Anna’s Point of View
I swear, I didn’t know what just happened. He has the right to date anyone but I’m not allowed to be touched by his mates?! What the hell does that even have to mean?!
I sighed, shifting once more into this small, small bunk. It’s been an hour since me and Harry fought. All the boys have already said good night to me except him. Everyone in the bus was probably already asleep except for the driver, maybe. I don’t know. The bus was still moving. Stupid me.
I heard footsteps nearing the bunks. Probably Harry. I shifted once more away from the curtain of my bunk. I saw light reflected from the outside.
Harry opened my bunk’s curtain…
I felt him slip into my bunk, his arms wrapping slowly around my waist. I smiled to myself. The warmth of my best friend’s was just incredible. I turned around to face him, eyes were red, his nose was red and cheeks were flushed.
“Haz? Wha-“
“I’m so sorry, Anny. I never should have screamed at you like that and I never should have come too… pissed at Niall.” I looked up to him and smiled, softly.
“Haz… it’s okay. I’m sorry too. I was sleepy and you know how I get too cranky when I’m sleepy.” I laid my head on top on his chest, listening to his every heartbeat.
“Did you cry?” I giggled.
“I hope it’s not too obvious.” He said chuckling.
I looked up at him again, his eyes were still watery like fresh tears were about to pour out.
“I hate having fights with you, you know that?” Harry was rubbing small circles in my back that makes me so… relaxed.
“Me too.” I replied.
“Hazza?”
“Yes, Anny?”
“I like Niall.” That came out of nowhere.
His body tensed up beneath me, “You can’t date him.” His voice was neutral. I’m not even sure if he’s pissed, annoyed or just plain over protective.
“Please… just stay away from him.” I didn’t come out as a question. Not even a request. It sounded more like a demand.
Instead of answering back, I nuzzled my head onto his chest. Not a moment too soon, me and him fell into deep sleep in less than a minute.
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“Apple for you.” I tossed an apple to Louis.
“I said a carrot! Carrot! A CARROT! It’s not a fruit! And it’s orange!” He said tossing the apple back to me.
“Oh. Orange?” I grabbed an orange from the counter and tossed it back to him. “Here ya go, Tomlin-butt!”
“AHHHHH!!! DAMN IT, WOMAN!” He finally gave up and started peeling the orange.
“Oh come on. You don’t have to use that tone.” I took a seat next to him. “See? You love it!”
He stuck his tongue out to me, “You’re lucky you’re like a sister to me.”
“Why is it so loud out here?” Harry came out from the bunks.
“Good morning, Harold!” Louis sang.
“Louis! Not direct to my ear!” I smacked the back of his head.
“SORRY!” He shouted louder than before.
I rolled my eyes, “You’re getting on my last nerves, Louis.”
“Sorry, pumpkin.” Louis started messing up my hair.
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