Finding My Way {A One Direction Fan Fiction}

Ch. 7

A/N - WOO!!!!!!!! Found a Rose :)  She's to the right of this lovely story  ;)  hahahahaha

Anywho, I'm on a roll today!!! Aw yeah buddy! Enjoy!! :D xx

Rose's P.O.V.

"Was this really necessary?" I grumbled once Sierra had forced all the boys to leave.

She just raised her eyebrows. "Spill."

I stuck my tongue out at her. "No. I don't like Liam. I like Harry."

She frowned. "Then why were you holding his hand?" she asked.

"Well, I kinda sorta told him about my parents.." I replied, not looking her in the eyes.

Her mouth dropped open. "What the hell Rose?! You told an international pop star stuff about you that most of your classmates don't know about?! What is wrong with you?" I must have looked pretty hurt because she sat down next to me on the couch and sighed, pulling me into a hug.

"It's done now; you can't go back. But what made you tell him?" she asked, looking concerned.

"I honestly don't know myself. He just makes me feel so calm and I feel like I can trust him with anything, even though I've only known him for a few hours," I explained.

"Well, you're playing with his feelings without meaning to. He totally likes you and you being all buddy-buddy with him is giving everyone the wrong idea. If you like Harry, then always be with him. Not Liam," she said.

I nodded. "He's just so much like another brother; except without the fighting. He makse me feel.. safe. And Matt is always working at the sandwich shop..." I trailed off sadly.

"He does it to cope with the pain of losing your guys' parents," she said thoughtfully.

"Sometimes I feel like I've lost him, too," I said, feeling a tear trail down my face.

Sierra hugged me again. "Don't cry! Why are you crying? One Direction is in your F-ING HOUSE!" she screamed as she jumped up and down, mimicking a deranged fan. I laughed, wiping away my tears. 

"Stop!" I shouted.

"What? Where?! What's wrong?!" she replied, whipping her around.

"Jesus! Calm your balls! I was just going to ask what's up with you and Niall," I said giving her a pervy looking grin.

"Nothing," she mumbled, blushing.

"We are coming in! It's been, like, a half an hour!" Niall shouted.

"Speak of the devil," I said waggling my eyebrows.

She smacked the back of my head as the boys barged in.

"Little bitch," I muttered, giving her a murderous glare.

She smiled widely. "That's why you love me, silly," she said still smiling. I threw a pillow at her which she easily dodged. Dam. Definitely just gonna stick to soccer.

"Did we miss something...?" asked Harry, who looked a bit angry.

"Nope! Now lets's watch a move!" Sierra said brightly.