They HaVe Fallen In Love

Chapter Twenty-Five - Biggest Argument

A/N:

Okay, so we don't have classes today, or our classes is suspended =)) well, blame the weather for doing that. 

So since we have no classes, I'm thinking to update since I won't be uploading (I think) this week, or at least, not that often because UPCAT (College entrance exam) will be next week and I have to study.

Hey, hmm, again, just wanna remind you, that ALL TWITTER NAMES MENTIONED IN THIS CHAPTER IS MADE UP BY ME AND IF YOUR TWITTER NAME IS MENTIONED, IT IS COMPLETELY COINCIDENTAL AND NOT INTENTIONAL. IF EVER YOU WANT TO ERASE YOUR TWITTER NAME IN THIS CHAPTER, KINDLY COMMENT IT BELOW.

By the way, please watch my covers in youtube =))) I know most of you don't read author's note, but I'm begging for you to watch my covers !! The link is on my profile =))

SO, that's all for now!

-Dana

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**Venice POV**

Twitter world also say mean things. I don't mind them, but yes, most of them hurt me. 

I was with the boys in Harry and Louis' flat enjoying their day off after their tour. Liam is watching Toy Story 3 which I'm starting to memorize due to the repeated watching. Zayn is sleeping, Niall is eating, Louis is on the phone with El, Harry and I are twittering. I browse my mentions that are full of hate tweets. Harry told me not to read them but I'm just as stubborn as him.

@1D4life: @VBLouise You don't deserve Harry biatch!

@iHATEVenice: @VBLouise Harry is ours, slut. Get lost.

@MrsStyles: @VBLouise Get your hands off my husband! Go back to our country!

Every hate tweet is a dagger to my heart. But I can't stop reading them. My eyes begin to water but I tried to hold them back.

"Shoot Venice!" Harry exclaimed which startled everybody, even woke sleeping Zayn up. He grab my phone and look at it scrolling my mentions down. 

"Why are you reading these stuff again?" he asked me. Honestly, he's scary.

"I can't just avoid them, Harry! Give me back my phone!" I exclaimed, tears forming again.

"Do you enjoy reading hates then?" he quizzes.

"No. G--" he cut me off.

"Then why the hell are you reading this?" I can feel eyes starring at us. Harry and I never fought like this before. I can't answer back. My brain cannot form any word. He's right. A tear escaped from my eye but I wiped it instantly. Harry ran to his room and slam the door. I hugged my knees and sob. An arm snaked around my shoulders and pulled me close. Judging from the scent, it's Zayn. I opened my eyes to see Louis beside me, Liam infront and Niall at the back. Tears flooded my eyes as they comfort me. Tears soon dried up and I sit straight. I took my glasses off to wipe my tears (yes, if we're just at home, I wear my glasses.) and went to the kitchen. I poured myself a glass of water to rehydrate myself. I let go of a sigh before walking out of the kitchen.

"I'm going to talk to him." I said to the lads in the living room. They nodded as I made my way to Harry's room. I knocked once before opening the door. Inside his room, I saw an angry Harry with his scary eyes on my phone.

"Hey." I managed to say. He didn't looked up, his eyes still on my phone. I sighed before sitting next to him in the bed. He's still browsing my mentions that are flooding with hate tweets. I placed my hand in his trying to stop him from scrolling. He stopped but didn't looked up.

"Harry." I whispered. I put my other hand to his chin and turned it slowly to face me. His eyes, full of anger and sadness. I brushed his curls away from his face. I placed my both hands to his face and pulled him closer. I kissed his forehead then whispered to his ear.

"Harry, anger will never lead you anywhere." I pulled away and smiled at him. I stand up, knowing he's not yet up for conversation. I make my way to the door but he pulled me back and into a hug. He burried his head to my neck.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." his hug tighten. I smiled even though he can't see me. I hugged him back as tight as I could.

"It's alright Harry. I understand. You want to protect me. I wish I could also protect myself."

"Why are you so understanding?" he asked.

"Because I love you, silly." I chuckled. He whispered something, I didn't understand. He kissed my neck that caused shivers down my spine. He pulled back from the hug and leaned to kiss me. His kiss was very gentle and protective. I smiled in the kiss as it deepens. We were interrupted by a loud bang of the door and Louis' voice.

"HA!! I knew it!" he exclaimed.

"Knew what?" I asked.

"You know, just kissing, and not .. you know." he smirked. I grab Harry's hand and made our way out of the room.

"No, I'm not doing "IT" until after I'm married, Lou." I said when we reache Louis' place.

"Too conservative. Just like Niall." he muttered.

"Whatever." I said and went down the stairs. When we reached the living room, I let go of Harry's hand and went to the kitchen.

"Do you still have oreos babe?" I asked. Babe? Never said that word in my entire life.

"Since when did I become 'babe'?" asked Harry.

"Don't like it? Then I shall call you Harry." whew.

"No, I actually love it." he said hugging me from behind while I raid their cupboards.

"Well, as I was asking a while ago, do you still have oreos, 'babe'?" I asked again giving emphasis to the word 'babe'. He chuckled before answering.

"I think we do, if Niall haven't found it yet." He let go of me and reached for the tallest cabinet.

"Yep. Here we go. Why do you need them for?"

"I'll cook fried oreos." I said as I grab a bowl and a whisk.

"Can I help?" asked Harry.

"Sure." I smiled. He's so cute.

"Pancake mix?" I asked. He handed me a box of Pillsbury Pancake mix.

**Harry's POV**

Venice and I made up and now we're making a friend oreos.

"Pancake mix?" I handed her a box of Pillsbury pancake mix. She read the directions carefully. Damn, she's so beautiful when she focus. She bit her lower lip as she reads further direction. Damn, now she looks hot. I made my way behind her and wrap my arms around her waist. I think she got used to this. I leant to her ear to whisper.

"Don't bit your lower lip babe, it's teasing." I felt her body stiffen. I chuckle before resting my chin on her shoulder.

"Hey, whatcha doing?" Niall asked out of the blue. Venice was startled and if I'm not hugging her, she might jump 10 feet in the air.

"Fried oreos." I said to him.

"And since you startled me, no fried oreos for you." Venice said.

"Aww, I'm sorry Ven. I'll behave myself."

"Get out of my kitchen!!" I exclaimed. Niall walked out of the room.

"Liam, they won't give me friend oreos!"

"Poor Leprechaun." Venice sighed.

"He's used to it." I chuckled.

"Let's start."