The next weeks were hell, my energy drained from the constant fighting that was going on in my house. My house was a battleground, a war zone and it was taking a toll on all of us.
I hadn't spent a night home in a week or so, Sammie and I had been held up at Niall's house with the occasional visit from Blair.
Things had calmed down when it came to Gigi. I liked that everything in that department was slowing down due to my current state. I was exhausted and Gigi could see that, as well as everyone else that was spectating. I was more quiet; withdrawn.
I hadn't talked to Harry in fear that he was upset with me due to the entire Zayn situation. I was so afraid I had hurt him that I was avoiding any contact with him, I wasn't ready to face him yet. Then again, is anyone ever ready to face a mistake that may have hurt someone they deeply care about?
"The fact that you aren't talking to him is hurting him more then what Gigi posted about you and Zayn. Kendall, it's been like a week and a half since you have talked to him." Blair kept the ball in her possession while we did our drills at practice. Glancing over at the boys team I spotted Harry who wore a headband to push the hair out of his face. He was doing sprints along with the rest of the boys soccer team.
"I just feel so stupid! Why would I even do that to him?" I was so frustrated with myself. I didn't know why I always created problems for myself, maybe Kayla had a point about me being the root of every problem. I gave into the heat of the moment without thinking twice about what it could have done in the long run.
"You were in the heat of the moment." Blair answered as I took possession and let Blair keep my same speed while I traveled with the ball towards the goal.
"I feel like that's such a bitch thing to say though!" I picked up my speed dodging a few of the other girls to get to the goal I was determined to get to.
"Well you are a bitch so what's the problem?" Blair asked my causing me to smirk slightly at her question.
"Wow you are such an amazing friend with great advice!" I laughed kicking the ball into an empty space left in the goal, raising my arms up when I saw that it made it in.
"Nice one Ramsey!" The goalie called to me just as she picked the ball back out onto the field.
"Listen to me for a second okay?" Blair paused coming to a stop after I had made my goal. Standing only a few inches away I set my hands on my hips and took in a few deep breaths to cool down from all the running. "I know for a fact Harry isn't upset with you, was he at first? Yes. He was a little hurt but what you're not realizing is that Harry fights for what he wants and what he wants is you. He's been on the down low because he wanted to give you space with everything you are dealing with, it's not because he's upset with you."
"How do you know he isn't mad at me?" I tightened my ponytail that aided in keeping my hair from falling into my face.
"Because I've talked to him." Blair stated simply shrugging.
"Ramsey! Ryan! Get out there!" Miranda our coach shouted to us while we both turned our heads and saw her pointing to us. Picking up a jog Blair followed my motion till we reached where the girls were practicing.
Practice came to an end and while packing up my things I saw the boys start to come over to us. Closing my eyes and taking a much needed breath I stood up and sling my soccer bag over my shoulder. Harry was in sight as we made eye contact, my insides falling apart the way he looked at me.
"Hey Ken!" Harry greeted with a smirk that curled up on his lips.
"Hey." I greeted back feeling utterly stupid standing her in front of him now.
"I've missed you lately!" He told me as Louis ran over to Blair and began to banter with her like he always did.
"I know... and I wanted to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry about what you had to see and-" Harry cut me off shaking his head at me.
"Let's just forget about it, you had a bad week. Everyone has days or weeks like that and you aren't an exception." His voice was so soft; so calming and comforting to hear.
"Yeah but that's no excuse for the way I acted." I told him owning up to my actions and how they effected others and their feelings.
Coming in close I feel his arms snake around my torso causing me to close the space between us. My hands cradle his face as our lips draw closer together. The heat between us burning hot as he attached his lips to mine. The sensation bringing goosebumps up into my skin that played into the entire experience. Everything was so soft and delicate like a flower. Everything was in slow motions and for a moment it was as though only Harry and I were on this field. No one else was observing and spectating our kiss that had come as a surprise to me.
My eyes had gently closed as I basked in the pure moment. All this drama that was going on in my life was melting to my feet, the bricks balancing on my shoulders were falling as Harry distracted me from the rest of the world.
Coming away from the kiss a smile formed on his lips as we both looked back at each other. My cheeks flushing a pink color from the happiness it had brought me. Seeing those perfect heart shaped lips smile with his little dimple carved into his cheeks caused an overwhelming happiness. Harry made me happy and it was as simple as that. He had the ability to take me away from my problems, he was always there for me and didn't intend on leaving in the hard times.
He really was my everything, my best friend, someone who understood me, someone I could tell everything to, someone I loved.
