Her Secret Best Friend || N.H.

Chapter 35: Friend Zoned?

Why.

It was no longer a question, just a word that floated about in my head.

Why.

Why.

Why.

"Fuck." I mutter under my breath, running my hand through my already messy hair.

I see his face, the anger that sweeps across as his hand makes contact with my face.

I'm on the floor.

I wipe my eyes mindlessly.

Oh, I'm crying.

"Hey, hey. Mel, love. Wake up." A voice says, waking me.

I gasp, jolting up.

"Hey it's okay, it's me, Harry."

I look up slowly and take a breath of relief.

It's Harry, alright. Hair disheveled from sleep and eyes dark from exhaustion.

It had been about two days since...the thing. I had been bunking out in Harry's room on the bed and him on the pull out sofa because he refused to trade places.

"What happened?" I ask even though I already know.

"You had another one, love. You were crying." Harry said, rubbing small circles into my back. "Your eyes are swollen."

I sighed. "I'm sorry Har. I've been doing this too much. I can't keep doing this to you. I think I'm just going to book myself a room and end the week here. Then I'll go back to the UK." I say, getting up from the bed.

"No, Mel. It's okay. I'm not tired." Harry denied.

Just then, he let you a loud yawn and I raise my eyebrows.

"Okay maybe just a bit." He admitted.

"I'm just going to grab my stuff and go to the lobby to book a new room." I say, shrugging on my robe over my pyjamas. I shove my feet into my slippers.

Harry watches me as I grab my suitcase and make my way to the door.

As I approach, Harry sprints and within seconds, he's blocking the door.

"Harry, what are you doing?" I ask, stifling a yawn.

"Blocking the door, what does it look like?" Harry says, rolling his eyes.

"I can see that," I say, rolling my eyes, "I meant why?"

"Mel, seriously just stay, it's fine. Besides you can't leave without fixing this thing with Niall. I won't allow it." He said, shaking his head.

I sigh.

"Seriously, I can't stay. I want to but I can't. Being here is too much of a roller coaster. I need to clear my head and go home." I say.

Being here was too much to handle right now.

Harry makes a face and holds up his hand.

"How about this," he says, "how about you just stay tonight and then tomorrow night I can have you on a flight to England?"

"Really?" I say.

"Yeah, all expenses paid." He said proudly.

I scoff. "Harry, I think I can pay for my own flight."

"Bull. I'm paying for it." He says.

"No. Please just let me pay for my own flight. It's my final and ONLY offer." I say.

Harry goes to hesitate and I make a beeping noise.

"Okay. Fine." Harry says, crossing his arms.

"Good. Now let's go back to sleep." I say. "It's four in the morning."

"Sounds good to me." Harry says, running over to the sofa.

"Harry, take the bed." I say while putting my suitcases back in the corner.

"No. That's my final and ONLY answer." He says, getting under the covers.

"But-"

"BEEP!"

"I just-"

"BEEP!"

"Har-"

"BEEP!"

"Okay! Fine. I'll stay on the bed." I say, pulling back the covers and getting under.

I take off the lamp by the night stand and rest my head on the pillow.

I let out another stream of tears quietly.

I take a deep breath.

"Please Melanie, stop crying. It'll be okay." Harry's voice said through the darkness.

I smile through my tears. "Harry?"

"Yeah love?"

"Thank you for being such a good friend."

There was a moment of silence.

"Get some sleep love, I have something planned for you tomorrow."

"Okay." I reply, closing my eyes.

I slowly start to fall into slumber.

I feel lips kiss the top of my head.

"Goodnight Mel." Harry said, stroking my hair before his voice fades away.

"Goodnight Harry."