Key to My Heart

Chapter 22

Harry’s Point of View

I looked outside of plane window, wondering how beautiful it looked, it’s not everyday you’re 3000 feet above the earth. I smiled, a tear cradled the edge of my eye, Zayn squeezed my hand in reassurance.

“You’re okay?” He smiled at me & I nodded slightly at him. “I wonder how Lou’s holding up.” “Well the doctor said he’d personally fly back with him, I’m sure he’s fine.” “At least we know we’re almost home.” Suddenly a huge grin peered on his face, I raised my brow, Zayn, grinning like a school boy? “Why do you look so mused?” I chuckled, “Nothing.” He says, playing with his fingers, “It doesn’t sound like nothing.” “Maybe it isn’t?” I looked at him confused, what was he trying to say? “What do you mean…” “Harry, I — I think I’m in love.” My jaw dropped as I saw his face soften, he stared deeply into the ceiling, never have I seen Zayn so, adorable? 

“Who’s the lucky girl?’ I hit him playfully, “Oh, you know her very well, everyone does.” “Aw come on, I hate guessing games.” We were interrupted by a flight attendant, beaming down at us. “Coffee sir?” “Can I get an orange juice please?” Zayn smiled at her, she nodded and handed her a clear plastic glass. “And you sir?” I shook my head and she carried on.

“It’s … Claire.” He looked back at me and smiled. I gave him a muffled look, Claire? Out of everyone? Did he even know her that well? He frowned at my reaction, “You don’t think she’ll be interested?” I beamed down at my hands and looked back at him, “Of course she will, I mean it’s you.” His face lit up, “I hope so.” “Didn’t think there would be a day where you finally loved someone more than yourself.” I chuckled and he glared at me, “Not funny Styles.” I rolled my eyes and faced outside the window again. 

I went into a deep discussion with myself, Zayn was in love with Claire. My best friend, my childhood friend, my sister. I suddenly became a little overprotective, he better not hurt her, she’s so delicate, so fragile. I smiled as I remembered her rosy cheeks & bright blue eyes. My thoughts were interrupted with someone pulling my hair.

“Ouch!” I looked back and saw Niall looking at me apologetically. “What’s wrong with you Nialler?” I glared at him, “Sorry, just wanted to see if you were alive.” I rolled my eyes, “Alive & well, thanks.” Liam joined in and stood up, “I don’t know about you 3, but I feel terrible about leaving Louis.” My heart sank, oh Louis, please make it home safe. “He’ll be fine Liam, Dr. Fin will accompany him back.” Zayn smiled at Liam & Liam nodded. “I’m excited to be home, but a bit suppressed about the tour being over.” Niall added grinning. “I’m glad we finished it. Imagine if Louis got sick in the middle of it? Things would’ve been so much more difficult.” I sighed and Liam & Niall sat back down.

Zayn looked over at me again, “Don’t mind me invading your privacy or anything, but you’re okay right? I mean with Katrina.” My eyes flustered at the thought, my poor sweet girlfriend. I hadn’t talked to her since I got here, she went back to her parents because I was neglecting her, so much. I shook my head, “I’m a bad boyfriend.” I pouted and he raised his brow, “What’s with everyone and communication problems? I swear Claire wouldn’t talk to you for months, although I kept her nice company.” He winked at me & my mind was invaded with a million questions. Have they been talking this whole time while I was absent from her life? “Thanks.” I muttered and he rolled his eyes, “Is Katrina still in Mexico?” “Yup, after our argument in the hospital she went back to her parents’ house.” “Oh well.” He smirked, and immediately I knew what he was referring too, he always seemed to hate Katrina, I brushed it off and concentrated on getting home.