Revolution[Harry Styles & Niall Horan]

Chapter seven

I walked into Rebecca's house, there was my ex Brady and her making out on the couch..

"Are you serious!!?" I yell on the top of my lungs. She just stared at me in fear

"I can explain, it's just-" she's cut off by me pushing her aside and grabbing my bag and re packing them. I'm caught off guard when she grabs my shoulder.

"Dakota, it's just a misunderstanding."

"Girl code Rebecca. Girl code. You know? You broke that.. You know we broke up like 2 months ago. And being together for 2 years. And seeing you make out with him!" I yell.

"Dakota. It doesn't have too-"

"Leave me alone." I grab my bags and bathroom bag and my phone charger and my keys and walk out of the front door. Minutes later I find myself dialing Harry's number.

He answers in a sleepy voice "Dakota? It's 3 in the morning.. are you crying? Are you okay?"

"Harry, can I crash at your place for a while please?" I sniff

"Of course love. You know where I live. You are always welcome. I have a couch or a bed you can sleep in. Come on over ."

I find myself crying when I reach Harry's house and he's standing out front waiting for me. He's standing there in plaid pajamas and no shirt. Holy shit. He's so hot.

Seconds later he is dragging my things in side and making a cup of tea for me. And i sat down on the couch, crying my eyes out. I can't believe she would do that.

"What happened?" Harry says

"I was with this guy named Brady for 2 years and I walk into Rebecca's house and they're making out practically having sex... how could she hurt me like that?" I cover my eyes and I feel Harry's embrace.

"He's a douchebag. He knows that she's your best friend and he does that? I don't understand. You don't need to cry. You deserve better and you'll get better." His arms are still around me.

"Harry, thank you. I don't mean to crash on you. But all I really want is to go to sleep." Wiping my tears.

"Yeah sure. Of course love."

He walks me to the bed in his room and makes me get into bed and tucks me up like a little kid.

"If you need anything, I'll be on the couch. Okay?" He says concerned

"Harry, you don't have too but will you please lay here and hold me?" I feel like I'm desperate. At this point, I need someone. I look up and he's in the bed with me and I face him and cry in his arms.

When I got done crying, he wiped the remaining tears and I felt his lips against mine and the tears and concern about Brady and Rebecca stop.