The Way You Look at Me (Zoella x Harry Styles)

Chapter 12

Zoe's POV

My eyes flutter open, it's morning and I'm not in my own bed. My head is resting on Harry's chest, his arms wrapped tight around me, keeping me close to his body. I notice that he has no shirt on, just the baggy trousers from yesterday.  I know I should break this up, I have a boyfriend. The thing is, I really don't want to. I want to stay like this for as long as possible. Alfie never holds me like this, he never makes me feel this protected.

I look up at Harry's face, his eyes shut closed. He looks so peaceful as his chest rises up and down from his heavy breathing. I don't want him to wake but I know eventually he will. His face is so flawless, I wonder if he even knows how goodlooking he actually is. Suddenly my phone starts ringing, taking me by surprise and snapping me out of what ever thoughts I was having about Harry.

I slowly lift my arm, being extra careful not to wake Harry. I stretch over grabbing my phone from the bed side locker. I slide my finger across the screen to answer it.

"Hello?" I ask quietly. 

"Hey, Zo! I'm sorry about what happened yesterday.  I'm just calling to tell you, I'm so so sorry and I love you. I don't ever want to fight with you again, especially not over him." Alfies voice rings loud and clear through the phone. I bolt up and sit up straight on the bed.

"Oh yeah, I um-" I begin to say, but I am cut off by Harry's sleepy voice.

"Zoe? What the hell? It's to early go back to sleep." He lazily turns around burying his head into a pillow. There is a silence between all of us. I don't even dare to breath.

"Who's that?" Alfie asks in a state of confusion.  I took a deep breath, I know exactly where this is heading. I don't want it to.

"Um, would you believe it's Joe?" I try to play him off as my brother knowing that it was no use.

"Tell me the truth, Zoe." Alfie's voice is dead serious and down right intimidating. I swallow hard, preparing myself.

"It's Harry, but it's not what you think-" I rush my words trying to get them all in.

  "So, you slept with him." The hurt is obvious in his voice.

  "No!  I didn't,  I swear!" I plea. Well technically I did, but not in that sense.

"DON'T LIE TO ME ZOE! WE HAVEN'T EVEN SLEPT TOGETHER YET, AND ONCE FIGHT SENDS YOU OFF TO HAVE SEX SOME OTHER GUY." Alfies voice is at max volume. I have to pull the phone away from me ear.

"And Harry of all people!" His voice becomes a whisper. 

"No Alfie, seriously listen to me! That's not how it is! If you would just let me explain." Tears are flowing down my cheeks at a fast rate, and I choke on my words sending me into full on sobs. 

"No, I don't want to hear it. Goodbye Zoe." He hung up the phone. I can't help myself but curl into a bawl at the end of the bed and cry.

"I'm sorry,  I shouldn’t of stayed. This is all my fault, I'll just leave now." Harry says standing up and grabbing his jacket. I fight back my sobs so I can speak.

"No, I asked you to stay. it's not your fault.  This is all on me. I know Alfie doesn't like you, but I don't care. I do." Is all I can manage to say. I feel so terrible. I love Alfie I really do, but there is definitely something pulling me towards Harry that I can't explain.  Which makes this even worse,  I never deserved Alfie. He’s too good for me. I have been developing slight feelings for Harry and Alfie deserves someone who will love him with everything they have and not have any feelings for anyone else. The part that hurts the most is that I've probably crushed him. He probably hates me. I don't want to hurt anyone. I don't want to be the bad guy.