Look Into My Eyes (A 1D Fan Fic)

Chapter 36- Dealing With Life

*Katherine's POV*

I wake up to the sun shining bright on my face. Shouldn't it be pouring rain? Isn't today going to be a bad day? I mean I just lost my boyfriend and best friend.

I groan. It's 7 o'clock and we have rehearsals again. We begin touring in December and it was a few days into September. Did I want to go to rehearsals today? I would be stuck having to be on friendly bases with Harry, and Lisa would be there, acting like I didn't exist.

I hear a knock on my door. I run a hand through my hair and sit up. 'Come in,' I say.

'Hi love. We have rehearsals. Do you want to shower first?' Harry asks.

I shake my head. 'You can go. You take longer to get ready.'

He fakes shock and then laughs. 'Do you think you could maybe pick out my outfit? Not necessarily to match I just like your fashion sense,' he says blushing.

'Kay. Now go shower,' I say grinning.

He smiles back and heads into the bathroom. Why did I feel so awkward there? Just because we weren't dating anymore didn't mean our conversations had to feel awkward.

I shake my head. This would be a pain in my ass. I look around the room trying to figure out what I should get for him. Hmm.

I decide on a pair of his jeans and a thin olive sweater because the weather was getting cooler. It was about 65 today, colder than I expected.

I myself pull out my cigarette jeans, my low neck silk blue tank top, and my three quarter sleeve black blazer. I top it off with my black heeled boots. I lay these outfits on the bed and decide on which jewelry to wear. Even though I spent some time on this, Harry still wasn't out the shower. It was 7:20. I sigh. This boy takes forever, I swear.

When he finally comes out a few minutes later, he enters the room with his typical towel around his waist. Damn. For some reason he looks even hotter than usual. I avoid making eye contact with him and point out his outfit.

'Thanks Kat. You're amazing,' he says with a smile

I smile back as a response. Just a week ago he would've hugged me from behind or kissed me a thanks. But now all we could do is smile. And I hated it with all my heart.

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I looked good. Even I had to admit that this outfit made me look good. But shouldn't I look good? I mean I had to impress Harry all over again, seeing as we are no longer an item. I wished we were.

I topped off my outfit with a little tiny bit of smoky eyeliner and lip gloss. I add a little blush and look at myself in the mirror again. Maybe a high, messy ponytail? Yes. Perfect.

I walk out the room and bump into Harry. He holds my arms to steady me, and his eyes widen when he takes me in.

'Wow,' he says.

I blush of course. 'You don't look too bad yourself.'

I mean it. The sweater hugs him tightly, so you can see his muscles. And it also complements his eyes, making them look even more beautiful. My heart clenches. I miss him so much, even though he's right there.

We awkwardly step away from each other and he coughs. 'So uh, we should get going.'

I nod feeling my cheeks burning. Why did we have to be going through this? I catch Harry send me a wistful glance but that's it.

Why did I have to mess everything up so horribly?

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Rehearsals was awkward. Harry kept sending looks my way and I the same to him. Everyone noticed this and you could feel the tension. And like I guessed, Lisa acted as if I didn't exist. But I could see some sadness in her eyes when she occasionally glanced my way.