I'm just a rebel without a cause (One Direction fanfic)CANCELED

Chapter: 40

( Recap )

Once I was back to Harry, he was back into his slumber. With heavy breaths and curls flying everywhere. I placed the pill on the coffee table with the clothes, when I came back with the tea. I woke Harry again.

"Haz, put this on, ok?" Harry opened his eyes and sat up, almost toppling over. Finally after some struggling he got the clothes on.

"Good, baby. Now take this..." I whispered and sat beside him. Uneasily he finally took the aspirin and drank some tea.

"C-Can.... Can I lay on your lap? It helps me...--" I cut him off there with a little 'sush' as I motioned him to lay down.

Harry clutched on my arm like a lifeline and gently placed warm, sleepy kisses on my arm. As I played with his hair, and massaged his head. Knowing it lulls him off to sleep.

"Ok Harry... No more kisses... Sleep baby..." I whispered firmly as Harry nodded and stirred closer to me, his eyes shut and finally he drifted off.

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Harry's ***POV***

I woke up feeling a lot better-- wait? Where am I? I lifted my head from the pillow, and lazily scanned the empty living room. Seconds later Jayda emerged from the kitchen.

"Oh, well hello there Haz." Jayda whispered and slowly made her way towards me, I smiled and sat up.

"How are you feeling?" She continued and sat down beside me. "Way better." I murmured, Jayda nodded.

"I got a call from Zayn... There's a party tonight... Do you wanna go babe?"

"Yah, that'd be great, who's goin'?"

"The other boys, and some other of Zayn's buddies."

I chuckled. "Zayn? Buddies? Where the only 'buddies' he has." Jayda smiled in return.

"What do you keep over there?" I asked pointing to the door that lead to what seemed like a basement. Jayda let out a sigh, with some hesitation.

"That's..... That's where my Dad kept important things." Jayda said slyly. "Can..... Erm... Can you take me down there... I mean, if your comfortable--"

"Yes Harry, we can go down there.." She cut me off, I smiled weakly as she got up. I followed her. She unlocked the door, a swift, light and cold draft made me shiver as she opened the door.

She hit and light switch and we walked down the stairs, my jaw dropped. It was like one room full of awards, signed pictures, his trademarks. I scanned the whole area, until my eyes caught another door, a closet?

"Baby, what's that?" I asked slowly. No response.

"Jayda, baby?" I called again, turning around, she was in daze looking at a picture hanging from the wall.

I slowly approached her, I stood beside her and looked at the picture.

It was a picture of her Dad and some other ripped, rocked-out man.

"W-Who's.. That?" I murmured.

"Slash.... Saul Hudson... From Guns N' Roses... He was like... An uncle... He loved me very much, and took care of me when Dad died." She whispered, a single tear drop ran down her cheek.

"Oh, darlin'..." I whispered and brought her into my arms, she then broke down into sobs. "Your Dad loved you very much, Jayda... He still does... Remember that..." I told her, as I held her tightly.

"How about back for a nap, yeah? It's still quite early." I hummed, just wanted her to relax. Jayda nodded weakly, I scooped her into my arms and made my way upstairs.

I placed her on the bed and crawled in myself, Jayda nuzzled her nose against my throat. I sighed in content and tightened my grip around her.

"I love you, Haz..."

"I love you too, kitten... Try 'and get some sleep, yeah?" I said between a yawn.

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I felt Jayda stirring around, I cringed and held onto her.

"Harrah'?" Jayda said sleepily. "Hm?"

"I love you." She sighed, drawing small circles on my collarbone with her thumb. "Mm....Love you too..." I whispered, nuzzling my pillow. I was about to fall back into a slumber...--

"Harry....I'm cold." She whined tiredly. "And whatcha want me to do 'bout it Mrs. Styles?" I grinned, not opening my eyes. I never got an response, instead I got a gentle, passionate kiss on the lips. Wow... It legitimately just took my breath away. "Oh... Haz... You're the cutest thing." She beamed, dramatically and cuddled back close to me.

"Sorrah' I'm hoggin' all the blankets.." I yawned and shifted slightly, giving Jayda more of the duvet. "Now com'ere...." I grunted, while taking her into my arms.

After a few moments of silence and sobering up from sleepiness, I spoke.

"What time do we have to be at Zayn's?" I asked. "Around 8:30(pm.)" She answered.

"Oh." I hummed, Jayda kept quiet. "Baby?" I frowned "You ok?" I continued. "Yeah.." She whispered, pecking my nose and making my heart flutter from her touch.

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***Later***

We where just about to leave to make are way to Zayn's house. I hope it's not that big of a party, I'm really not in the mood for intense partying.

"You look sexy." I commented, giving her bum a slap when I went into the kitchen. Jayda smiled and rolled her eyes playfully. "Ready to go?" She then asked. I nodded.

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I knocked on Zayn's door, things don't seem that wild. He opened the door and greeted me with a big smile and a hug. "Well hello Mr. And Mrs. Styles!" He beamed over the loud music.

The other lads where hanging around. And some randoms I've seen around school.

I excused myself from Jayda and Niall to go and get us some drinks. I grabbed two sodas right when I slapped the fridge door shut.

She stood there.

Great, just great.