Chapter 14 - Summer Camp.

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Mike on the side!

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-Hannahs POV-

I sat on the sofa, my back against the armrest with Zayn sitting next to me , his hand on my knee, rubbing slow circles, I had finally calmed down from a major hysteria.

**A few minutes ago**

After I had gotten off the phone with Zayn, I went over to Nialls room to tell him he was coming over. Instead of talking on the phone, he had his face in his hands and he had been crying. "I don't want you hurt again,Hann. I.." he half-sobbed. Seeing him like this made me cry too. "Ni..please stop crying, why is this affecting you so much? I mean I dated Evan too, but you didn't seem so concerned with it" I said, slightly annoyed about him being so worked up. His head snapped up, his gaze meeting mine.

"Hannah, after all we have been through together, through the fights the yelling the drama, do you think I don't care? News flash Hannah: You and I are the only family we both have. Just because our parents are in love now doesn't mean they've always been in love. Forgive me for sounding mean, but I am the only person who gives a flying fuck about you and your life." he said, his words hurtful.

He had closed his eyes and sighed then, my own eyes welling up with tears. "I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry. " he placed his hand on my cheek " What I mean to say is that I didn't know Evan would do this, I always thought he was a nice guy, I forgot about Mike. Now after what happened at that party..Hannah, if you want Zayn to hang around in your life, you have to tell him. He has to know, he'll be hurt if you don't. And his being hurt would hurt you. And I can't see you hurt." "But Niall..I will I promise, I...he's coming over anyways now. Ni, I love you okay? You're my family, and I'm yours, I know that and I never doubted our sisterhood" he laughed through the tears,

"I'll tell Zayn, but please stop crying, Jesus, save them for a movie" I said giving him a hug. He hugged me back hard. "I'm lucky to have a sister like you" he said pulling away. The doorbell rang, "I'll get that" he said and walked out of his room, with me behind him, instead of going downstairs, I turned into my room and dropped my face in my hands and let it out. Sobs racked my body, thinking about Mike made me mad, it pissed me off.

Evan cheating on me pissed me off further. I cried into my hands, I heard muffled conversation from downstairs and a minute later Zayn walked into the room, his arms around me the minute he saw me crying. I tightened my arms around him, crying into his chest, he whispered into my ears, his hands moving into my hair, stroking it.

After standing like that for a few minutes, I pulled my head off his chest "I love you" he said at the same time as me. "Can I kiss you?" he said, not sure of what I wanted. I nodded and he put his soft lips on mine, kissing me slowly, deeply, lovingly. "I'm a hot mess" I said against the kiss. He smiled into the kiss and deepened it. It didn't get passionate or anything, just a slow, sweet, warm kiss. A kiss I haven't had in ages.

He rested his forehead against mine, his breath warming my face. "Is there something you want to talk about?" he asked "I do, my brother will flip if I don't , a-and I also think you should know" I said looking into his eyes, they were so beautiful, every colour was reflected in them. "I'm all yours,love" he said, his minty breath washing over me. "That I know, lets go down, its better if I say it in front of Niall" I said, taking his warm hand in mine and going downstairs.

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"So, uh, last year, id gone for camp" I started off saying. Zayn was still rubbing soft circles onto my knee. I put my hand on his. Niall was sitting on the floor by the sofa so he was facing us, his hands looped around his propped knee. His nervous habit. I smiled at him sadly. It may not be scary, but Mike was the worst thing that has ever happened to me.

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