Taken (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Hello!!

Just wanted to let you guys know that it’s Christmas break right now and I FINALLY have ample time to write.. But I’m posting it like days after the break..so yeah..

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It’s been about 3 days since that thing with Zayn and I hadn’t been in touch with any of the boys, except for Harry of course, ever since.

Judging by how Harry acts toward me, Zayn must have not yet told them about my scar.

Today, Harry invited me to go to the movies. I’ve settled on an oversized grey hoodie that Harry lent me that fell just below my butt. With that, I paired my dark blue leggings and some Keds. The usual.

“Love, you done trying everything there in your closet?” Harry asked from outside my bedroom door.

I then opened my door. The boys now considered the house as their own since they can just walk in anytime they want now, which isn’t a problem at all.

“Just finished.. I’ll just go get my bag..” I said as I grabbed my phone and stuffed it in my sling bag.

“Let’s go then..” Harry said as he put his arm around my shoulders right after I locked my door.

He sneaked a kiss on my cheek as I felt my cheeks burn. I hope he doesn’t notice.

“Awww, you look cute when you blush..” he said.

I stuck my tongue out to him as we half walked, half ran down the stairs.

“Jane, we’re going..” I shouted as she yelled an “ok” back.

“So..what are we watching tonight?” I asked as we walked to his car. He, being a gentleman, opened the door for me.

“Insidious 2..” he answered cheekily, his adorable dimples showing.

“Oh no. Now I wouldn’t be able to sleep again. Thanks, Harry.”

“Don’t mention it babe.”

I then rolled my eyes and looked out the window, like I always did.

We then reached the cinema, a different one this time, and made our way in. We bought tickets and food and entered the theatre.

We raced to the very back and sat down on the very edge. He put his arm around me again as I leaned on him.

“My hoodie looks good on you babe..” he whispered in my ear.

“Of course it does…” I joked as he chuckled and the movie started.

I kept jumping and screaming throughout the whole movie and the people infront of us had to “shhh” me so I could shut up. So instead of screaming every time there was a jump scare, I held on to Harry’s hand and I’m pretty sure I drained every single drop of blood there. His hands were enormous compared to mine, by the way.

“Babe, I can’t feel my hand anymore..” Harry reminded me as I whispered an apology and lessened my grip on him.

I might have not seen it, but I know that he’s enjoying himself watching me grip his hand as hard as I can or that I keep edging closer to him every time a jump scare came. When it finally ended, I was so scared that my heart was still pretty much beating so hard even when we left the theatre.