Silver Linings- A One Direction FanFic [ON HOLD]

Feelings (Chapter 6)

Author's Note:  Hello Beautifuls! 

Over 1000 reads! wow! Thank you to everyone who is reading this story! It seriously means so much to me! And to those who comment, it seriously makes my day!  I love you all!

Okay, so this is a little bit more of a dramatic chapter... I think.

It's quite short sorry :/ i will try and upload soon to make it up to you guys :)

Song for this chapter: Where We Land by Ed Sheeran. I think it desribes harry's pov perfectly!  Plus I'm currently obsessed with this song.  :)

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LEAH'S POV

I just stared at my iPhone screen for what could've been hours, in pure shock.

Oh my gosh, what have I done?!

I took one more glance at the photo that was still on my screen. The photo of me and Harry. Holding hands. Looking into eachother's eyes.

Harry's head was leaned in towards me, and if I didn't know any better, I would've thought the photo looked...almost...romantic.

"Harry's new girl??!" I read the tweet that accompanied the photo.

This is bad, this is really bad.

"Lee, is there something wrong? You look...worried." Harry's voice startled me.

I tried to speak, I tried to push the words out of my mouth. 

Harry noticed my concentration on the iPhone screen.

"What's this?"  He said as he took my phone off me.

"Oh my gosh." was all  he said.

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**12 hours later**

I continued to scroll down twitter, reading every tweet. Most tweets  were the same, saying things like "Who the hell is this chick?" and "omg, are they going out?" and then there was the hate. Luckily noone had identified me as the 'mysterious brunette' so, at the moment, I personally wasn't getting hate, but I still knew it was directed at me.

I had never understood how people could be so mean, so rude, to someone they had never met.

I felt my eyes become moist, and soon enough I was crying uncontrollably once again.

I could hear muffled voices down stairs, the boys. They had been arguing over this since we had gotten home. I had gone straight upstairs, to my room, where I was still in the same position, curled up on my bed, iphone in hand.

My thoughts were interupted when I heard a tap on my door. I ignored it and went back to twitter. I wasn't in the mood to face anyone right now. 

But the knocking didn't stop.

"Leah? Can I please come in?" Harry asked softly. Just from his voice I could tell he had been crying.

My assumption was proven correct when he opened the door, and stepped into my room.

His red, tear stained face looked at me shyly.

“Can I sit down?”

 I positioned myself so there was room for him to sit, and then I glanced down at my hands, not wanting to look him in the face.

“The boys and I were talking...” He started.

“We decided that we have two options...”

“And they are?” I asked in between sniffles.

“We clear up the rumours...or”

“Or...What?” I asked, getting frustrated at the way he was dragging this out more than necessary.

He looked up at me awkwardly.  “Or we go along with the rumours...”

Oh.

“What did the boys say?” I asked, my voice cracking.

“They think you should choose...”

HARRY’S POV

*A few hours before*

“Harry! We know you like her! Why don’t you just tell her?! Then just go along with the rumour?!” Louis said, exclaimed.

As if it was that simple.

“How the hell are you suppose to tell your best friend you’re in love with her, Lou?!   I screamed, too loudly, letting my built up emotions pour out of me.

Wait a second...did I just...say I’m in love with Leah...?

I’m not...

Am I?

LEAH’S POV

Once again I was alone, Harry had left me alone to think this through, and to be honest I have no idea what I’m going to do.

The last thing I remembered was listening to Harry’s footsteps as he walked back down the stairs, after that I had let sleep take over me.

‘I’m gonna pick up the pieces and build a lego house...’ My familiar ringtone woke me up.

I located my phone, which I was sleeping on, and answered it sleepily.

“Hello?”

“Lee!” A familiar voice screamed at me. I held the phone back from my ear and winced at the scream.

“Gwen?”

“Did you just wake up? I have a bad habit of waking you up, sorry!”

“I was just taking a nap Gwen, it’s fine”

“okay good!”

“So, what’s up then?” Gwen wasn’t the type to waste an international call talking about absolutely nothing.

“Well...I saw...some pictures on twitter...and...”

“Spit it out Gwen...””

“Is it true!? Are you and Harry really going out?!”

“No Gwen! It’s just a misunderstanding! We were just holding hands! It has been blown way out of proportion!”

“But you like him right!?”

“Gwen! He’s my best friend!

“You do like him!” she squealed like a little girl.

“No I don’t!”

At least I think I don’t...