In your eyes- a one direction fanfic

Past Experiences

"What is going on with you?" I said as i put some nutella on my toast.

"Before i say anything, you dont put the nutella on the toast, you put it here." He playfully smacked nutella all over my face and ears.

"What was that for?!?!" I said while putting some on his face as well. I laughed and he just stared at me.

"Alright, now you tell me whats wrong Mr. Styles" I took a bite out of my toast.

"My mom- shes in the hospital.." His eyes looked down at our feet. By now we were face to face, even though he was a bit taller than me. So technically my face was with his neck.

I wrapped my arms around his waist and he did the same to me. We just stood their for a second before he broke the hug, tears in his eyes.

"She was in a car accident. The night we flew in. On her way back from dropping us off at the airport." 

We hugged again, this time as tight as we could. Just as i was about to open my mouth. He kissed my head and turned around, to see the other snapping pictures of us hugging. 

"Twitter?" Harry asked.

"Yep! You asked for it." Niall exclaimed.

 As Niall posted the picture, I felt Harry's phone vibrate about 30 times before it finally stopped. 

"Mentions.." 

"I know." I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and checked my tweets. I had 57- and counting- mentions.

Things like:

Are they dating?

Harry why didnt you tell us?

Why on earth are you naked?

Whos the slut? 

NOOOO Harry dump her right now

I think shes pretty

Harry ur hot

and so many more.

I responded to the first mention which was "are they dating?"

@harry_styles @1dobsessed no we arent. xx

Harry walked out of the kitchen and put some pants on, the bus driver said his nakedness was distracting him. He smiled at me before going into our bedroom. I sat down on the couch next to Zayn and laid my head on his shoulder. We watched tv together for about an hour until i dozed off. I started to dream about their concert, i was in the front row smiling at Harry as they sung "More Than This" As Harry grabbed my wrist to pull me on stage, a familiar set of arms grabbed my waist and pulled me into the lobby of the Radio City Music Hall. It was Andrew. I started sobbing as he pushed me against the wall. There was nobody around, so he just shoved his tongue down my throat. I coughed at the feeling. I felt like a slut, yet i wasnt even choosing to make out with this kid. I heard the song stop and Harry shout "Wheres Sarah?" A bunch of fans shouted shes went out into the lobby, she looked scared, somebody was dragging her. By now, i was sitting on the floor against the wall as Andrew tried to pick me up. I curled into a ball and waited for someone to find us. He started kicking my legs and screaming at me to get up. I screamed "HARRYY PLEASE HELP ME"

"Sarah? Sarah!" Someone was shaking me. I opened my eyes to see the faces of Liam, Niall, Louis, Zayn and Harry looking at me worried.

"Are you alright?" Harry asked

"Can i talk to you alone please" I got off the couch and walked into our bedroom, shutting the door behind me. Harry burst through the door and stood infront of me, staring into my eyes. I wrapped my arms around him tightly and cried. "It was about Andrew."

"Do you want to talk about it?" He said, kissing my forehead.

"Not really. Can we just lay down?"

"Sure." We laid on my bed together. I buried my head into his chest.