Totally Wrecked: One Direction fanfic

Just Zayn

A/N

8 pages!!

EIGHT FREAKING PAGES!!!

I'm sorta proud of myself, that's the longest chapter I've ever wrote. It's all for you guys ;)

Also, I'm hoping to get up to 50,000 reads before the story ends. Think you guys can help me reach my goal. We're pretty close to 20,000 right now. I think we can do it :D

PS: Lex's personality for this chapter is supposed to be like Cat off Victorious :)

Song for this chapter- Finally Falling - Victoria Justice and Avan Jogia

(Don't make fun, it's a good song!)

Harry's POV:

"I love you too." She yawns, eyes droopy with sleep. "So......what do we do now?"

I want to kiss her again, over and over. But there's no way that's happening. "You need to go to bed. It's nearly," I check the time on my phone, "4:30 am." I laugh.

"I don't wanna." she pouts, leaning her head on my shoulder. "Yes but it's for the best." I scoop my hand beneath her knees, lifting her into my arms. I use one arm to move the covers, laying her underneath them. "Goodnight love." I plant a soft kiss before tucking the blankets up under her chin. I turn to head out the door, but Lex grabs my wrist.

"No.....stay..." She whispers, closing her eyes. I weak smile forms on her face.

"If you insist. Just let me get changed." Now normally I would sleep in my boxers, but seeing as I'm staying with Lex I deem it unfitting. I remove her hand from my wrist. I tiptoe over to the door leading to my room, turning the knob ever so quietly. No if I can just get in and out unnoticed-

"Hey Harry." Louis smirks from the small chair in the corner. I swear I jumped back about 3 feet. "Jesus Christ Lou! You scared the sh*t out of me!" "Sorry."

"What are you doing in here?" I walk over to my dresser, rooting through one of the drawers for my favorite pair of sweatpants.

"Waiting for Gracie to get done changing so I can get some shut eye. So how are you and..uh..Lex doing?" He wiggles his eyebrows at me. "Fine. Certainly not doing anything you and your twisted brain think we are."

"Uh-huh. Are you seriously going to tell me you haven't thought about having your way with her?"

I grab my red Aeropostale sweatpants, sliding my skinny jeans off and changing into them. "No. As I matter o fact I haven't." Not a whole truth, but not an entire lie. "You're such a bloody liar."

"I'm not having this conversation with you Louis!" I tighten the drawstring on the pants so that the hang only a little bit loose on my waist. I plop down onto the bed Zayn and I share, letting out a deep sigh. My hands meet my face, resting my elbows on my knees so that Louis is no longer in my vision. "Harry, your my best mate. We tell each other everything. No need to lie."

"THEN YES! There, you happy? Yes yes yes. But I'm not going to. You know why? She's not like that. And I'm okay with it Louis, perfectly okay with it. Heck, it's only been a week, no big rush. I have to respect her Lou, or I'm going to lose her, and that's not going to happen." I grab my phone of my jeans pocket. "Goodnight Louis." and with that I storm out the door, leaving him sitting there with an extremely confused look on his face. Ugh, whatever. We'll just deal with this later. I can't believe he asked me that though! I mean, sure we usually tell each that kind of stuff, but to just blurt it out? God he's selfish. But that's who Louis is, stubborn and selfish.

I turn the knob again, this time not caring how loud I am. "Harry, is that you?" "Yeah, I'm right here." "Good," she giggles, "I was getting worried." I lay down next to her in the bed, covering myself up with the covers. I feel her hand slip into mine. That reassures me a bit. I bring her hands to my lips, kissing it lightly. "I'm right here." Her body snuggles against mine. So close that I can feel her heartbeat. "Goodnight. She whispers. "Goodnight." an with that, everything goes black