It was a hard night last night. I kept waking up remembering everything and cried all over again, too much crying happened last night. The amazing thing though was that Harry didn’t leave my side. He kept his arms around me all night long, when I got sad he would sing to me softly. I remembered my favorite that he sang, it was ‘goodnight my angel’. I was awake now, but I was just lying there. I didn’t want to wake up Harry. He deserved his sleep since he hardly got any last night because of me.
It was 9 o’clock Monday morning, we had school. But we both agreed we would just stay home since I didn’t want to face anyone. I snuggled up to Harry more trying not to wake him up. I watched him sleep, he was so cute when he slept, and his curls were messy. He hadn’t gotten changed from the night before, still wearing the same thing.
He opened his eyes a little, and saw that I was awake; he smiled at me a little. I could tell he was waiting to see if I would cry, but instead I just laid there staring into his perfect green eyes, he brushed some of my hair out of my face. “Are you feeling better?” I nodded, I didn’t want to speak, I knew I wasn’t okay. I just didn’t want to cry again, he looked at me for a long time, and then he kissed my forehead and leaned his forehead against to mine. “You’re so not okay.”
I felt my eyes burn with tears; I tried to hold them back. No, please don’t cry, I can’t let Harry see you cry again, I heard myself say. I bit on my lip to keep my lip from quivering, and then before I knew it I lost it once again. “I’m sorry…I… I’m trying not to cry, I just can’t help it.” I said my voice shaking, “I just can’t help it, I keep thinking back on the accident… losing my friends… I’ve lost everything…” I said crying harder.
Harry shook his head, “you haven’t lost everything, you haven’t lost me. You won’t ever lose me, alright love? Don’t ever think that.” He wiped a tear away from my cheek, I put my hand on top of his and he held it there.
I closed my eyes and just took in the moment, being with Harry was one of the most amazing things ever. Soon enough we fell asleep again.
I woke up about an hour later, I looked at the clock it read 1 in the afternoon. I felt a little better, I quietly got out of bed and tiptoed downstairs to see my mom, and I looked around for her. She was nowhere to be found. Huh, I thought. Weird, I was a little worried because usually she would be home by now or would’ve left a note saying she was going out. Same for my Dad, I decided to call their cell phones, when I did it went straight to voice mail.
I looked at the phone when I hung up; this is really weird I thought… I decided to wait till 5 o’clock to see if they would come home, since they would for sure be home by then, if they weren’t I was going to call them.
I was starving, I looked around my kitchen and decided to make some hotdogs, when I made them I heard someone walk in. “Something smells good.” I heard him say, I smiled at his voice.
He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around; I turned and smiled at Harry. “Thank you for staying with me last night… It meant a lot.”
“No problem love, I always told you I would be there for you, I wasn’t breaking my promise.” He kissed my nose.
“Well I’m hungry, let us eat!” I said, we went over to the kitchen table and sat down and ate our hotdogs.
After we finished our lunch, we went to the living room to watch my favorite show, X-Factor. I realized Harry still hadn’t changed, “Um, Harry I think you should go get changed. I feel bad you’re still wearing jeans.”
He looked down, “you’re right. If I left you for an hour will you be okay?”
I gave him a look, “go on, I’ll be fine. It’s only an hour.”
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