Heal My Heart... Please

Chapter 4

Things are about to get interesting! Hope you like it xx

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Chapter 4

Dana's POV

I woke up to see Harry's arms still wrapped protectively around me. He looked so peaceful. I didn't want to wake him. I slipped out from underneath his arms and jumped into the shower. I let the hot steaming water rush over my body and wash away the tears from last night. I stayed in there until the hot water turned cold. When I was done, I quickly dried off and threw my hair up into a sloppy bun. I threw on my baby blue short shorts and a black tank top. I left the bathroom to find my bed empty. I heard his voice downstairs talking to my mom. I stood at the top of the stair case and quietly listened.

"Just be careful with her Harry. She is in a fragile state. Maybe you should let her be for a little while until she is used to her surroundings and you boys."

Was my mother talking about my love life with Harry. Did he tell her what I told him last night?

"I understand. I'm willing to wait for her." I heard Harry huskily reply.

I walked down the stairs loudly so they would know I was coming and walked straight to the coffee maker. Harry had rejoined the rest of the boys on the couch and I went to join them while my mom stayed in the kitchen making scrambled eggs.

I decided to give Harry some space from me and my craziness and went to sit next to Niall. Harry eyed my suspiciously and locked eyes with Niall. The Irish one shrugged and lifted his arm and placed it around my shoulders just to piss Harry off. Niall seemed more like a big brother to me. I giggled and rested my head on his shoulder. He sharply inhaled and my head snapped up thinking I had done something wrong. I met Niall's eyes and he blushed as my eyes traveled downward to notice a lump forming in his pants. Oh geez. What had I done? How could I tell Niall I'd rather we stay friends. I thought he knew I was joking. I looked up to see Harry gone to help my mom in the kitchen. I got up just in time to hear a snip-it of their conversation:

"Well she seems ready enough to go fondle Niall."

"Harry. I understand but you have to hear her side of the story."

"Whatever. It's fine. She can have that leprechaun." he grunted as I entered the kitchen. He glared at me and stormed out of the house.

"What was that all about?" Niall asked coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. What the fuck had I done?

Harry's POV

I backed off of Dana for one second so she can mend her heart and she goes off and jumps on Niall's lap. What the hell did I do wrong? I just needed some time alone. I went up to the flat and into my room and laid on my bed staring at the ceiling. How could she do this to me? She told me she liked me. How could Niall do this to me? I thought we were pals.

I heard a small noise from outside but ignored it. Next thing I knew I felt someone come next to me and sit on the side of my bed. I didn't look over but I already knew who it was.

"Harry?" she asked sounding concerned and innocent. I didn't respond. I was so angry I felt like punching something.

"I didn't mean anything of it. I think of him more of my brother. I thought he knew I was joking. I didn't mean -"

"That's what you get you little slut." She shut up immediately her bright eyes dimmed. She shut down. I wished I could have taken it back. All the anger immediately left me and I was left with shame. She slowly got up and walked away. I could tell she was holding in the tears.