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

Chapter: 41

( Recap )

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.

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Harry's ***POV***

I stood there. Unsure what to say and why the fuck did Zayn invite her, if Claire is around, I'm 80% sure that Max is somewhere too.

Right when I was about to walk around her, she giggled and placed her head on my chest. She smelled like alcohol, I shrugged Claire off and went to go find Jayda. Once I got back to Niall, Jayda was gone.

Are you serous!

Fuck! I knew we shouldn't of came here.

Jayda's ***POV***

"I'll be right back, Niall. Going to the washroom." I told him, "Ok, love. I'll be here." Niall grinned, I walked off. Out of the living room and into the hallway.

"Oh, why hello there, beautiful. We meet again.." A deep voice said, it wasn't Harry. I turned around to fine the one and only Max.

"What do ya want, Max?" I sighed, not even bothered to stop walking, he quickly followed.

"I want to get out of here. With you.." He winked, I smiled. "Yeah, that's a good idea but leave me out of it." I quipped. When I was about to open the bathroom door. Max roughly grabbed the door knob before I could and stood in my way, towering over me.

"Why me, Max? Why do you want me?" I changed my tone and slowly looked up at him, he raised an eyebrow at my soft tone and question.

"Ya know, I'm not the only one that wants you.. But.. Just everything about you, stunning body, supportive. You know I could go on forever!" He yelled the last sentence, seeming frustrated.

"I don't know what to say, Max... I guess..... Harry beat you to me... And I'm afraid I don't love you." I sighed, personally just wanting to find Harry and go home.

"If you give me one night, Jayda. One night. I bet I could make you change your mind about that." He whispered, changing the mood to a dark sexual one.

"Bye, Max. This is so stupid." I shook my head and stormed down the hallway, I turned the corner fast and bumped into a warm figure. Harry. I just felt like hugging him and hiding from everything. Before we could say anything, Max appeared.

Harry shot me the most 'bad-boy' glance, his green eyes dark and quite dull with eyebrows furrowed. "What did he fuckin' do?! Did he fuckin' touch you!" Harry growled, tightening his grip around me.

"Baby, please. He didn't do anything. Can we just go home?" I whispered, hoping Harry would listen. He ripped his hard gaze from Max and looked softly down at me. "Of course we can, baby. Let me just kick some ass first." He smiled at the first sentence but then went back to 'bad-boy'. I don't know which I like better.

But I stopped him, right when he forcefully left my side.

"Harry, don't. It's not worth it." I told him, making him look back with reassuring eyes. "C'mon, mate. Listen to your girl. She doesn't want you to fight." Max jumped in.

"Yeah, she's mine, not yours! Get that through your damn head and leave her alone!" Harry spat, after gently taking my hand and leading me out with half of the crowd in the room looking at us by now.

When the door was shut and we were alone, Harry sighed and ran his fingers through his curls. He looked down quite frustrated by the whole situation.

"Shall we go home, kitten?" Harry murmured weakly between a breath, finally looking up at me. "Yeah. I'll drive." I gave him a reassuring look and went on my tip toes to give him a peck on the cheek. Harry closed his eyes as my lips lingered on his flush cheek. I smiled softly and stroked his cheek before I headed to the car.

I looked back at him. "Harry?"

"Yeah."

"I love you."

"I love you too." He said back then looked up from his slouched shoulders.

On the way home Harry's large hand was placed on my thigh and softly drawing soothing circles with his thumb. He's being awfully quiet.

When we pulled into the driveway Harry's hand still remained on my leg. I looked at him, to find a single tear slipping down his cheek.

"Oh, Harry." I murmured, while putting my hand over his. I focused on the size difference. "Why 'you crying." I whispered, Harry sniffled before speaking. "Just the thought of... Losing you." He cooed. I then put my other hand in his open one.

"Harry, I promise. Nothing is gonna happen to us. We're going to be ok." I murmured, my voice getting caught in my throat. Harry studied my engagement ring for a moment before softly kissing my hand.

"How about a snack then off to bed?" I suggested, Harry's face slightly brightened as he nodded.

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After we ate a light snack and were in pjs we went upstairs.

"Harrah!" I yawned, from my spot in bed. "Yes!" He called from the bathroom. "I'm cold! Hurry up!" I demanded, tired and frustrated. "Comin' darlin'!" He replied with a light chuckle.

A few moments later I heard the lights turn off, Harry entered the room lazily. I rolled over into my cold spot, as he turned off the lamp. Right when Harry got into bed I clutched onto him. "Whoa. Whoa. Someone's happy." He said cheekily, I could just feel him grinning. "Sha dap." I murmured, nuzzling my head into his warm neck.

"Mean!" Harry whined. "Hush. Sleep." I whispered, getting comfortable in his embrace. "Sorry, sorry. Princess. We both need beauty sleep." He lowered his voice and gave me a good night kiss. "Love you." He mumbled so unclearly I could barely understand.