Nothings Fine I'm Torn (A One Direction Fanfic)

Heart beats harder, Time escapes me

Elli's P.O.V

I woke up early the next day with Harry beside me. He was still asleep so I decide to leave him be. I tried to get up but Harry's arms were wrapped around me tightly. I smiled to myself. I loved moments like this. When we was alone with Harry the world did'nt matter.  He looked perfect when he slept. His eyes swung open and he smiled at me.

"Good morning El" he said.

"Good morning". I did'nt move. I was comfortable in his arms against his warm body. I leant my head against his chest. I could have stayed like this forever. "How's your nose?" I asked.

"A lot better" he replied. "How are you feeling?"

"Honestly?". He nodded his head. "Scared" I admitted. He gave me a gentle squeeze and kissed my forehead.

"You don't need to be scared about anything El. I'll always be here for you and while I'm around nothing will hurt you". This made me feel slightly better but I could'nt help but think about the decision I had to make.

I sat up and Harry kept me in his arms. I looked around the room. I had been too tired to notice last night, but the room looked completely different. The single bed that I had slept in for the past two months was now a king size bed. There were two wardrobes and a dressing table. On the wall, there was a photo of me and Harry walking hand-in-hand in the park.

"Do you like it?" he asked as I took in the room around me. 

"It's amazing Haz" I said.

"There's two wardrobes in here because there was'nt enough for another in Lou's room". I gave Harry a kiss on the lips.

"I've made plans for us so be ready at 12. I've got to go somewhere quickly so I'll see you later babe". He kissed my forehead and left the room. Harry usually told me everything, where was he going?

I did'nt move. I sat there, entwined in my thoughts. I swung my legs off the edge of my now extremely roomy bed. I picked up the photo of me and Harry. We looked so Happy together. The obvious choice was to stay with Harry, but he'd get hurt. My phone started to vibrate. Other than the boys and Lucy, hardly anyone phoned me. Maybe it was Ranya.

"Hello" I said into the phone.

"Hello El". No! Not again. Why can't he just leave me alone? "Don't hang up. I just phoned to let you know that I was serious last night. If you don't come with me, I'll make sure you can't be with Harry either".

"Please Taylor, I need more time" I begged.

"No. In fact, I think that ten days is a bit too long, you've got five days and that's it".

"Please Taylor, you can't make me choose".

"I'll phone you back in five days. Make sure your mind is made up" he said before hanging up the phone.

I picked up my towel and walked into the bathroom. I switched on the shower and got undressed. I hopped in  the shower for a quick wash and watched as the water ran down the drain. I hated taking showers. The bruises were'nt there anymore and my stomach was healing now but I had began to hate my body.

It was mainly my stomach. The scar was about two centimeters long but it was still there as a constant reminder of that night. I got out and wrapped a towel around me. 

It was quite cold in the room as I walked over to my new dressing table. There was'nt a lot of stuff on it, just a bit of make up (I did'nt really wear that much), some jewellery and some hair stuff. I quickly brushed and dried my hair before getting changed into  my high-waisted denim shorts and an elbow length check shirt that tied at the front. I wore my favourite knee-high socks with bows at the side and my blue converse as well. I still had half an hour until I was going out with Harry so I decided to go and speak to Louis.