Muse (A One Direction Fanfic)

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Sky's POV

Harrys grips are to surely leave bruises, but weirdly I don't mind? Hes talking to Matt and Luke with their stupid varsity jackets, they really annoy me. But my eyes are focused on Harry, he's so pretty.

The party is ending and I'm tired. "Hey I'm gonna go outside, okay?" I tell Harry into his side. "Want me to come with you?" He looks down at me. I shake my head, and he nods and lets go of waist.

As I reach for the door, I look at Zayn at the same place he has been all night. He mouths "are you okay?" with his thumbs up and I nod and smile at him. I wave my hand over my face to gesture that it was hot, then point to the door. He nods in understanding and puts his drink down, then walks towards me.

Harrys POV

"Dude, youre fucking lucky." Luke says as soon as Sky is out of ear-shot. "Right, we've been going to school since elementary, the girl isnt easy." Matt adds.

This takes me off guard a bit because I haven't known her for much long and she's already mine. I laugh and smile into my drink, "You guys have obviously been doing it wrong then." I say and they both nod.

"Let us know all about yalls night tomorrow. Im gonna go to my room, im worn out." Matt says, I look around and its mostly the 194 putting away the bottles of beer and vodka that are empty and wrapping up the music stuff.

"Let you know what?" I say to Matt. Hes drunk and I didnt think he heard me. "When you fuck her man!" Luke says. Are they fucking stupid? "Youre gonna fuck her right? You two arent really gonna date are you?" He presses. I shrug, "Nah. Youre right." I say. He looks confused because it wasnt a solid answer but shrugs it off. "Im tired too man, see you at lunch!" He says patting my shoulder.

Id like a relationship with Sky, she looks so much like Cassidy but isnt Cassidy because Cass was a stuck up bitch who hurts everyone that loves her. She hurt me, and she didnt even fucking care but Sky cares, I know she does and will more with every moment we spend together. Shell love me back the way Cass never fucking did, she will be everything Cass wasnt. Sky will love me as much as I love her.

I drop my cup not caring that it spills on the floor, as I do so, one of the 194's, whove ive been able to identify quickly lately, stares at me and scoffs.

I walk towards the door and open it. Its dark and my phones dead, the wind hits me hard and it sends chills down my body. It wasnt this cold earlier. I scan through a small crowd to find Sky but she wasn't in that group. She was in front of them with a leather jacket on and........

Sky's POV

I feel a grip on my arm pulling me away from Zayn talking about his new camera. "I thought you two were friends? Why are you wearing his jacket?" Harry says quickly while towering over me.

"Dude why are you being so fucking possessive?! Chill. Its cold and I gave her my jacket, big deal. And we are friends, thats what friends do isnt it? Talk?" Zayns says before I could speak. He gets close to Harry and Im released from his grip.

Harry just looks him in the eye and Zayn doesnt do anything but the same.

The only light source is the small lights on the Barn, I dont think Ive drank but it feels like it because my head hurts and I have no idea whats going on.

Zayn drops his glare and looks at me, "Keep the jacket. See you tomorrow." I wanted to protest because hes only wearing a shirt but he walks away and my voice comes out too small. Harry laughs then lightly put his arm over my shoulder. "Ill walk you to your room." He says.

I keep my mouth shut for most of walk and just listen Harry talk about how our barn parties arent anything close to the ones he and hes friends would throw back home. Wherever he lived is something long and in the U.K, i dont know, I wasnt paying much attention. Harry scares me a little bit but the massive headache I have dissolves that and all I want to do is sleep.

We finally get to the girls building what seems like forever. "Youre really tired," Harry says turning to me. "Goodnight, beautiful." He says and with that kisses my forehead, that makes my headache a little light. I smile. "Do you want me to give Zayn his jacket back?" I laugh too hard and think to myself: Im tired not stupid, "Goodnight Harry." I say before pushing the door. He smiles and waves through the glass.

I go down the hall to Sam and I's room and I quietly turn my key into the door, in case she was sleeping. When I get into our room, shes sound asleep on the other side of the room and I slip everything off expect my underwear and a tanktop and neatly put Zayns jacket on a decorative box chair with polka dots, in our room.

I reach ontop of my dresser for some Advil and swallow three, and panic when I forgot to get some water. Im thankful though because theres a opened can of Root-Beer, on my desk that I left from earlier today. When I down the pills I fall into my bed and pull the covers to my chin.

I promise myself, that Ill think about events that took place tonight sometime when it didnt feel like I was having a party of my own in my head. I already could feel my eyes getting heavy as soon as I got comfortable.