Living With One Direction

Chapter Eighteen

Recap:

He tried not to laugh but I could see the faint bit of humor in his eyes. "Can we talk?" I asked.

His eyes darted around the room, "I guess."

I closed the door behind me, shutting it slowly, and noiselessly.

"What do you want to talk about?" He asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

I felt the lump in the back of my throat. I willed myself not to cry, not now. I tried swallowing it but it wouldn't work. I blinked fast to control the tears.

"About Liam." I said, hardly above a whisper.

"Oh, this outta be fun." Harry smiled, icily.

"Just hear me out." I begged.

"Why would I do such a thing like that?" He said, wide eyed, mocking being surprised.

"You remember that time you cheated on me?" I pleaded.

"Yeah." He said, switching his weight to his other foot.

"I forgave you."

"Yeah, after a couple of days of ignoring me." He scoffed.

"Just hear me out." I begged. "I don't want to lose you." I mumbled.

"You kissed my best friend!" He yelled.

"Your best friend kissed me!" I yelled back.

"Yeah, whatever." He scoffed, heading for the door.

I laughed, humorlessly.

"You aren't getting away that easily." I grabbed his wrist and pulled him away from the door.

"What the hell Chloe?" He snapped.

"Listen to me!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face. His face softened.

He closed his eyes, taking deep breaths. "You have 3 minutes."

I scurried off towards the end of the bed to find the MacBook. I quickly pulled up Safari then google.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Be quiet." I shushed him, typing in, 'Liam Payne and Chloe Davis.'

I clicked the first video.

"Watch." I ordered.

"I've already seen it." He said, rolling his eyes.

"Watch again." I demanded.

He sighed and watched the screen. Liam advanced toward me, planting his lips on mine. I paused the video.

"I told you he kissed me first." I said. He licked his lips, looking down at mine, then looking me in my eyes again. He looked as if he was searching for a lie in them. Since there wasn't one, he gave up.

"I believe you." He admitted.

"Good." I smiled. Right after I said that, Harry crawled towards me, planting his lips on mine. Chills shot down my spine. I've missed him so much. I ran my fingers through his hair, as he snaked his arms around my lower back. He licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I immediately let him in.  

My knees felt weak and I started feeling light headed. Harry stopped kissing me and went down to my neck, leaving trails of love bites on the way. A moan escaped my lips. "Harry.."

Harry stopped and looked at me in the eyes, "I love you so much." He smiled, kissing me passionately.

I smiled through the kiss, "I love you too."

*

I heard banging on the door, "Go away!" Harry yelled back, wrapping his arm around my naked torso.

"Did you two have makeup sex?" Louis asked.

"That's none of your business!" Harry laughed at him.

"We're you protected?" Louis asked, banging on the door again.

"Louis, go away!" I yelled.

"Guys!" Louis yelled, "They did the dirty!"

I heard a bunch of cheering and wolf whistles.

"Oh my God." I muttered.

Harry laughed, causing the bed to shake, "You'll never hear the end of it."

I flipped over, where I was facing Harry. I looked into his gorgeous green eyes, they were no longer dull. They were sparkling.

I smiled, "I love you so much."  

He smiled back, pecking me on the lips, "I love you too. I'm so sorry I didn't believe you." 

"It's okay." I smiled at him. I would never get tired of telling Harry I love him.

"I'm going to take a shower." I said, untangling the sheets from my body.

"Can I come with you?" Harry asked, sitting up in the bed.

"No!" I protested.

"We just made love, and you don't want to shower with me?" He asked, giving me a puppy dog face.

"No." I giggled, scurrying off towards the bathroom. I closed the door, turning the fan on. I turned on the hot water, along with the radio.

"Glad You Came" was blasting through the radio. I turned my nose up and flipped channels.

"Part of Me" by Katy Perry boomed through the speakers. I pulled out two towels and sat them on the toilet. I hopped in the shower, the hot water pelting on my sweaty body. I relaxed underneath the shower, collecting my thoughts. I grabbed the shampoo and poured a descent amount of it in my hand, lathering it in my hair. I faced the shower head, letting the water hit my face.

"This is the part of me, that you're never, ever gonna take away from me." I sang. I turned around, getting the shampoo out of the hair. I heard the ruffling of the curtains. I guessed it was from the water hitting them. I was wrong, I opened my eyes to see Harry smirking at me.

I screamed. "Harry! Get out of my shower!"

He started laughing, "I was afraid you were going to use all the hot water."

"Yeah, that's the reason why." I scoffed. Harry checked me out.

"Stop. I feel like you're raping me with your eyes. Get out of my shower." I said, pushing him out.

"Hey." He whined.

"Hi." I smiled, poking my head out the shower.

"Let me back in." He demanded.

"No. Go!" I said, pointing towards the door. He pouted, sticking his bottom lip out.

"Don't let the door hit ya, where the good Lord split ya." I smirked.

He stuck his tongue out and walked out the door. I leaned up against the shower wall, daydreaming.

"Don't take all day! I need to shower too!" He yelled.

I yelled back, "That's because boys jack off in the shower!"

I heard Harry gasp, "That's not true all the time!"