Opposites Attract (Harlena) (1)

Chapter .36

"When I move back to England, mate." Harry laughed, dropping the liquor bottle.

I covered my ears as the bottle hit the floor, crashing into pieces. 

England? Moving? Oh my fucking god..

"What.." I whispered, my voice cracking a little.

Harry looked at me and smiled. "Its time that I tell you, mate."

I stood up and walked over to him, with my fist balled. Harry stood up, clenching his jaw. I fucking hate the fact that hes taller than me. Zayn stepped between us and put his hands up. 

"Hes drunk, he doesn't know what hes talking about." Zayn said.

"Zayn you know Im not." Harry slurred.

"So you're waiting to tell me now. Just to hurt me?" I whispered.

Harry looked around and fell down. Obviously passed out due to all the alcohol he comsumed.

"Lets get him to his bed." Zayn said, grabbing onto Harry's legs. I groaned and grabbed onto Harry's hands. Zayn lifted his legs up and begin dragging him to the stairs. 

"Hes fucking heavy." I breathed, lifting his arms up trying to keep his upper body from hitting the stairs. I laughed as his head hit one of the steps. 

"You're moving to slow!" Zayn yelled in frustration.

"No Im not you're moving to damn fast. You know Im not a fucking body builder like you." I yelled back just as frustrated.

Zayn snickered and pulled on Harry's legs causing me to loose a step and hit my knee on the step, and causing Harry's head to hit the step once again.

"What the fuck, Zayn!" I laughed.

"You have all the strength in the world when you're fighting."

I laughed hard which caused Harry's head to hit the step. 

Oh my god.

"Hes gonna have a concussion if you keep it up." Zayn said, smiling and beginning to pull Harry up the stairs. I held up his upper body and walked up the stairs. We carried him into his room and dropped him on his bed. Harry groaned as he hit the bed and rolled over.

"You have all the strength in the world when you're fighting."

"You watched me fight?" I asked Zayn curiously.

"With Harry, he took fancy on you as soon as we started high school." Zayn said, smiling, leaning on the wall and staring. Staring like he could see threw me..

Harry rolled off the bed and groaned. Harry opened his eyes and looked at me and Zayn. "Why are you here?" he asked, tiredly.

"Well because I got a call from Mr. Cutie here saying that you were breaking shit so I rushed over here." I said, winking at Zayn when I referred to him as "cutie."

By the look on Harry's face I could tell he was getting jealous. Good..

"Zayn you can leave now." Harry said, sitting up and sending daggers at Zayn. If looks could kill, Zayn would have already been six feet under.

Zayn looked at me, "You sure?"

"I said leave damn it!" Harry yelled, standing up with his fist balled. Zayn walked out not even frightened by Harry's yelling. 

"You know you didn't have to yell right?" I said, frowning and rolling my eyes.

"Stop flirting with him, Selena. Dont fuck with me." Harry said, pulling his shirt off and throwing it down.

I sat down on his bed and looked around. 

Not even gonna argue with him.

England...

"So when are you moving to England?" I asked. Harry looked at me and stared at me. Turning slightly red.

"How you know about that?"

"You said it. So when were you gonna tell me?"

"I didn't know how to. Im sorry. Fuck." Harry groaned, pulling on his hair and pacing back and forth. Obviously frustrated.

"What happens with us?" I asked, getting sadder and sadder by the minute.

"We still be together.." Harry said, staring at me.

My legs were beginning to feel like jello so I sat down and layed my head up against the wall. 

"When have you heard of long distance relationships working?" I asked slowly.

"We're different we can last, or you can leave with me.

My body froze and my brain just felt like it wasn't functioning right. Did he just ask me to leave with him... To England.

"I dont think so." I said without thinking.

*Sorry Im a day late."