I'm Coming Home

chapter: Three ; Sleepy Head

CHAPTER: Three 

ARIANA P.O.V: 

The impact of someone colliding with the matress made my limp body fly up. Eyes shooting open to face an icy blue eyed guy brown hair already styled. I sent him a glare raising myself in bed seeing I was surrounded by the other four. Naturally releasing a groan as I ripped the warm covers off my body. "How'd you guys get in here?" rubbing the sleepiness out of my eyes or at least trying "Mark" The blue eyed blode haired fellow replied. "Right. Remind me to thank him later" I sarcastically implied letting my head fall back into my hands. "We have yet to introduce ourselves" The dark haired tan skined boy spoke remembering the pouting face he had given me yesterday. "I'm Zayn" He went on "that's Niall, Louis" he pointed out "and you've already met Liam and Harry". 

A toothless smile set on my lips greeting them with no words. "I'm gonna go get dressed" standing from the bed grabbing at random from my black bag I had no desire in unpacking. Walking into the bathroom I slipped into a white mid thigh dress slipping a beige sweater overtop. "So where's mark?" walking back over to the boys putting my hair in high bun only working on my eyes. "He had meetings to go to today" Harry answered. I turned around to face him "Alright well I'm hungry" I stated grabbing my bag off of the nightstand "I'm gonna go get some breakfast" placing my hand on the knob of the door guilt filling up inside of me "you guy's have breakfast yet?" lips turning into smiles towards me all shaking there heads. Opening the door "C'mon then" I sighed walking out into the red carpeted hallway.

Bella Bistro the cafe name. Smelling of fresh coffee and buttery pasteries. Chairs and tables filled up the extra space not taken up by the counter. Taking a plush arm chair placing my machiato on the coffee table. ripping pieces of chocolate chip muffin off letting the taste savour in my mouth 

"You like?" Louis asked in a werid voice a big grin on his face, the contagious smile appearing on mine but almost half heartedly. The boys going into there own conversation I let my eyes wonder around people's shoes scuffing up the hard wood floor. Smiles plastered on each individuals face. The eyes indulged in their partner, their technical devices and even their steamy coffee's and tea's. 

"So you and mark close" Removing the thick paper cup from my lips staring into Nialls bright blue eyes The twinkle alluring, "mhm" I moaned gazing back to the whipped cream coffee in my grip "very convincing" Harry teased. All eyes sticking to me as if I were the steel and they were the magnets "With him living in London and me staying in america it's kind of hard to be close to someone" I added on gazes still not removing from mine "and not to mention the seven year age difference". 

conversations buzzing between us, jokes thrown around making burstes of laughter erupt from my mouth. Time moving past us not even realizing the morning turn in to mid-evening.

The sky now dark orange and pale gray. "Did you have fun today" Harry asked moving beside me as the other boys were off in their own world feet ahead of us. I nodded my head letting him know the answer, "I'm glad" he went on, his long hands tucked in the pockets of his blue jeans white shirt flowing on his upper torso long arms covered with a gray hoodie. The green of his eyes popping out in the grayed day, reminding me of the summer green grass in the woods behind my house, white converse covering his feet. He was rather handsome guy, all the right features, chocolate curls fair skin more or less acne free face dimples ingraved into his cheeks . It was then I realized I had been staring at him, red creeping up on to my cheeks seeing as he knew the smile on his full pink lips telling all. I felt a slight tug on my arm making me come to a complete stop forced to look in the eyes of Harry Styles. 

His lips parting a short inhale taken through his mouth, "yes Harry" my voice coming out small. All my fears, my thoughts leaving me staring at him felt so serene yet I wondered what the feeling of his lips connecting to mine would be. Would it make me buzz as much as right now, or maybe even more, or would I feel nothing. Shaking the thoughts from my mind the regular one returning the ones that I had grown more acustomed to over the few weeks.  

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry" voice fading, lowering into a whisper "I didn't know that you-" my words interjecting his "this is excatly why I didn't want Mark to say anything" I sighed removing my watch on his face down to my oxfords. "I don't want to be pitied, I thought I left that behind" his head shaking to my comment "you were......" 

"Say it harry..... I was raped", my hands flying into the air for emphaisis coming back down to my sides. "It happens everyday to millions of girls, by boyfriends, parents, pedophiles, why is my story so different what makes me more important then them?" I questioned at his thoughts and opinons. When words didn't defend his apology I continued my walk spotting the others ahead at the corner eyes of curiosity staring at Harry and I. 

"I just wanted to sorry for my behavior" I felt his hand grip mine facing him again "I was an ass, I dont' usually come on that strong but I don't know it was different with you. I'm still sorry though" 

"It's okay. I've forgiven you. now can we move on", his head nodded at my statement following my footsteps to everyone else our feet moving nsync beside each other. 

"You guys alright?" Liams fatherly voice coming through. "yes" I spoke before harry could get a word in inch wise. 

The hotel room was filled with me and the TV drowning out the silence around us. The boys had gone to an album signing Mark tagging along being on their secuity team, and me who was to tired to walk another step here in good ole London stayed behind. 

The day passed in front of my eyes, a good day had situated itself in my life. It shone bright dimming the other days yet only slightly but enough for me to know I'd get a goodnight sleep and possibly give me hope to a good time here with these five strangers and one over-protctive older cousin.