Regrets (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Regrets - chapter 24 (JUST TIRED)

I shut the door behind me and slide onto the floor. I hear Harry's footsteps from upstairs. I quickly stand up and wipe the tears that decided to escape my eyes.

I look up to see Harry staring at me.

'What's wrong?' he asks me 'have you been crying?'.

'No...I'm just really tired' I try to fake a yawn.

'Your seriously going to lie to me?' he smirks. 'Is this because of Niall? I'm so sorry, he bloody raped my little sister, I can't just sit here and do nothing about it' he tries to make me understand. But I do understand. He needs to know this is not his fault.

'It's fine, Harry don't worry about it. I'm sorry about your sister' I bury my face in my hands.

'Hey, hey it's okay, just leave it for now, we'll sort this out later' he assures me.

I nod and put up a small smile. He grabs my waist and leads me into the living room.

'We should watch a film to take our mind off of things' he tells me.

'What film do you have in mind?' I ask.

'How about...the notebook?' he smirks.

'Haha yh sure' I giggle.

'What's so funny?' he asks blushing.

'Its just..ain't it a bit cheesy for you?' I ask.

'Nah, I actually don't mind it' his face turns a crimson red so he quickly turns around towards the kitchen door.

'I'll get the popcorn while you start the film' he says.

He walks out the room and into the kitchen. I place the cd into the CD player and press pause, while I wait for Harry to come back with the popcorn.

After ten minutes of waiting, I decided to check on him.

Before walking in I hear Harry talking on the phone to someone.

'I can't do that to her' he talks to the person on the other line.

After a few seconds of silence he talks again.

'But it's not her fault, it's got nothing to do with her' he tries to explain to the other line. Who's her?

Harry turns to look at me as I push open the door slightly.

'I'll talk to you later' he says. He turns the phone off and puts it back into his pocket.

'Who was that?' I ask.

'Just someone, don't worry about it' he reassures me.

I open my mouth to ask him again but he stops.

'Now let's get this movie started' he tells me and pulls my arm towards the TV room.