Proven.

Chapter 6

Natalie's Pov

"NO, NO, NO PLEASE STOP HIM!!" I was screaming. He was now running after me, and je was grabbing my wrists.  I looked at El, my mom, and dad but they were standing there smiling and laughing. Then Harry ran in the door, and pushed past my parents and El.

"Natalie!!" He yelled.

"Natalie!!" He said again while shaking me.

"Harry." I said while sobbing.

"Natalie wake up." This time it was Harry saying it, but with El's voice.

I opened my eyes to El standing over me, with her hands on my shoulders with a panic stricten face. It was a dream. I must have fallen asleep,  when I laid down. I was taking deep breaths,  and trying to avoid the feeling of wanting Harry to be here with me. I don't understand, why I want him here with me. I looked at El,  who was staring at my arms and legs with wide eyes and tears.

"El.." I said.

"Natalie who the hell did this?"

She said with a stern voice,  while tears were falling from her eyes. She never called me Natalie,  just like I never called her Ella.

I told her everything. I told her every single detail, only because I trust El and I needed comfort. I told her the dream to, and all of those details.

"El, I want him here to comfort me. I want Harry here." I admitted while crying, then realizing what I said I covered my mouth.

"I knew it!!" She yelled.

"Knew what? I didn't mean to say that." I said.

"I knew you like him. Admit it or not but its true. Yes you did I will call Zayn. " she said after hugging me for like thirty minutes straight .

"No don't I can handle it. He will think I like him then. He's a criminal remember?" I asked/said while crying.

"Natty. I love you to death,  but seriously lose the attitude towards him. Does he seem like a criminal? No. I'm not saying to go and fall in love, but my God when you need him here, let him be here. Stop being so damn difficult and losen up dang." She said while giving me a sympathetic look.

She was right. I didn't know if he was a criminal,  and one night wouldn't hurt. Right?  But of course my sweet little conscious piped in 'Of course it wouldn't hurt letting your guard down to a criminal.'

"Just give me time, and see if I can handle it please?" I said.

"Fine, if not I'm calling Zayn." She huffed.

~ONE HOUR LATER~

I was still crying, to the point I was dry heaving.

She kept her word, and called Zayn. She filled him in on some that happened not all of it. They were here about five minutes later surprisingly. When there was a knock on the door I was still crying. When Zayn walkes in first,  I felt my heart drop at the thought Harry didn't come.

When Zayn stepped out of the way I saw his curly brown locks, and his beautiful emerald eyes. I saw his perfect sculpted face with lines etched in his forehead, and a look of panic, and worry on his face as he stepped by Zayn.

The next thing I did didn't only surprise Harry,  but it surprised me, Zayn, and El. As soon as his eyes landed on me, I jumped off the bed and jumped in his arms and wrapped my arms around his torso. He stumbled back at first,  but once he gained his balance he wrapped his arms around my waist. I buried my face in the crook of his neck, and started crying even harder.