Having No Regrets (A One Direction Love Story)

Luna's POV

After the Lillow incident, before the Lurry incident:

We all sit there, staring at Liam. Willow left. Liam shouldn't have pushed her so hard. I sigh and stand up.

"Good one, dick." I hiss at Liam before following after Willow up the stairs and I gently knock on her door.

"Go away!" She calls out and I can tell she's crying. If she thinks I'm going to leave her alone; she's wrong. I open her door and walk in, shutting it behind me. She looks up from her bed. "What? Are you in here to get me to sing in front of everyone too?"

"Willow!" I snap and she looks down, guilty.

"I'm sorry." She says and I go over and I hug her.

"Liam was way too pushy, he was a total dick about it. But he's just passionate about music and wants you to follow your dreams just like he did, and so did the boys. Just do it when you're ready, I know you might not be ready any time soon, but sometimes you just have to bite the bullet I guess, but just do it when you can, alright? I'll have a go at Liam, don't worry. But try not to be too mad, he just doesn't want you to miss out on living life and doing what you really want to do." I say calmly and she nods.

"I know, but he just pushed it ya know!" She says.

"I know, Willow, I know. I'll make him come and say sorry, don't worry." I giggle and she giggles and gives me a small smile.

"Slap him for me." She giggles and I nod.

"Will do!" I tell her and she hugs me tightly.

"Thank you." She says simply and I say a quick you're welcome. 

"Now, off to sleep." I say sternly.

"Yes, mum." She giggles and I roll my eyes at her. We exchange goodnight's and and I walk out and come face to face with Liam and I slap him. 

"You're an asshole." I say quietly and he frowns, guilty.

"I know. I shouldn't have pushed her. I just wanted her to follow her dreams." He sighs.

"I know. But still; give her time to work it out. Just get her to sing to you for a while, build up her confidence before you push her to do something like that again. Take your time with her." I say calmly.

"Okay, I will, I should say sorry to her." He says, starting to make his way towards his door but I grab him.

"Do it first thing in the morning." I tell him and he agrees and says goodnight and goes to his own bedroom. I think go down to mine to wait for Harry.

THE NEXT MORNING:

I wake up on someone's chest and I open an eye and I see Harry. I smile to myself. Last night was amazing. I slowly get out of bed and he reaches for me.

"I'm taking a shower." I giggle walking into my bathroom and I turn the shower on and hop in. Next thing; a body joins me and I look up to the beautiful, green-eyed boy.

"Mind if I join?" He says in his sleepy voice.

"Do I have a choice?" I giggle and he shakes his head. He does my hair for me and I quickly wash my body while he does his own hair.\

After our shower he dries me off before I put on some underwear and one of Harry's shirts and I brush my wet hair.

"You look better in that than I do." He says.

"I know!" I wink and he rolls his eyes as he puts on some boxers and then he pulls on his black jeans and we walk out of my room, go down the maze called the hall and we run into Willow and Liam laughing. "Good to see you two made up!"

"Yeah! Me too." Liam says with a big smile. "I was an ass and it won't happen again!"

"Better not." I giggle and Liam looks at Harry and then to me and raises his eyebrow and I hit him playfully. 

"I didn't say a work!" He says.

"You didn't have to." I giggle and the four of us go downstairs to the kitchen. When Zayn turns to look at us, pan in hand, he drops it and it clatters to the ground.

"You prick!" He shouts, looking between Harry and I and I look at Harry and he just raises an eyebrow at him. He slams down the pan back on the stove and he goes for Harry. I feel a hand grab my hand and quickly pulls me away as Zayn makes contact with Harry and shoves him to the ground. They start throwing punches and rolling around before they both go up and go for each other again.

"Stop it!" I shout, but of course they don't listen to me. What the fuck is wrong with them? Did something happen yesterday that I wasn't aware of? Have they been fighting and no one knows about it? Why would they have? They're basically brothers.

"YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE! I TOLD YOU TO STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!" Zayn screams as he shoves Harry into the wall.

"SHE'S NOT FUCKING YOURS!" Harry screams back, punching Zayn.

"ENOUGH!" I scream but yet again, they don't care. Willow and Liam are just standing there, mouths open like the idiots they are. Why isn't Liam doing anything? What the fuck is wrong with him? Does he just not want to get involved or? Where's Louis and Niall? Can't they hear this? Or maybe they're out. I vaguely heard the front door open and shut this morning. Maybe they went out for breakfast or something? I wouldn't know. I know they both like going out for breakfast on a Saturday, especially Niall. 

They keep fighting, knocking things over, the kitchen I decorated being destroyed in only a few moments. They're screaming and shouting at each other as they scream and punch. None of them look badly hurt...yet.

"STOP!" I scream again, going over to break them up, but instead I'm shoved and crash into one of the small cabinets that shatters underneath me. I look up at the boys and they're horrified.

"Luna...I'm so sorry! You're bleeding!" Harry says, starting to walk towards me.

"Stop!" I scream and I realize I'm crying. "Stay away from me! Both of you!" Harry stops and his face falls. They both look guilty and I stand up, crying, and I rush off, upstairs and to my room and sit on the bathroom floor.