Ship Wrecked

Half a Heart

That kiss was amazing. It sent my brain reeling and it hasn't came back yet. I could get used to the whole boyfriend thing; especially if it ended like that every night. Harry was such a great kisser. With his soft lips and...

Fuck.

I kissed Niall! Niall, Niall, Niall. Not Harry. That curly haired devil always found his way back into my thoughts.

I pulled my hair up properly for sleep and slipped into my night clothes. My bed was a mess but I didn't mind. Honestly the concept of fixing a bed before sleep baffled me. There was no point, I'd mess it up again anyway. Why not make it when you wake? I hummed to myself while sliding into my covers. I touched my index finger to my lips. He kissed me here. Niall left me with an unforgettable kiss, not Harry.

At first I was ecstactic that I made contact with an Irish lovely like him. But now, my heart was getting cold and his warm lips left a trace that didn't seem to be heating it up. The only thoughts that made me smile were Harry sneaking into my suite and the look on his face when I accepted Niall's invite. I drifted off with one hand on my lips and the other on my heart.

XxxxxxXxxx

I coughed and weezed and gasped for air. I launched up and held my stomach in pain. I opened my eyes and saw Louis sitting on me, yet again. His legs straddling mine. "Lou, what the f..." He shushed me and shoved his phone in my face.

"Read this!" It took me a second to focus my eyes on the bright screen before I began to read the text messages. I looked back up at him with slitted eyes. "These are texts between you and El," I said flatly. He blushed and quickly tapped the screen to what, I assume, he intended to show me in the first place. I started to read the next set of messages and each response made my mouth open wider.

***Le' Messages***

Louis: Hey lad! How you doing? You looked a tad pissed earlier...if I do say so myself...and i do..sooooo?

Harry: Pissed? Ig so.

Louis: Look i didnt set them up...that was your fault. I was rooting for you the whooole time mate.

Harry: I know but, Niall came back with the goofiest grin on his face. He said something like "soft lips"

Louis: damn that sucks balls. You should go see her tomorrow.

Harry: yeah okay..

***Back to Gabby's PoV***

I held my hand out in question, "Meaning?" Louis sighed and grabbed my shoulders harshly. "Meaning you're the densest girl to ever set sail! Harry is on his way here!" I threw him off of me and started to walk in circles.

"I can't see him Lou," I said; feeling a panic on the way, "I can't. Not after last night with Niall..."

"You guys fucked, didn't you?" I flicked him off and explained that we only kissed. A magical kiss, yes, but a kiss nonetheless. I left out the fact that it nearly sent me into Harry's arms. "Niall's a good guy, Gab, but so is Harry. Maybe you guys should talk this out. Seeing as how you screwed it up in the first place and ran to Niall."

"Oh my God! Niall said he'd come see me today!" Louis covered his laugh while began to pull my hair in frustration. "Damn Gabs...you're screwed." He was right. I am screwed. Here I am with half of my heart set on curly top and a leprechaun . They don't deserve this, just because I'm so indecisive they're caught up in the fight.
"Okay, I've decided." I said slowly; it shocked my friend and he raised his eyebrows at me. He probably expected me to be breathing through a paper bag by now. Actually that doesn't sound so bad compared to this crap. I cleared my throat and stood up straight for effect. "Whoever comes to the door first will be the one I be with. Fair enough?" Louis grinned and nodded his head. His smile was devious and I had the feeling that he was up to something.