Finding My Way {A One Direction Fan Fiction}

Ch. 18

A/N - I'M SO CONFUSED!!!!!! WHAT HAPPENS TO HARRY NOW??? I DON'T EVEN KNOW AND I'M THE ONE WRITING THIS!!!! :( guess i'll have to figure something out.... anyways... in the real world of one direction, Niall and Liam were attacked by crazed fans. Good going guys. You do realize that security is already strict enough, and now that you've gone and mauled them, we'll see them even less in public, right??? JUST LET THEM BE. I don't care how much you love them, love isn't expressed my harassing Niall's bum or ripping off Liam's shirt. Molestation isn't nice. SO TONE IT DOWN A NOTCH LADIES. Okay, sorry i just had to rant a bit. :) The song for this chapter is...... "CHASING CARS" !!!!!! Exciting stuff guys!! lol I doubt you guys even watch these.... :/ whatever for those of you who do, YOU ROCK!!!!! AND this chappie is dedicated to 1DOnlyYou because she's the one who inspired me to write this. SO THANKS BABE!!!

Rose's P.O.V.

Liam and I entered the living room, about a foot apart from each other, to where everyone was hanging out. I sat down next to Sierra and Liam sat beside me.

"You guys were out a long time," Zayn commented. I noticed Haley was practically in his lap.

"Are you two going out?" I asked.

"Yeah, they are. And so are we! You missed a lot," Sierra said, giving me bitch glare.

"Well, we have some news too. We're also going out," Liam said suddenly, putting his arm around me.

Everyone in the room stares at him in shock except for Sierra. 

I gave a weak smile. 

"What? But I thought you and Harry...?" Niall trailed off, looking confused. I looked up quickly to Harry, seeing his eyes on me, the betrayal, hurt, and anger evident on his face.

"We weren't together! We hadn't even kissed, or discussed our relationship, or..." I said in an pathetic attempt to defend myself. Harry's intentions had been perfectly clear; they had been impossible to miss.

"You're incredible, you know that? Amazing how you can just lead a guy on and then end up dating one of his best mates. Whore," he spat out the last word, but even the venom in his tone couldn't block out the pain in his voice. He looked at me with a look of disgust before turning away and walking up to his room. 

"I-I think I need some privacy," I stuttered after a minute of stunned silence. I stumbled up to my room and locked the door behind me. I inhaled deeply, trying to steady myself. No point in crying. I had brought this upon myself. This one was all me. It was perfectly silent, which only made it easier to remember what Harry had said. Was I a whore? I never said I liked him, nor had he said he'd liked me. But we had been very flirtatious... My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on my door.

"It's Zayn. Please unlock the door." Huh. That's surprising. I had thought it was going to be Sierra, Haley, or Liam.

I got up and unlocked the door. "Hey," I said calmly. He looked surprised, probably because I wasn't in hysterics or something. 

"I, er, came to offer comfort or something..." he replied, completely uncomfortable.

"Am I?" I asked suddenly.

"Are you what?" he asked.

"Am I really that terrible of a person? Am I really a... slut?" I questioned, looking him straight in the eyes.

"No. I wouldn't say that. It's not like you were dating him. I'm not saying what you did was right. You did lead him on, but that's because you did like him. It just took you a while to realize you liked Liam more. And then it was too late. Right now, you can't pay attention to what Harry says. He was way over emotional and when he's angry he just uses verbal abuse. He just needs time to calm down, and then you two will need to talk," Zayn replied. God, that kid was deep! No wonder they sent him in...