Moments Like These (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction) (Watty Awards 2012)

Chapter 5

    "WE ARE GONNA WATCH SCREAM!", Niall said flaring his arms around and jumping from couch to couch, then landing on top of Louis who was also running around.

"NO NIALL WE ARE WATCHING NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET!" This is how movie night goes; we argue about what movie to watch until someone just puts one in.

"NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET!"

"SCREAM!"

"NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET!", Louis said throwing multiple carrots at Niall and running around in circles.

"GUYS! Why don't we watch Scream first, and then we can watch Nightmare On Elm Street!?", I screamed, getting annoyed with them yelling. With that, they sat down. Liam went and put in 'Scream', then went to the kitchen to make popcorn.

"BRING ME MORE CARROTS LIAM!", Louis screamed.

"No Louis you have had three bags already!"

  Half way through the movie, I was already screaming and about to cry. Even though I stick up for myself, and I'm not afraid to speak my mind...scary movies scare the shit out of me.

"Are you alright?", Harry asked in almost a whisper. When I jumped, I was already burying my head into Harry's chest, and I instantly felt better breathing in his sent. Then, I would hear another scream and jump just as much.

"I-I-I j-j-just don't do g-good with scary movies...", I stuttered out.

"It's alright love, I'm right here." Another scary part popped up on the screen, and I jumped into Harry's lap about to burst into tears.

  At points in the movies, I would look over to see Zayn starring straight at me and then looking at Harry...glaring at him. What was up with him? I looked him in the eyes and something seemed to be burning in his eyes, almost like he was jealous? Why would he be jealous of me and Harry cuddling? Could it be... that he likes me? No, Jaycee stop. You are being self centered. They probably just got in some fight.

   We were watching 'Nightmare on Elm Street' now, and it wasn't any better than the first movie. At this point, Niall had fallen asleep with two bags of Crisps sitting around him, and Liam went up to bed to talk to Daniel while Louis was in front of the TV; his eyes were inches away from the screen, and his legs were crossed, making him look like a little kid. Me and Harry were still sitting together, but at this point I was laying my head on his lap, and I was drifting off to sleep. I looked up at Harry who smiled. Then over to Zayn who still had that look in his eyes. I felt my eye lids getting heavier and heavier and before I could protest, I fell asleep.

   I woke up in my bed, but I wasn't alone. I looked over and Harry had is arm around my waist with curls all over the place.

"Harry wake up.", I said poking him in the eye. His eyes slowly opened half way and he smiled.

"Why are you in here with me?", I said laughing.

"You wouldn't let me go and told me not to leave you alone, so I didn't.", he said with a smile...which made me blush.

"Well, then thank you Mr.Styles for keeping me company in my delusional state.", I said with a laugh.

"No problem ma lady."

******zayn's POV*********

  I walked into Jaycee's room this morning to get her up and to ask her if she wanted to go and do something today with me, but of course as soon as I walk in I see her laying there with Harry's arms wrapped around her waist, holding her there like she was his. Well I will show him that he can't just steal Jaycee from me that easily.

  "Hey guys.", Jaycee said with a huge smile. She was obviously happy about how she woke up this morning. With that, there was a chorus of

"Morning Jay"s" and other little comments about the sleeping arrangement.

"DID YOU GUYS USE PROTECTION?", Louis shouted making everyone giggle besides me and Niall.

"You guys really think that I would do that? He hasn't even taken me on a date yet!", Jaycee said giggling. Before Harry had the chance to ask her, I pulled her away.

   "Hey, do you wanna go shopping or something with me today?", I asked with a smile.

"Sure thing Zayn. Let me go get dressed, and then we can go.", she said laughing and smiling. I wasn't going to let her slip out of my hands so easily. She would fall for me and not for Harry. They aren't meant to be. We are meant to be.

*********Jaycee's POV**************

   I ran up to my room to get changed into something to go shopping. I pulled on some torn skinny jeans and threw on a sparkly pink tank top, and I put my black leather jacket over it and slipped some pink stilettos onto my petite feet. After doing my makeup and straightening my hair, I was happy with how I looked, and I walked out of my room.

   We pulled up to the mall, and we got out of the car. There were already about 30 paparazzi surrounding the car shouting things at us. "ARE YOU GUYS DATING?"

"HOW IS NIALL REACTING TO THIS?!"

"IS IT TRUE YOU ARE GETTING MARRIED?"

I have learned to ignore these things. Where do they even get these ideas? It took every ounce of power inside me not to turn around and punch some of them and yell things to the others.

   "I am in love with this jumper.", I said smiling at Zayn. "I think I am going to buy it." I smiled at him, and I walked up to the cashier with four other shirts and some new jeans and leggings. She told me my total, and I pulled out my credit card.

"No, that's okay. I got this.", Zayn said looking down at me smiling. That smile was gorgeous and his deep brown eyes looked down into mine; sending warmth into the rest of my body .What was i thinking? Harry likes me, and I like him. I can't be developing feelings for Zayn too...can I?

"No that's alright.", I choked out, but he still handed the girl, who was about our age, the card. I was surprised she didn't freak out when she saw Zayn. But hey, not everyone is a fan.

  We walked back into the house with at least 13 bags from all different stores. I ran up to my room and put everything down. I decided that it would be a good time to take a shower, so I ran in and took all my clothes off. I stepped into the shower letting the warm droplets roll down my body automatically making me feel better and safe. The shower is where I did all my thinking. I thought about how Zayn had been so nice today and the love that was in his eyes when I would look at him, but I also thought about how my feelings for Harry are there, and I was just so confused. Deciding I didn't need to beat myself up about this anymore, I stepped out and pulled on my clothes, wondering how complicated my life was becoming.