slightly disoriented.

“You were having a nightmare.” Zayn explained, his eyes full of concern. “It took me like five minutes to wake you up.” It was just a dream? Why doesn’t that make me feel any better? “Want to talk about it?” He asked, placing a hand on my shoulder. I moved my fingers through my hair in frustration and shook my head, too frustrated and anxious to talk about it yet. I rubbed my eyes and quickly pulled them away when I realized that they were wet with tears.  Great now Zayn’s seen me cry. “You know… it’s possible to like two people at the same time.” He whispered to me, trying to comfort me. “I mean look at Riley.”

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