Miss Matched

Chapter 22: Pictures

Chapter 22

"What?" I ask Harry kinda confuse

We where now back at the hotel and he dragged me all the way to his room.

I sat on the side of his bed while Harry walks back and forth in front of me

"I saw you. I saw what really happened" he says with a smirk

Pain was visible in his eyes though he tries to hide it; I know that this is hurting him a little inside

My eyes widen as our eyes meet

"Wh-.. How?" I guess it's probably best to be honest right now since, he's the only one who really knows the real situation

He smiled as he sat beside me then holds my hand

"Do you really think I listen to you when you told me to leave you alone?"

I chuckled lowly "So you didn't listen?..."

He nodded with a wide grin

I ruffled his brown curly hair then laugh "Naughty little Hazza"

He grinned more widely as if proud of what he just did

"So? How did it all happen in Hazza's point of view?" I tried to lighten the mood around the topic

He looks down on the floor then back to me, his face now serious

"I was almost 2 meters away from you. I saw you swimming then..."

His jaw clenches and I could feel his hands forming into knuckles under my palm

"... I saw that guy. He...” there was anger in his eyes. For a minute there I got scared at his reaction, it was the same reaction of Zayn's face

".. Harry, its okay" I squeeze his hand

He sighed then continued ".. I was gonna help you but then Zayn came.."

My heart stammered at the sound of his name.

Zayn came for me. He saved me but... But why? I mean why is he even there? And the reaction on his face it was... It wasn't right. I mean I wouldn't be confuse right now if I saw that on Harry's face cause I know he terribly loves me but Zayn?... I'd understand that he has the right to be angry at Michael ‘cause I’m his friend but not the kind anger I saw a while ago... That should be Harry's anger and not his. I'm supposed to see him like that if that incident happened to Jill. Jill and not me... Is it possible that Zayn sees me more than what I think off?

"... Kaleen?" Harry leans in my face. His green irises bring me back down to reality

"What? I'm sorry, I was just thinking o-"

"Zayn" he cuts me off with an ironic smile

"What? Um-..." I really don't know what to say. I really shouldn't be thinking of him especially right now, that Harry's with me. I should pay attention to Harry and forget Zayn for a little while.

Harry! Harry! Harry! Harry!

"I know you're thinking of him..." he was fiddling with his thumbs "... I can tell it."

I rested my head on his shoulders then sighed "I'm sorry Harry.. I just c-... I try not to think of him but..."

"... But you just can't help it. You really do love him, don't you?" he finishes my sentence for me

I look up at him, unsure if I could give him an honest answer or not though I'm pretty sure he already knows what it is, I just don't want him to be hurt much more. Harry's a good friend and clearly I don't deserve him