Chapter 14:
I entered the bedroom not expecting what I walked in on. I saw Caroline, all over Harry. Kissing him, biting him, leaving love bites everywhere on his exposed body. She knew I was present and looked up at me, smirking. For some reason, I couldn't speak. My lips were sewn together. Harry leaned his head back in pleasure. Tears began escaping my eyes. I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and split open the sewings.
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"Harry!" I gasped out. I looked to my side to see Zayn, now wide eyed.
Tears were slipping down my cheeks. Zayn quickly sat up and embraced me. I leaned my head into his chest once again, and began sobbing as if trying to drown the world in my tears. Zayn let out a sigh as his thumb began to move in circles on my back.
"El, everything will ok. I know it hurts right now, but every relationship has it's ups and downs. But eventually, everything will piece back together. I promise you." He softly kissed my forehead.
I hiccup unexpectedly. "I wish I met you first.." I mumbled into his bare chest.
"If only.." He replied, sounding a bit depressed.
I looked up at him, and saw sorrow fill his brown eyes. I forcefully pressed my lips against his. I could tell he was shocked at first, but got into it a few seconds later. He fell back onto the bed, making me lay on top of him. I pressed my hands down on his chest, as he gently bit my lower lip. I pulled from the kiss and began kissing his jawline, all the way down to his collar bone. A slight groan escaped his lips. I moved down to his chest, and kissed every inch of it. He stopped me by cupping his hands on my cheeks.
"El, this just doesn't feel right.." He softly said, looking me deep in the eyes.
I moved back up to him, making our faces only inches apart. "Zayn, I need you though." For some reason, I feel a bit drunk saying that. I've never said that to anyone in my life.
"But El, you should save this moment for someone you love. When it's your first, it should be memorable. Not like this."
I sighed and fell on top of him. I layed my head down on his chest, listening to his heart beat. "You're right. You're always right. Stop being right." I responded, jokingly. "I can still kiss you, right?"
He let out a little laugh. "I guess."
I leaned my head up towards his and gently planted a kiss. "What if I chose you?" I asked pulling out of the kiss.
"What if I rejected you? You can't do that, El. Harry loves you."
"Sure doesn't seem like it.."
"It may not seem like it, but you know deep down he really does." I didn't say anything, but sighed.
I kissed him one last time, making it everlasting. "Let's get to bed, you have an interview tomorrow." I said rolling off of him and laying on my side, with my back faced to him. He moved in close to me, wrapping an arm around my waist. I intertwine my left hand with his right, and fall back to sleep.
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Harry's POV:
I couldn't sleep at all last night. The image of El leaving with tears on her face stung. I know I should've pulled out from the kissed immediately, but Caroline had a tight grip. I get up out of bed and walk to the bathroom. I wash my face as many different thoughts cross my mind. That's when I see it.. El's necklace. The necklace I gave her when we were leaving California. I've screwed up. Big time. I have to make it right.. And I think I know how. I got dressed and headed over to Lou's room. I knocked on the door. A few moments later he opened the door with an irritated face.
"What?" I asked confused.
"Not cool, man. Why were you kissing Caroline?"
"How did you find out?"
"I could hear El crying in Zayn's room so I walked over and asked what happened, and that's when I found out. You really broke her heart. She was going to tell you she loves you."
"I know, Lou. I made a big mistake. But Caroline came on to me! She entered my room when I was in the bathroom. I thought it was El, but when I walked out. She attacked me! I couldn't get out of her kiss, she was so forceful and had a tight grip on me. You have to believe me.."
He let out a sigh. "I believe you.. But what are you going to do about El? She's crushed."
"That's why I came to you. I have an idea.. You know how we're going on an international radio interview today?"
"Yeah.... Oh, are you gonna do what I think you're gonna do?"
"Depends what you're thinking."
"Confess your love to her to the entire world and apologize?" I put my index finger on my nose and smiled. "That's brilliant, mate!"
"I hope she'll forgive me.. I really love her, Lou. You know that.."
"I know, I know. Well, let's get you cleaned up. You can't go to an interview looking like that.... And you just reek of heart ache. Pee-you."
I rolled my eyes as he pulled me in.
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FanfictionAs 17 year old, Ella Parish, was crushed under One Direction's very own, Harry Styles, she never thought she'd have anything to do with them. Let alone, since she has no idea who they are. "You again.." Were the two words she feared the most, not kn...