Thunderstorms: A Harry Styles Love Story [COMPLETED]

Chapter 2: Confessions and Scars

~Chapter 2:

I checked the time on my watch: 2:13am. I sighed. I couldn't sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, those green eyes would pop up in my head, sending shivers down my spine. After a few more minutes, I decided that I wasn't gonna get any sleep anyway, so I tiptoed down the stairs. Everyone was already asleep. I guess the boys split up between the two guest rooms across from mine and eleanor's room. I got to the kitchen door and opened it. I was surprised to find that the lights were turned on, and someone was already there. Curls. Heads turn. Green meets green. Shocked expressions. No smiles.

"Um....what are you doing here?" I asked, a little more rude than I wanted to be.

"I could ask you the same question." Harry replied, his smooth voice sending chills through my body.

"I couldn't sleep." I answered plainly. 

He shrugged. "Neither could I....jet lag sucks." 

I gave him a small smile. He looked straight into my eyes. His green eyes made me shiver again...they reminded me too much of Dylan. I couldn't take it anymore, all i wanted to do was run away from that gaze, that green gaze that was way too familiar. I grabbed a cereal bar from the middle of the table and ran out of the room, as fast as I could. I could feel Harry's stare burning into the back of my head as I ran up the stairs.

~~~the next morning~~~

"Wake up Sierra...." Eleanor's voice drifted into my sleep. I wasn't a heavy sleeper, so I was awake in seconds. Eleanor smiled and threw an outfit that she chose on the bed. She loved choosing my outfits. 

"Change into that, and then come downstairs. Apparently Mom and Dad have an announcement to make."

I put on the purple v-neck shirt and jean shorts that Eleanor chose for me. I applied a tiny bit of mascara and made my way to the kitchen. Everyone was awake, and the kitchen was busy. About 5 boxes of cereal were sprawled on the table and Niall was chasing Liam around with a spoon, shouting random words at him. Zayn, Louis, and Eleanor were eating cereal, and rolling their eyes at the boys that were chasing each other around. Zayn looked half-asleep, and his hair wasn't anywhere close to perfect. I spotted the curls by the sink. Harry's back was turned to me - thank god - and he appeared to be washing the dishes. 

"Morning Sierra!" Louis called out to me.

I smiled. "Morning."

"Soo....what are we doing today?" Eleanor asked.

"It seems like a nice day out....who wants to go for a swim at the beach?" Harry suggested. I looked away as I felt him staring at me.

"Ohmigosh Sierra we could wear those new bikinis that we got last week!" Eleanor squealed.

I groaned. "Do I have to?"

The boys around the table raised their eyebrows, looking confused.

"Sierra over here doesn't like wearing bikinis. She thinks her body is ugly and not worth anyone seeing." Eleanor explained with a little sarcasm and my cheeks flushed with embarassment. I shot her a death glare.

"I'm sure she'd look beautiful." Harry said, and we all turned to look at him. Well, except for me. I didn't want to see those eyes.

~~~Harry's P.O.V.~~~

"I'm sure she'd look beautiful." I said. I dont even know why I said that, it just sort of came out. Everyone turned to stare at me, but they didn't really look surprised - i mean, im known to be the flirt anyway. But Sierra didn't even look at me. I huffed and went back to munching on my cereal. I dont know why I bothered to be nice to her. She always ignores me. It's not like i've done anything wrong, right?