Life With One Direction

Chapter 13

Mary's Point of View

There was a knock on my door and I quickly got off the bed and wiped my tears away.

I opened the door as they were replaced with new ones to find Zayn, Niall and Liam all standing there.

Zayn just grabbed me in a hug and started pulling me inside the hotel room as the other two followed suit, shutting the door behind them.

He pulled me towards the bed and we sat down, the bed dipping while Niall and Liam took the couch.

After a bit of this, the guys got restless.

"Will you please tell us what's going on?" Liam begged.

I looked towards Zayn and nodded, letting him know that I didn't want to say it but was okay with it.

He sighed and then started. "I told her how Harry feels about her."

"You what?" Liam screeched. Liam never yelled unless he was really surprised.

Judging by the deafening of my ears, he was very, very surprised.

I winced and then put my head under my pillow as Zayn and Liam were in each others faces, angry.

"You shouldn't have said! Harry should've been the one to tell her!"

"Well Harry was too busy moping around about her not feeling the same way!"

"They were supposed to figure it out themselves, he was supposed to tell her! This is going to affect us all now Zayn!"

Niall had stayed silent but came to the bed and pulled me up, throwing his arm around me.

"I haven't said much," he told me as they were still arguing. "Because I know how you feel about Haz and he's told me how he feels about you. Zayn's right."

"What?" I shrieked and the other two shut up. "Niall how could you not tell me?" I asked him.

"Because I made a promise to the both of you," he shrugged simply, "That I wouldn't tell the other. That I'd keep your secrets."

"But-" I started but was cut off by Liam.

"Wait, so... You feel the same way about Harry?" Liam asked me, confused. "Then whats the problem?"

"That's exactly why I told her the truth!" Zayn burst.

"No Liam. I don't like Harry the same way. I'm in love with Harry, okay? I know you know that now," I stopped to take a breath. "But Harry's not in love with me."

"He is!" Niall exclaimed.

"No Niall, he's not! He's Harry freaking Styles, an eighteen year old boy who is being chased by millions of girls-"

"But he wants you," Zayn pointed out. "Doesn't that count for anything?"

"Not when those girls actually deserve him. They're all better looking and-"

"Em!" Liam exclaimed. "How many times have we been over this?"

"I know but-"

"Mary Jeniffer Tomlinson," Niall growled at me. "I swear if you talk like that again, I will never speak to you again and no amount of Nando's will ever make up for it."

I sighed. "The point being, maybe Harry feels that way about me now but there are millions of girls throwing themselves at him-"

"I repeat what Zayn said. He wants you! Out of all those girls, it's you that he wants," Liam pestered.